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"
But
I
understand
that
it
is
something
more
modern
and
practical
upon
which
you
wish
to
consult
me
?
"
"
Most
modern
.
A
most
practical
,
pressing
matter
,
which
must
be
decided
within
twenty-four
hours
.
But
the
manuscript
is
short
and
is
intimately
connected
with
the
affair
.
With
your
permission
I
will
read
it
to
you
.
"
Holmes
leaned
back
in
his
chair
,
placed
his
finger-tips
together
,
and
closed
his
eyes
,
with
an
air
of
resignation
.
Dr.
Mortimer
turned
the
manuscript
to
the
light
and
read
in
a
high
,
cracking
voice
the
following
curious
,
old-world
narrative
:
--
"
Of
the
origin
of
the
Hound
of
the
Baskervilles
there
have
been
many
statements
,
yet
as
I
come
in
a
direct
line
from
Hugo
Baskerville
,
and
as
I
had
the
story
from
my
father
,
who
also
had
it
from
his
,
I
have
set
it
down
with
all
belief
that
it
occurred
even
as
is
here
set
forth
.
And
I
would
have
you
believe
,
my
sons
,
that
the
same
Justice
which
punishes
sin
may
also
most
graciously
forgive
it
,
and
that
no
ban
is
so
heavy
but
that
by
prayer
and
repentance
it
may
be
removed
.
Learn
then
from
this
story
not
to
fear
the
fruits
of
the
past
,
but
rather
to
be
circumspect
in
the
future
,
that
those
foul
passions
whereby
our
family
has
suffered
so
grievously
may
not
again
be
loosed
to
our
undoing
.
"
Know
then
that
in
the
time
of
the
Great
Rebellion
(
the
history
of
which
by
the
learned
Lord
Clarendon
I
most
earnestly
commend
to
your
attention
)
this
Manor
of
Baskerville
was
held
by
Hugo
of
that
name
,
nor
can
it
be
gainsaid
that
he
was
a
most
wild
,
profane
,
and
godless
man
.
This
,
in
truth
,
his
neighbours
might
have
pardoned
,
seeing
that
saints
have
never
flourished
in
those
parts
,
but
there
was
in
him
a
certain
wanton
and
cruel
humour
which
made
his
name
a
byword
through
the
West
.
It
chanced
that
this
Hugo
came
to
love
(
if
,
indeed
,
so
dark
a
passion
may
be
known
under
so
bright
a
name
)
the
daughter
of
a
yeoman
who
held
lands
near
the
Baskerville
estate
.
But
the
young
maiden
,
being
discreet
and
of
good
repute
,
would
ever
avoid
him
,
for
she
feared
his
evil
name
.
So
it
came
to
pass
that
one
Michaelmas
this
Hugo
,
with
five
or
six
of
his
idle
and
wicked
companions
,
stole
down
upon
the
farm
and
carried
off
the
maiden
,
her
father
and
brothers
being
from
home
,
as
he
well
knew
.
When
they
had
brought
her
to
the
Hall
the
maiden
was
placed
in
an
upper
chamber
,
while
Hugo
and
his
friends
sat
down
to
a
long
carouse
,
as
was
their
nightly
custom
.
Now
,
the
poor
lass
upstairs
was
like
to
have
her
wits
turned
at
the
singing
and
shouting
and
terrible
oaths
which
came
up
to
her
from
below
,
for
they
say
that
the
words
used
by
Hugo
Baskerville
,
when
he
was
in
wine
,
were
such
as
might
blast
the
man
who
said
them
.
At
last
in
the
stress
of
her
fear
she
did
that
which
might
have
daunted
the
bravest
or
most
active
man
,
for
by
the
aid
of
the
growth
of
ivy
which
covered
(
and
still
covers
)
the
south
wall
she
came
down
from
under
the
eaves
,
and
so
homeward
across
the
moor
,
there
being
three
leagues
betwixt
the
Hall
and
her
father
's
farm
.
"
It
chanced
that
some
little
time
later
Hugo
left
his
guests
to
carry
food
and
drink
--
with
other
worse
things
,
perchance
--
to
his
captive
,
and
so
found
the
cage
empty
and
the
bird
escaped
.
Then
,
as
it
would
seem
,
he
became
as
one
that
hath
a
devil
,
for
,
rushing
down
the
stairs
into
the
dining-hall
,
he
sprang
upon
the
great
table
,
flagons
and
trenchers
flying
before
him
,
and
he
cried
aloud
before
all
the
company
that
he
would
that
very
night
render
his
body
and
soul
to
the
Powers
of
Evil
if
he
might
but
overtake
the
wench
.
And
while
the
revellers
stood
aghast
at
the
fury
of
the
man
,
one
more
wicked
or
,
it
may
be
,
more
drunken
than
the
rest
,
cried
out
that
they
should
put
the
hounds
upon
her
.
Whereat
Hugo
ran
from
the
house
,
crying
to
his
grooms
that
they
should
saddle
his
mare
and
unkennel
the
pack
,
and
giving
the
hounds
a
kerchief
of
the
maid
's
,
he
swung
them
to
the
line
,
and
so
off
full
cry
in
the
moonlight
over
the
moor
.
"
Now
,
for
some
space
the
revellers
stood
agape
,
unable
to
understand
all
that
had
been
done
in
such
haste
.
But
anon
their
bemused
wits
awoke
to
the
nature
of
the
deed
which
was
like
to
be
done
upon
the
moorlands
.
Everything
was
now
in
an
uproar
,
some
calling
for
their
pistols
,
some
for
their
horses
,
and
some
for
another
flask
of
wine
.
But
at
length
some
sense
came
back
to
their
crazed
minds
,
and
the
whole
of
them
,
thirteen
in
number
,
took
horse
and
started
in
pursuit
.
The
moon
shone
clear
above
them
,
and
they
rode
swiftly
abreast
,
taking
that
course
which
the
maid
must
needs
have
taken
if
she
were
to
reach
her
own
home
.
