"Just the place for a Nark!" the Detective cried,

As he eagerly surveyed the scene;

With the stout-hearted Doctor alert at his side,

And the Dog standing guard in between.

~0~

"Just the place for a Nark!" Holmes repeated once more;

"I expect any second our man.

Fred Porlock has so rarely failed us before

In betraying our enemy's plan.

~0~

"His form is ungainly—his intellect small—"

(The Detective would often remark)

"But his courage is perfect! And that, after all,

Is a capital trait for a Nark.

~0~

"But oh, trusty colleague, I dread most the day

That our Nark be discovered, for then

He will softly and suddenly vanish away,

And never be met with again!"

~0~

They waited with patience, they waited with hope;

They waited till day had quite gone;

The sky overhead became heliotrope,

And the watchers increasingly wan.

~0~

Then the Doctor did yawn, "Must we wait until dawn?

I would rather not sit in the dark."

The Detective looked grave, and said "Courage, mon brave,

We shall wait one hour more for our Nark."

~0~

But as darkness came on and the stars faintly shone,

The Detective, too, started to scowl;

"I fear you are right, we'll not see him tonight–"

When the Dog cut him off with a growl.

~0~

"Why, Toby, what is it? Our Nark come to visit,

With tale of nefarious scheme?"

The Dog merely frowned, then all jumped at the sound

Of a terrible, blood-curdling scream.

~0~

"'Tis the voice of Fred Porlock! Quick, Watson, your gun!

We'll not leave our Nark to cruel fate!"

Detective and Doctor took off at a run,

Though they feared they would be far too late.

~0~

The Dog led them true to the spot, but they found

Not a wheel track, or footprint, or mark,

By which they could tell that they stood on the ground

Where once had lurked Porlock the Nark.

~0~

"Alas, all in vain!" groaned the Doctor. "'Tis plain

Our Nark's met with some murderous lout."

"Then our mission is clear," declared Holmes, "for I fear

Moriarty has found Porlock out."

~0~

They sought him with Yarders, they sought him with clues,

They pursued him with resolute tread;

They brought him to justice with gambit and ruse,

Till at last the Professor fell dead.