Publisher's Synopsis
He's dying, Dr. Watson, said she. -For three days he has been sinking, and I doubt if he will last the day. He would not let me get a doctor. This morning when I saw his bones sticking out of his face and his great bright eyes looking at me I could stand no more of it. 'With your leave or without it, Mr. Holmes, I am going for a doctor this very hour, ' said I. 'Let it be Watson, then, ' said he. I wouldn't waste an hour in coming to him, sir, or you may not see him alive.-
