'It is a most tragic story,' I cried; 'but why have you not carried out his wishes?'
Erskine shrugged his shoulders. 'Because it is a perfectly unsound theory from beginning to end,' he answered.
'My dear Erskine,' I said, getting up from my seat,'you are entirely wrong about the whole matter. It is the only perfect key to Shakespeare's Sonnets that has ever been made. It is complete in every detail. I believe in Willie Hughes.'