revolver-cartridges

Updated: July 28, 2026

A litter of pipes, tobacco-pouches, syringes, penknives, revolver-cartridges, and other debris was scattered over it. In the midst of these was a small black and white ivory box with a sliding lid. It was a neat little thing, and I had stretched out my hand to examine it more closely, when It was a dreadful cry that he gave a yell which might have been heard down the street.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle - The Adventure of the Dying Detective