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“
Not
more
than
two
miles
to
the
Hall
gates
.
That
’
s
the
road
to
the
left
.
”
He
watched
us
with
sullen
eyes
until
we
had
left
his
premises
.
We
did
not
go
very
far
along
the
road
,
for
Holmes
stopped
the
instant
that
the
curve
hid
us
from
the
landlord
’
s
view
.
“
We
were
warm
,
as
the
children
say
,
at
that
inn
,
”
said
he
.
“
I
seem
to
grow
colder
every
step
that
I
take
away
from
it
.
No
,
no
,
I
can
’
t
possibly
leave
it
.
”
“
I
am
convinced
,
”
said
I
,
“
that
this
Reuben
Hayes
knows
all
about
it
.
A
more
self
-
evident
villain
I
never
saw
.
”
“
Oh
!
he
impressed
you
in
that
way
,
did
he
?
There
are
the
horses
,
there
is
the
smithy
.
Yes
,
it
is
an
interesting
place
,
this
Fighting
Cock
.
I
think
we
shall
have
another
look
at
it
in
an
unobtrusive
way
.
”
A
long
,
sloping
hillside
,
dotted
with
grey
limestone
boulders
,
stretched
behind
us
.
We
had
turned
off
the
road
,
and
were
making
our
way
up
the
hill
,
when
,
looking
in
the
direction
of
Holdernesse
Hall
,
I
saw
a
cyclist
coming
swiftly
along
.
“
Get
down
,
Watson
!
”
cried
Holmes
,
with
a
heavy
hand
upon
my
shoulder
.
We
had
hardly
sunk
from
view
when
the
man
flew
past
us
on
the
road
.
Amid
a
rolling
cloud
of
dust
,
I
caught
a
glimpse
of
a
pale
,
agitated
face
—
a
face
with
horror
in
every
lineament
,
the
mouth
open
,
the
eyes
staring
wildly
in
front
.
It
was
like
some
strange
caricature
of
the
dapper
James
Wilder
whom
we
had
seen
the
night
before
.
“
The
Duke
’
s
secretary
!
”
cried
Holmes
.
“
Come
,
Watson
,
let
us
see
what
he
does
.
”
We
scrambled
from
rock
to
rock
,
until
in
a
few
moments
we
had
made
our
way
to
a
point
from
which
we
could
see
the
front
door
of
the
inn
.
Wilder
’
s
bicycle
was
leaning
against
the
wall
beside
it
.
No
one
was
moving
about
the
house
,
nor
could
we
catch
a
glimpse
of
any
faces
at
the
windows
.
Slowly
the
twilight
crept
down
as
the
sun
sank
behind
the
high
towers
of
Holdernesse
Hall
.
Then
,
in
the
gloom
,
we
saw
the
two
side
-
lamps
of
a
trap
light
up
in
the
stable
-
yard
of
the
inn
,
and
shortly
afterwards
heard
the
rattle
of
hoofs
,
as
it
wheeled
out
into
the
road
and
tore
off
at
a
furious
pace
in
the
direction
of
Chesterfield
.
