could　say　no　more；　as　the　affairs　of　his　clients　were　not　matters
  which　he　could　discuss。
  Mr。　Sherlock　Holmes　listened　with　attention　to　the　long　report　which
  I　was　able　to　present　to　him　that　evening；　but　it　did　not　elicit
  that　word　of　curt　praise　which　I　had　hoped　for　and　should　have　valued。
  On　the　contrary；　his　austere　face　was　even　more　severe　than　usual　as
  he　commented　upon　the　things　that　I　had　done　and　the　things　that　I　had
  not。
  〃Your　hiding…place；　my　dear　Watson；　was　very　faulty。　You　should　have
  been　behind　the　hedge；　then　you　would　have　had　a　close　view　of　this
  interesting　person。　As　it　is；　you　were　some　hundreds　of　yards　away　and
  can　tell　me　even　less　than　Miss　Smith。　She　thinks　she　does　not　know
  the　man；　I　am　convinced　she　does。　Why；　otherwise；　should　he　be　so
  desperately　anxious　that　she　should　not　get　so　near　him　as　to　see
  his　features？　You　describe　him　as　bending　over　the　handle…bar。
  Concealment　again；　you　see。　You　really　have　done　remarkably　badly。
  He　returns　to　the　house；　and　you　want　to　find　out　who　he　is。　You
  come　to　a　London　house　agent！〃
  〃What　should　I　have　done？〃　I　cried；　with　some　heat。
  〃Gone　to　the　nearest　public…house。　That　is　the　centre　of　country
  gossip。　They　would　have　told　you　every　name；　from　the　master　to　the
  scullery…maid。　Williamson？　It　conveys　nothing　to　my　mind。　If　he　is
  an　elderly　man　he　is　not　this　active　cyclist　who　sprints　away　from
  that　young　lady's　athletic　pursuit。　What　have　we　gained　by　your
  expedition？　The　knowledge　that　the　girl's　story　is　true。　I　never
  doubted　it。　That　there　is　a　connection　between　the　cyclist　and　the
  Hall。　I　never　doubted　that　either。　That　the　Hall　is　tenanted　by
  Williamson。　Who's　the　better　for　that？　Well；　well；　my　dear　sir；
  don't　look　so　depressed。　We　can　do　little　more　until　next　Saturday；
  and　in　the　meantime　I　may　make　one　or　two　inquiries　myself。〃
  Next　morning；　we　had　a　note　from　Miss　Smith；　recounting　shortly
  and　accurately　the　very　incidents　which　I　had　seen；　but　the　pith　of
  the　letter　lay　in　the　postscript：
  I　am　sure　that　you　will　respect　my　confidence；　Mr。　Holmes；　when　I
  tell　you　that　my　place　here　has　become　difficult；　owing　to　the　fact
  that　my　employer　has　proposed　marriage　to　me。　I　am　convinced　that
  his　feelings　are　most　deep　and　most　honourable。　At　the　same　time；　my
  promise　is　of　course　given。　He　took　my　refusal　very　seriously；　but
  also　very　gently。　You　can　understand；　however；　that　the　situation　is　a
  little　strained。
  〃Our　young　friend　seems　to　be　getting　into　deep　waters；〃　said　Holmes；
  thoughtfully；　as　he　finished　the　letter。　〃The　case　certainly
  presents　more　features　of　interest　and　more　possibility　of　development
  than　I　had　originally　thought。　I　should　be　none　the　worse　for　a　quiet；
  peaceful　day　in　the　country；　and　I　am　inclined　to　run　down　this
  afternoon　and　test　one　or　two　theories　which　I　have　formed。〃
  Holmes's　quiet　day　in　the　country　had　a　singular　termination；　for　he
  arrived　at　Baker　Street　late　in　the　evening；　with　a　cut　lip　and　a
  discoloured　lump　upon　his　forehead；　besides　a　general　air　of
  dissipation　which　would　have　made　his　own　person　the　fitting　object　of
  a　Scotland　Yard　investigation。　He　was　immensely　tickled　by　his　own
  adventures　and　laughed　heartily　as　be　recounted　them。
  〃I　get　so　little　active　exercise　that　it　is　always　a　treat〃　said　he。
  〃You　are　aware　that　I　have　some　proficiency　in　the　good　old　British
  sport　of　boxing。　Occasionally；　it　is　of　service；　to…day；　for
  example；　I　should　have　come　to　very　ignominious　grief　without　it。〃
  I　begged　him　to　tell　me　what　had　occurred。
  〃I　found　that　country　pub　which　I　had　already　recommended　to　your
  notice；　and　there　I　made　my　discreet　inquiries。　I　was　in　the　bar；
  and　a　garrulous　landlord　was　giving　me　all　that　I　wanted。　Williamson
  is　a　white…bearded　man；　and　he　lives　alone　with　a　small　staff　of
  servants　at　the　Hall。　There　is　some　rumor　that　he　is　or　has　been　a
  clergyman；　but　one　or　two　incidents　of　his　short　residence　at　the　Hall
  struck　me　as　peculiarly　unecclesiastical。　I　have　already　made　some
  inquiries　at　a　clerical　agency；　and　they　tell　me　that　there　was　a
  man　of　that　name　in　orders；　whose　career　has　been　a　singularly　dark
  one。　The　landlord　further　informed　me　that　there　are　usually　weekend
  visitors…　‘a　warm　lot；　sir'…　at　the　Hall；　and　especially　one　gentleman
  with　a　red　moustache；　Mr。　Woodley　by　name；　who　was　always　there。　We
  had　got　as　far　as　this；　when　who　should　walk　in　but　the　gentleman
  himself；　who　had　been　drinking　his　beer　in　the　tap…room　and　had
  heard　the　whole　conversation。　Who　was　I？　What　did　I　want？　What　did　I
  mean　by　asking　questions？　He　had　a　fine　flow　of　language；　and　his
  adjectives　were　very　vigorous。　He　ended　a　string　of　abuse　by　a　vicious
  backhander；　which　I　failed　to　entirely　avoid。　The　next　few　minutes
  were　delicious。　It　was　a　straight　left　against　a　slogging　ruffian。　I
  emerged　as　you　see　me。　Mr。　Woodley　went　home　in　a　cart。　So　ended　my
  country　trip；　and　it　must　be　confessed　that；　however　enjoyable；　my　day
  on　the　Surrey　border　has　not　been　much　more　profitable　than　your　own。〃
  The　Thursday　brought　us　another　letter　from　our　client。
  You　will　not　be　surprised；　Mr。　Holmes　＇said　she＇　to　hear　that　I　am
  leaving　Mr。　Carruthers's　employment。　Even　the　high　pay　cannot
  reconcile　me　to　the　discomforts　of　my　situation。　On　Saturday　I　come　up
  to　town；　and　I　do　not　intend　to　return。　Mr。　Carruthers　has　got　a　trap；
  and　so　the　dangers　of　the　lonely　road；　if　there　ever　were　any　dangers；
  are　now　over。
  As　to　the　special　cause　of　my　leaving；　it　is　not　merely　the　strained
  situation　with　Mr。　Carruthers；　but　it　is　the　reappearance　of　that
  odious　man；　Mr。　Woodley。　He　was　always　hideous；　but　he　looks　more
  awful　than　ever　now；　for　he　appears　to　have　had　an　accident　and　he
  is　much　disfigured。　I　saw　him　out　of　the　window；　but　I　am　glad　to
  say　I　did　not　meet　him。　He　had　a　long　talk　with　Mr。　Carruthers；　who
  seemed　much　excited　afterwards。　Woodley　must　be　staying　in　the
  neighbourhood；　for　he　did　not　sleep　here；　and　yet　I　caught　a　glimpse
  of　him　again　this　morning；　slinking　about　in　the　shrubbery。　I　would
  sooner　have　a　savage　wild　animal　loose　about　the　place。　I　loathe　and
  fear　him　more　than　I　can　say。　How　can　Mr。　Carruthers　endure　such　a
  creature　for　a　moment？　However；　all　my　troubles　will　be　over　on
  Saturday。
  〃So　I　trust；　Watson；　so　I　trust〃　said　Holmes；　gravely。　〃There　is
  some　deep　intrigue　going　on　round　that　little　woman；　and　it　is　our
  duty　to　see　that　no　one　molests　her　upon　that　last　journey。　I　think；
  Watson；　that　we　must　spare　time　to　run　down　together　on　Saturday
  morning　and　make　sure　that　this　curious　and　inclusive　investigation
  has　no　untoward　ending。〃
  I　confess　that　I　had　not　up　to　now　taken　a　very　serious　view　of
  the　case；　which　had　seemed　to　me　rather　grotesque　and　bizarre　than
  dangerous。　That　a　man　should　lie　in　wait　for　and　follow　a　very
  handsome　woman　is　no　unheard…of　thing；　and　if　he　has　so　little
  audacity　that　he　not　only　dared　not　address　her；　but　even　fled　from
  her　approach；　he　was　not　a　very　formidable　assailant。　The　ruffian
  Woodley　was　a　very　different　person；　but；　except　on　one　occasion；　he
  had　not　molested　our　client；　and　now　he　visited　the　house　of
  Carruthers　without　intruding　upon　her　presence。　The　man　on　the　bicycle
  was　doubtless　a　member　of　those　week…end　parties　at　the　Hall　of
  which　the　publican　had　spoken；　but　who　he　was；　or　what　he　wanted；
  was　as　obscure　as　ever。　It　was　the　severity　of　Holmes's　manner　and　the
  fact　that　he　slipped　a　revolver　into　his　pocket　before　leaving　our
  rooms　which　impressed　me　with　the　feeling　that　tragedy　might　prove
  to　lurk　behind　this　curious　train　of　events。
  A　rainy　night　had　been　followed　by　a　glorious　morning；　and　the
  heath…covered　countryside；　with　the　glowing　clumps　of　flowering　gorse；
  seemed　all　the　more　beautiful　to　eyes　which　were　weary　of　the　duns　and
  drabs　and　slate　grays　of　London。　Holmes　and　I　walked　along　the
  broad；　sandy　road　inhaling　the　fresh　morning　air　and　rejoicing　in
  the　music　of　the　birds　and　the　fresh　breath　of　the　spring。　From　a　rise
  of　the　road　on　the　shoulder　of　Crooksbury　Hill；　we　could　see　the
  grim　Hall　bristling　out　from　amidst　the　ancient　oaks；　which；　old　as
  they　were；　were　still　younger　than　the　building　which　they　surrounded。
  Holmes　pointed　down　the　long　tract　of　road　which　wound；　a　reddish
  yellow　band；　between　the　brown　of　the　heath　and　the　budding　green　of
  the　woods。　Far　away；　a　black　dot；　we　could　see　a　vehicle　moving　in　our
  direction。　Holmes　gave　an　exclamation　of　impatience。
  〃I　have　given　a　margin　of　half　an　hour；〃　said　he。　〃If　that　is　her
  trap；　she　must　be　making　for　the　earlier　train。　I　fear；　Watson；　that
  she　will　be　past　Charlington　before　we　can　possibly　meet　her。〃
  From　the　instant　that　we　passed　the　rise；　we　could　no　longer　see　the
  vehicle；　but　we　hastened　onward　at　such　a　pace　that　my　sedentary
  life　began　to　tell　upon　me；　and　I　was　compelled　to　fall　behind。
  Holmes；　however；　was　always　in　training；　for　he　had　inexhaustible
  stores　of　nervous　energy　upon　which　to　draw。　His　springy　step　never
  slowed