"On the contrary, my dear sir," cried the King; "nothing could be more successful.I know that her word is inviolate. The photograph is now as safe as if it were in the fire.""I am glad to hear your Majesty say so.""I am immensely indebted to you. Pray tell me in what way I can reward you. This ring..."He slipped an emerald snake ring from his finger and held it out upon the palm of his hand."Your Majesty has something which I should value even more highly," said Holmes."You have but to name it." "This photograph!""Irene's photograph!" he cried. "Certainly, if you wish it.""I thank your Majesty. Then there is no more to be done in the matter.I have the honour to wish you a very good-morning."He bowed, and, turning away without observing the hand which the King had stretched out to him,he set off in my company for his chambers.And that was how a great scandal threatened to affect the kingdom of Bohemia,and how the best plans of Mr. Sherlock Holmes were beaten by a woman's wit.He used to make merry over the cleverness of women, but I have not heard him do it of late.And when he speaks of Irene Adler, or when he refers to her photograph, it is always under the honourable title of the woman.
