The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1902-09-07


..That We should have heard his
screams-my God those screams.-and
vet have been unable to save him. Where
is this brute of a hound which drove nm
to his death? may be lurking among
these rocks at this instant. And staple
ton. where is he? He shall answer for
this deed"
"He shall. I will see to that. Uncle
and nephew have been murdered-the
one frightened to death by the very slsht
of a beast which he thought to be super
natural. the other driven to his emo III
his wild flight to escape from It BUT
now we have to prove the connection pc
tween the man and the beast save
from what we heard. we cannot even
swear to the existence of the latter, since
Sir Henry has evidently died from the
fail. But. by heavens. cunning as he
is the fellow shall be in my power pe-
fore another day is past!
We stood with bitter hearts on e.the,
side of the 1nangled body, overwhelmed
Nv this sudden and irrevocable disaster
which had brought all our long ana weary
lao to SO piteous an end Then, as tue
moon rose we climbed to the top Gil tie
rot ks over which our poor friend hdu
fallen. and from the summit we SstHeu
ont over the shadowy moor, hait siiNer
and half gloom. Far away, mlies OH, III
th.a direction of Grimpen q. single steady
valIow light was shining. II could only
come frurr the lonaly abode of the sta
pletons With a bitter cuse L shook my
fist at it as Gazed.
why should we not seize EIm at
once?'
.sOur case is not complete The fellow
is wary and cunning to the last degree
It is not what we know. but what we can
prove. II we make one false move the
villain may escape us yet.
What can we do2''
There will he plenty for us to do to-
morrow Tonight we can only perform
the last offices to our poor friend
10 sether we made our way down the
precipitous slope and approached the body,
black and clear against the silvered stones
The agony of those contorted limbs struck
me with a spasm Of pain and blurred my
eyes with tears.
we must send for help, Holmes. We
cannot carry him all the way to the Hall
Good heavens, arc You made?
He had uttered a cry and bent over the
body. Now ne was dancing and laugh
ing and wringinS my hand. Could this
be my stern. self contained friend These
We're hidden fires. indeed,
"a beard A beard! The man has
beardt'
"A beard
cit is not the baronet-tt is-wlly. It IS
my neighbour the convict.
With fevelfsh haste we had turned the
body over and that dripping beard was
pointing up to the cold clear moon. There
could be no doubt about the beetling fore
head the stmllen animal eyes. It was
indeed. the same face which had glared
upon me in the light of the candle from
over the rocl-the face of Selden, the
criminal
Then il IN instant it was clear to me.
remembered how the baronet had told
mo that he had handed his old ward
robe to Barrymore. Barrymore had pass
ed it on in order TO help Seldeu in his
escape. Boots, shirt, capt was ali Sir
Hcnry's. The tragedy was still black
enough but this man had at least de-
served death by the laws Of his country.
l told Holmes how the matter stood my
f?oart bubhling over with thankfulness and
joy.
"rhen the clothes have been the poor
devils death" said he. "It is clear enough
that the hound has been laid on from
some article of Sir Henry's-the boot
which was distracted in the hotel. in all
probability-and so ran this man down.
There is one very singular thing, how
ever: How came Selden, in the darkness,
to know that the hound was on his tIaii?'
lie heard him.
ITO hear a hound upon the moor would
not work a hard man like this convict
into such a paroNysm of terror that he
would risk recapture by screaming wild
~ for help BY his cries he must have
run long way after he knew the animal
was on his track. How did he know?
~ greater mystery to me is why this
hound, presumins that all our cGnjectures
are correct"
81 presume nothing
well. then, why this hound should be
loose tonight. I suppose that it does
not always run loose upon the moor.