On the sign:
The Solitary Cyclist
Grotesque and bizarre rather than dangerous, thinks Watson.
Holmes dissents, but they are too late to stop an open-air-wedding where the priest carries a revolver as well as a Prayer book. Their client is the piteously reluctant bride. ’She’s my wife’, cries the odious bridegroom. ’No, she’s your widow’ is the reply, reinforced by a shot.