On the adventure of the Ninefold Man
I write this account at Holmes' request, knowing that it will shortly join others sealed for posterity. In the interests of the nation, and for the sake of Captain Lethbridge-Stewart of the Royal Highland Fusiliers, I will endeavour to describe the affair of the Ninefold Man and the shrunken corpses.
"Visitors, Watson, while we were out!" Holmes exclaimed, indicating the marks upon the steps of 221B. "A man perhaps six feet in height, accompanied by a young woman several inches shorter, who I suspect may be American from her lack of dexterity in handling her skirts . . ."