The Case of the Late Mr. Rewse

Of this case I personally saw nothing beyond the first advent in / Hewitt's office of Mr. Horace Bowyer, who put the case in his hands, / and then I merely saw Mr. Bowyer's back as I passed downstairs from / my rooms. But I noted the case in full detail after Hewitt's return / from Ireland, as it seemed to me one not entirely without interest, / if only as an exemplar of the fatal ease with which a man may / unwittingly dig a pit for his own feet -- a pit from which there is no / climbing out.

A few moments after I had seen the stranger disappear into Hewitt's / office, Kerrett brought to Hewitt in his inner room a visitor's slip / announcing the arrival on urgent business of Mr. Horace Bowyer. That / the visitor was in a hurry was plain from a hasty rattling of the / closed wicket in the outer room where Mr. Bowyer was evidently making / impatient attempts to follow his announcement in person. Hewitt / showed himself at the door and invited Mr. Bowyer to enter, which he / did, as soon as Kerrett had released the wicket, with much / impetuosity. He was a stout, florid gentleman with a loud voice and a / large stare.