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Mr. Holmes. Well, now that Dr. Mortimer has told you everything, what have you decided?
Henry Baskerville. To go there, of course.
Mr. Holmes. Good, that's what I thought you'd say.
Henry Baskerville. And if Dr. Mortimer would only guarantee that this supernatural hound of his would really appear, I'm all the ready.
Dr. Mortimer. Oh, don't say that, my boy.
Henry Baskerville. Sounds like a bogy story they tell kids to frighten them at night, isn't it, Mr. Holmes?
Mr. Holmes. Yes, rather. It might interest you to know, however, that you were shadowed from my house.
Dr. Mortimer. Shadowed?
Mr. Holmes. Yes, and probably have been ever since you arrived in London.
Henry Baskerville. By whom?
Mr. Holmes. I don't know. A man in a hansom. He must have seen me run after him and had the cabbie dash off.
Mr. Holmes. Oh, by the by. Did you ever discover your mislaid boot?
Henry Baskerville. No. Hello. The brown one's here, but one of the black one's gone. I'll ring for the chambermaid, perhaps she can explain.
Mr. Holmes. Yes, do.
Henry Baskerville. Now, why should anyone want to take an odd boot and then exchange a brand new one for an old one?
Dr. Mortimer. Can you explain it, Mr. Holmes?
Mr. Holmes. No, no, I can't. Come in?
The chambermaid. Did you ring, sir?
Henry Baskerville. Yes, about that boot of mine?
The chambermaid. Oh, I haven't found it yet, sir. I've made inquiries all over the hotel.
Henry Baskerville. Well, it's back, the brown one, but now one of my black one is gone.
The chambermaid. Oh, sir, that is odd.
Mr. Holmes. Who else except yourself has access to this apartment?
The chambermaid. Only the housekeeper, sir, and she wouldn't do a thing like that.
Mr. Holmes. No, no, no, of course not.
The chambermaid. I'm terribly sorry, sir, I'll do my best to find your boot.
Henry Baskerville. All right, thanks.
The chambermaid. Oh…
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Dr. Watson. Good evening, gentlemen.
Dr. Mortimer. Good evening, Dr. Watson.
Dr. Watson. I've got him. Come on in, Clayton. Come this way. This is John Clayton, No. 2704.
Clayton. How do you do?
Mr. Holmes. How do you do, Clayton? Won't you sit down? Won't keep you long, it's good of you to come.
Clayton. Thank you, sir.
Mr. Holmes. I wish you'd tell us who your fare was that watched a certain house on Baker Street this evening and later followed these two gentlemen?
Clayton. Well, you know as much as I do, sir.
Mr. Holmes. Not quite as much, I hope.
Clayton.The gent said as though he was a detective, sir.
Mr. Holmes. Oh, he did?
Clayton. Yes, sir.
Mr. Holmes. How would you describe this gentleman, Clayton?
Clayton. Well, he was I supposed about 35 years of age and dressed like a toff. Had a small black beard.
Mr. Holmes. Color of his eyes?
Clayton. I can't say, sir.
Mr. Holmes. I see. When did he tell you that he was a detective?
Clayton. At the station, sir, when he give me the two guineas what he'd promised me.
Mr. Holmes. Did he tell you his name?
Clayton. Yes, sir.
Mr. Holmes. What did he say it was?
Clayton. Sherlock Holmes.
Mr. Holmes. What?
Clayton. Well, that's the name what he gave me, sir. Sherlock Holmes.
Mr. Holmes. Well, whoever it is at least has a sense of humor. Here, Clayton, here's something for your trouble.
Clayton. Thank you, sir. Thank you kindly, sir. Is there anything else I can tell you, sir?
Mr. Holmes. Nothing at all, I think.
Clayton. Alright sir, good day, sir.
Mr. Holmes. Good day.
Clayton. Good day, gentlemen.
12.
Dr. Mortimer. Well, Mr. Holmes, have we progressed, do you think?
Mr. Holmes. Perhaps. Now, tell me, Sir Henry, when were you planning to go down to Dartmoor?
Henry Baskerville. Immediately, tomorrow. I'm really awfully keen to see the old place.
Dr. Mortimer. You'll accompany us, Mr. Holmes?
Mr. Holmes. I'd like to very much, Dr. Mortimer, but unfortunately I have some rather pressing business here in London.
Henry Baskerville. Of course, there's no need. Please don't think me ungrateful, Dr. Mortimer, I do appreciate your concern for me. But this story of the hound, it's nonsense. As for that silly letter and all the rest of it, I'm sure it can all quite easily be explained.
Mr. Holmes. I quite agree with you, Sir Henry. All the same, if you don't mind, I'd like to ask Dr. Watson to go down with you.
Dr. Watson. What's that?
Mr. Holmes. If you don't mind, Watson.
Henry Baskerville. Gladly, if you care to come?
Dr. Watson. Of course, I'll be delighted.
Henry Baskerville. Good.
Dr. Mortimer. Oh, thank you, thank you, Dr. Watson. And thank you, sir.
Henry Baskerville. Then we'll stalk the hound together.
Mr. Holmes. Don't take it too lightly, Sir Henry. Well, I must be going.
Dr. Mortimer. Mr. Holmes?
Mr. Holmes. Yes, Dr. Mortimer.
Dr. Mortimer. About that person calling himself "Sherlock Holmes"?
Mr. Holmes. Very interesting, Dr. Mortimer.
Dr. Mortimer. You would, um..
Mr. Holmes. Keep me posted, Watson, write me daily reports.
Dr. Watson. To the smallest detail, Holmes.
Mr. Holmes. Fine. I give him into your care, Sir Henry. Guard him well. Good night.
Dr. Watson. Guard me well? I like that.
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Dr. Mortimer. Here we are, Sir Henry, on famous Dartmoor, and what a history it has. You see those rocks over there. Actually they're stone houses built by Neolithic men, 50-100 thousand years ago.
Henry Baskerville. You don't suppose the Baskervilles go back that far.
Dr. Mortimer. And over there, beyond that hill, those dark spots. That's the Great Grimpen Mire, as treacherous a molass as exists anywhere. Thousands of lives have been sucked down into its bottomless depths.
Dr. Watson. Cheerful little spot.
Henry Baskerville. But fascinating.
Dr. Mortimer. Oh, it is, Sir Henry, and mysterious. No wonder the people about here have such odd beliefs. Some will tell you that nothing really ever dies up on the moor. And after time one gets to believe it.
Dr. Watson. Really?
Henry Baskerville. Do you believe that?
Dr. Mortimer. Of course not. If I believed all the legends about this place, I wouldn't live here. I wouldn't have the courage.
Dr. Mortimer. And now, if you look, Baskerville Hall, the home of your ancestors, Sir Henry.
Dr. Mortimer. How are you, Barryman?
Barryman. Very well, thank you, sir.
Dr. Watson. Thank you.
Dr. Mortimer. This is Barryman, the butler, Sir Henry, and Mrs. Barryman.
Barryman. Welcome, Sir Henry, welcome to Baskerville Hall.
Henry Baskerville. Thank you.
Dr. Mortimer. Barryman was with your uncle most of his life, as was his father before him.
Henry Baskerville. Well, I hope you'll be just as happy here with me.
Mrs. Barryman. Thank you, Sir Henry.
Henry Baskerville. Baskerville Hall.
Dr. Mortimer. And just as it's always been, Sir Henry, your uncle did some modernizing upstairs, ...but down here nothing has been added or taken away since Sir Hugo's time.
Dr. Watson. Well, I wouldn't say it's the most cheerful spot I've ever seen.
Barryman. I beg your pardon, sir. What time do you wish dinner served, sir?
Henry Baskerville. Early I think, Dr. Mortimer has to drive home. Tell the coachman to have the carriage ready after dinner.
Barryman. I'll tell him, sir. And now, I suppose you'd like to freshen up. There's hot water
in your room, sir. I'll show the way.
Henry Baskerville. Thank you.
Barryman. Be careful, sir, these steps are a bit in need of repair.
14.
Henry Baskerville. I didn't want to startle you. I thought you might be asleep.
Dr. Watson. What is it?
Henry Baskerville. Come quickly, someone's prowling around.
Henry Baskerville. What are you doing, Barryman?
Barryman. Oh, nothing, sir, it was the window.
Dr. Watson. The window?
Barryman. Yes, sir, I was just seeing that it was fastened.
Henry Baskerville. Well, does it matter whether it's fastened or not, the window on the second floor?
Barryman. I go around every night, seeing that they're fastened. Sir Charles always insisted upon it.
Dr. Watson. Well, that sounds reasonable enough.
Henry Baskerville. Well, if it's properly fastened now, Barryman, you can get back to bed.
Barryman. Yes, sir, thank you.
Dr. Watson. Do you see anything?
Henry Baskerville. Nothing. Nothing except the pinpoint of light a long way off, over there by the crags.
Dr. Watson. Well, keep your eye on that point of light, and tell me what happens. Yeah. Do you see anything now?
Henry Baskerville. It's gone now. There it is again, and there it goes.
Dr. Watson. Just as I thought. Barryman was signaling someone. Come on, get some clothes. We'll find on.
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