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"Coarse writing," murmured Holmes. "Surely this is not your husband's writing, madam."
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"No, but the enclosure is."
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"I perceive also that whoever addressed the envelope had to go and inquire as to the address."
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"How can you tell that?"
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"The name, you see, is in perfectly black ink, which has dried itself. The rest is of the grayish colour, which shows that blottingpaper has been used. If it had been written straight off, and then blotted, none would be of a deep black shade. This man has written the name, and there has then been a pause before he wrote the address, which can only mean that he was not familiar with it. It is, of course, a trifle, but there is nothing so important as trifles. Let us now see the letter. Ha! there has been an enclosure here!"
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"Yes, there was a ring. His signet-ring."
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"And you are sure that this is your husband's hand?"
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"One of his hands.
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