Dr Stride arrived a short while after lunch was finished.
Holmes and the Professor stopped him, before he could enter Smiley’s room.
“Dr Stride, before you see Smiley, I have to make a confession.”
“What is it, Mr Moriarty?”
“First of all, may I introduce Mr Sherlock Holmes to you?”
“Mr Sherlock Holmes, the detective from London?! Isn’t he a rather unusual visitor, Professor Moriarty?!”
“Yes, he is. But unfortunately he’s the only one in this world, who should be able to find out, who poisoned Smiley, because I can’t think clearly at the moment.”
“Then I think I can say, it’s a honour to meet you, Mr Holmes.”
“Thank you, Sir, but I would say, we already met.”
“What do...?”
“You’ve been visited by a young man named Robert Paddington, do you remember?”
“You mean, that…. that was you?”
“Yes, you see, it seemed to be my only chance to get the information I needed from the citizens, without letting a man called Quentin Donovan know, that I’m here.”
“Quentin Donovan?!”, the doctor shouted, “I’ve heard he was the reason, why Smiley and his sister once lived here. But I thought he’s dead.”
“I believe he isn’t.”
“And what are you going to do, Mr Holmes?”
“First of all, we need a death certificate from you.”
“For Smiley, is that right? Is his state really that bad?”
“He never felt better, Mr Stride.” the Professor answered.
“But, then why...?!”
“We just need the death certificate from you, it’s really important.”
“Alright, alright.”
Minutes past, but then the certificate was finally finished.
“So, here it is.”
“Thank you, Sir. Now, if you go back to the village, please talk to nobody about the things that just happened. But tell Mr O’Daniels he shall come here.”
“The undertaker? But I thought you said, Smiley is alive and kicking?!”
“Oh, he is, but we need the undertaker and his helper to make the whole thing look more realistic.”
“Oh, I understand. Shall I tell him that Smiley is still alive?”
“No! In the name of all that’s holy! Don’t tell him the truth! Let him think what you thought as you came here! And don’t tell him, that I’m here! WHATEVER YOU DO !” Holmes shouted.
“Y..y..yes, of course, Mr Homes.”

Doctor Stride was surely as bewildered as the Professor as he left. It doesn’t take long until the sounds of the hearse came from outside. Mr O’Daniels was tall, thin man with a black beard and long black hair. As Doctor Stride said, he was already Forty Five to Fifty years old, but still strong for his age. 
“Where’s the poor soul?” he asked in a deep, monotone voice.
“Let me show you. He’s still in his bed.” the Colonel sniffed.
Minutes later the coffin was placed next to the bed. In the same moment the door was slammed shut.
“What the...?!” the undertaker and his servant turned around, just to look right into the barrel of Holmes’ and Watson’s revolvers.
“What is the meaning of this?” the undertaker demanded, angrily.
“Why don’t YOU answer it, Mr O’Daniels? Or shall I say ‘Mr Donovan’?”
“Who’s that?” the Professor cried.
In the meantime Donovan and his servant had been handcuffed.
“I... thought ‘e... ‘e is dead.” Smiley stammered.
“Obviously ‘e survived.” Todd was quite perplexed.
“Oh damn it.”, Donovan shouted, “This man is right. I survived the Professors attack. Later I moved to the village.”
“To observe Smiley’s moves.”
“Yes, Professor. Gosh, if only  the boy had just given that pendant to me...”
“Now what in hell is SO important about that little thing?!” 
“May I answer it, Colonel?” Holmes interrupted.
“Of course, Sir.”
“Smiley, did you ever heard the name William Marewe or do you know something about a large estate in Lancashire called Marewe Hall?”
“No. What’s up with this things?”
“Well, on your Twenty fifth birthday you, as the last male member of the family Marewe or better Marrow, will be the new owner of the complete estate, along with about Three or Four Million Pounds.”
“Holy....!” Smiley jumped up from the bed. Also the others in the room, except Donovan, looked at Holmes a bit bewildered.
“The man from who you received this pendant, Smiley, was Mr Angus Fairway. Mr Fairway once was one of the two administrators of the money and the estate of the Marewe family. You see, the last owner of Marewe Hall, Jacob Marewe had never married, so he died alone. But he hired Mr Fairway to find the family of his great-grandmother, who left the old estate and moved to Ireland about 100 years ago. The other administrator is a man called Bartholomew Andrew, who actually lives in the United States, but he often comes to his home country and stays in the Palace hotel in Glasgow.
Well, after a long research Mr Fairway finally found out, that the family he was looking for, changed their name from Marewe to Marrow after they moved to Ireland. You remember your Fathers words? He said that there is not another single soul with the name Marrow. I would say, your father didn’t know about the family’s past. But anyway, Mr Fairway gave the pendant to the only male member of the family, who wasn’t over Twenty-Five years old. An eccentric paragraph in Mr Marewe’s last will said, that who ever got this pendant must be Twenty-Five years old. Not older, not younger. Don’t ask me why. But the greedy Mr Donovan, the brother of a late servant at Marewe Hall, had just become Twenty-five, so he wanted this pendant, to get the money, which did not belong to him in any way. We know, that more and more problems showed up, and Donovan tried absolutely everything to get the medallion.”
“May I interrupt you ‘ere?”, Smiley questioned, “I’m only Twenty three years old, but Mr Donovan is about Forty five or so,…So isn’t it impossible for ‘im t’ get the ’eritage?”
“Not necessarily, Smiley. Mr Donovan proved in the last few years, that he is cold-blooded and would do everything in his power to get the pendant, I would say that he planned to hire a Twenty five year old man, who would show the pendant to Mr Andrew, and after Mr Donovan got what he want, he would kill his henchman. I think that was also what he planned for the man, who once killed your girlfriend.”
“Yes, that’s possibility.” said the Professor, “but how did you know, that he was the undertaker.”
“Simple. You see, if Smiley would have died here, Mr Donovan would have been the last person, who would have seen him before the coffin would have been transported to London for the funeral. I don’t think that anyone in the church would have noticed, that Smiley isn’t wearing his pendant.”
“But why didn’t ‘e poisoned Smiley earlier?”
“A good question Todd, but Mr Donovan must have been sure, that Mr Andrew is in Glasgow at the moment, because he won’t wait to get the heritage. It sounds stupid, and must say it was.
But now let me explain, how he did it.
I would say, the whole thing already started a few days ago. I questioned Amanda about the things that happened on the day on which Smiley went ill. She fortunately mentioned, that she let in a man, who was standing outside in the rain. This man was Kamal, Mr Donovan’s servant and assistant. Amanda said that she never left her compatriot alone in the kitchen, but she wondered, why he asked her if she could give a little present to Smiley. As she asked him why she should do so, he answered, that he brought Smiley a little gift from India. He said that he once met Smiley in India, and that this little something is for him. How would Amanda know, that the mechanism in the glass box, which Kamal gave her, would poison Smiley. I remembered that you’d mentioned “The Dying Detective” in London, Professor, and, as I saw the little wound on Smiley’s hand, Something told me, that the same method of poisoning found it’s use here. Todd and Amanda proved this thought of mine. The light illness that was caused by the box was the first step. The second was to poison Smiley with an injection of various, more deadly poisons.”
“But how? The only injections he received were the one of Dr Stride, and the one I gave him.”
“A good interjection, Doctor. In fact, Smiley WAS poisoned by Dr Stride’s injection. But Dr Stride didn’t know that it wasn’t a medicine. Just remember Dr Stride’s story with the button. At the moment I heard that little anecdote I know what happened: Kamal caused Smiley’s first little illness, and then he collide with Dr Stride, who was on his way to see Smiley, in the village. In that moment, Kamal exchange the Doctor’s medical-bag for a faked one. Mr Stride didn’t noticed what he was given to Smiley. But, I would say, fortunately he lost one of his buttons, which he put into the fake bag. Now after Kamal re-exchanged the bags, Donovan found Mr Strides button in the false bag, so that Kamal had to collide with the Doctor one more time, and put the button in the real bag, isn’t that so, Mr Donovan?!”
“Yes, it is!”, Donovan shouted, “Damned hell! As far as I heard a little, stupid sleuth is working on the case, but you,... You damned little bastard, you’re acting like you are Sherlock Holmes!”
“Well, Surprise!” Holmes sneered, “That’s the name on my Identity Card.”
Donovan was dumbfounded.

Later the night Donovan and his henchman were escorted away by the police.
“I don’t know how I could thank you, Holmes.” the Professor acted a little bit shy after the case was finished, as he, Holmes and Watson where standing on the station in Glasgow.
“Maybe you should just stay away from London and the crime business for a while, and enjoy your holiday here a little while longer than you usually do.”
“Very well, Homes, Fair’s fair….. But you two have got to promise me, that you’re not going to tell anyone about this, do you understand !.”
“Promise!” Holmes and Watson said, as they stepped onto the train.
They looked back at the tall and thin figure of the Professor, as the train left the station.

“From rags to riches, really, that are the right words for this. An interesting case, don’t you think, Watson. But I must confess, that there are still some points I can’t explain.” Holmes said after a while.
“And what’s that, Holmes?”
“For example, what happened to Smiley’s sister Evelyn? Or why did Smiley’s parents had to die?”
“I think, Holmes, only time can tell.”
“Yes, I agree here. There are more things in heaven and earth, than are dreamt of in our philosophy.”