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“
Exactly
.
Our
first
effort
must
be
to
find
who
are
the
tenants
of
Charlington
Hall
.
Then
,
again
,
how
about
the
connection
between
Carruthers
and
Woodley
,
since
they
appear
to
be
men
of
such
a
different
type
?
How
came
they
both
to
be
so
keen
upon
looking
up
Ralph
Smith
’
s
relations
?
One
more
point
.
What
sort
of
a
ménage
is
it
which
pays
double
the
market
price
for
a
governess
but
does
not
keep
a
horse
,
although
six
miles
from
the
station
?
Odd
,
Watson
—
very
odd
!
”
“
You
will
go
down
?
”
“
No
,
my
dear
fellow
,
you
will
go
down
.
This
may
be
some
trifling
intrigue
,
and
I
cannot
break
my
other
important
research
for
the
sake
of
it
.
On
Monday
you
will
arrive
early
at
Farnham
;
you
will
conceal
yourself
near
Charlington
Heath
;
you
will
observe
these
facts
for
yourself
,
and
act
as
your
own
judgment
advises
.
Then
,
having
inquired
as
to
the
occupants
of
the
Hall
,
you
will
come
back
to
me
and
report
.
And
now
,
Watson
,
not
another
word
of
the
matter
until
we
have
a
few
solid
stepping
-
stones
on
which
we
may
hope
to
get
across
to
our
solution
.
”
We
had
ascertained
from
the
lady
that
she
went
down
upon
the
Monday
by
the
train
which
leaves
Waterloo
at
9
:
50
,
so
I
started
early
and
caught
the
9
:
13
.
At
Farnham
Station
I
had
no
difficulty
in
being
directed
to
Charlington
Heath
.
It
was
impossible
to
mistake
the
scene
of
the
young
lady
’
s
adventure
,
for
the
road
runs
between
the
open
heath
on
one
side
and
an
old
yew
hedge
upon
the
other
,
surrounding
a
park
which
is
studded
with
magnificent
trees
.
There
was
a
main
gateway
of
lichen
-
studded
stone
,
each
side
pillar
surmounted
by
mouldering
heraldic
emblems
,
but
besides
this
central
carriage
drive
I
observed
several
points
where
there
were
gaps
in
the
hedge
and
paths
leading
through
them
.
The
house
was
invisible
from
the
road
,
but
the
surroundings
all
spoke
of
gloom
and
decay
.
The
heath
was
covered
with
golden
patches
of
flowering
gorse
,
gleaming
magnificently
in
the
light
of
the
bright
spring
sunshine
.
Behind
one
of
these
clumps
I
took
up
my
position
,
so
as
to
command
both
the
gateway
of
the
Hall
and
a
long
stretch
of
the
road
upon
either
side
.
It
had
been
deserted
when
I
left
it
,
but
now
I
saw
a
cyclist
riding
down
it
from
the
opposite
direction
to
that
in
which
I
had
come
.
He
was
clad
in
a
dark
suit
,
and
I
saw
that
he
had
a
black
beard
.
On
reaching
the
end
of
the
Charlington
grounds
,
he
sprang
from
his
machine
and
led
it
through
a
gap
in
the
hedge
,
disappearing
from
my
view
.
A
quarter
of
an
hour
passed
,
and
then
a
second
cyclist
appeared
.
This
time
it
was
the
young
lady
coming
from
the
station
.
I
saw
her
look
about
her
as
she
came
to
the
Charlington
hedge
.
An
instant
later
the
man
emerged
from
his
hiding
-
place
,
sprang
upon
his
cycle
,
and
followed
her
.
In
all
the
broad
landscape
those
were
the
only
moving
figures
,
the
graceful
girl
sitting
very
straight
upon
her
machine
,
and
the
man
behind
her
bending
low
over
his
handle
-
bar
with
a
curiously
furtive
suggestion
in
every
movement
.
She
looked
back
at
him
and
slowed
her
pace
.
He
slowed
also
.
She
stopped
.
He
at
once
stopped
,
too
,
keeping
two
hundred
yards
behind
her
.
Her
next
movement
was
as
unexpected
as
it
was
spirited
.
She
suddenly
whisked
her
wheels
round
and
dashed
straight
at
him
.
He
was
as
quick
as
she
,
however
,
and
darted
off
in
desperate
flight
.
Presently
she
came
back
up
the
road
again
,
her
head
haughtily
in
the
air
,
not
deigning
to
take
any
further
notice
of
her
silent
attendant
.
He
had
turned
also
,
and
still
kept
his
distance
until
the
curve
of
the
road
hid
them
from
my
sight
.
I
remained
in
my
hiding
-
place
,
and
it
was
well
that
I
did
so
,
for
presently
the
man
reappeared
,
cycling
slowly
back
.
He
turned
in
at
the
Hall
gates
,
and
dismounted
from
his
machine
.
For
some
minutes
I
could
see
him
standing
among
the
trees
.
His
hands
were
raised
,
and
he
seemed
to
be
settling
his
necktie
.
Then
he
mounted
his
cycle
,
and
rode
away
from
me
down
the
drive
towards
the
Hall
.
I
ran
across
the
heath
and
peered
through
the
trees
.
Far
away
I
could
catch
glimpses
of
the
old
grey
building
with
its
bristling
Tudor
chimneys
,
but
the
drive
ran
through
a
dense
shrubbery
,
and
I
saw
no
more
of
my
man
.
However
,
it
seemed
to
me
that
I
had
done
a
fairly
good
morning
’
s
work
,
and
I
walked
back
in
high
spirits
to
Farnham
.
The
local
house
agent
could
tell
me
nothing
about
Charlington
Hall
,
and
referred
me
to
a
well
-
known
firm
in
Pall
Mall
.
