Holmes would not listen to such fancies, and I am his agent. But facts are facts, and I have twice heard this crying upon the moor.
Let Holmes know all about it at once. It will give him the clue for which he has been seeking. I am much mistaken if it does not bring him down.
With tingling nerves, but a fixed purpose, I sat in the dark recess of the hut and waited with somber patience for the coming of its tenant.
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