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But the bicycle?" 1 objected.

quite 80. We will come to the bi.
cycle presently. To continue our rea.
sonine: If these people did not go by
the road they must have traversed tbs
country to the north Of the house OF
Ia the south of the house. That is cer-
tain. Let US weigh the n agains,
the other. ON the south of the house
u. as you perceive. Il large district OF
arabic land, cut up into small fields,
with stone wall between them. There,
| admit That Il bicycle is Impossible.
We can dismiss the idea. We turn To
the country on the north. Here lies a
grove OF trees. marked as the Ragged
shaw and on the farther side stretch
cs Il great rolling moor. Lower Gill
Moor. extending for ten miles and slop-
ing gradually upwards. Here. at one
side OF this Wilderness, is fIoldrrnesse
nan ton miles by road. but only SIX
across the moor. 1t is a peculiarly
4 desolAte plain. A few moor farmers
have siIall holdings, where they rear
sheep ana cattle. Except these, the
ploNer and the cu.lew are the only in
habitants until you come to the Chess
terfield RICH road. There is a church
theie, you see. a few cottages and AN
inn. Beyond that the hills become pre-
cipitous- Surely II is here to the north
that or quest must lie"
But the bicycle" | persisted.
We'll. well" said Holmes, impatient-
IS "A good cye!ist does not need a
high road. The moor is iutcrsected
With paths, and the moon was at the
fun. Halloa, what is this?"
There was an agitated knock at the
door. and an instant afterwards DR..
iiu%table was in the room. In his
hand he held 4 blue cricket cap. with.
Il white chevron ON the peak.
AT last We have Il clcW," he cried
Thank heaven. at last we are on the
dear boys track. 1t is his cap
Where was it fol3l:."
In the van of the gypsies who
caln1ed ON the moor. They left ON
Tuesday. Today the police traced them
down and examined their rayan This
WAS found
How did they account for Ito"
They shufiled and lied-said that
they found it on the moor on Tuesday
morning. They know where he is. the
~rascals, Thank goodness, they are
safe under lock and key. Either the
fear of the law or the dukes purse will
certainly get out OF them all they
Know"
S far, so good" said Holmes. when
the doctor had at last left the room. III
at least bears out the theory that IL
Is on the sid of the Lower Gill Moor
mat we must hope for results. The po-
lice have really done nothing locally.
save the arrest of these gypsies. Look
''V N"."oi. mere Is Il WalercOurSe
across the moor. You see it marked
here in the map. In some parts it
widens into n morass. This is particu-
iarly so in the region between Holder
l'csse hall and the school. 1t is vain to
look elsewhere for tracks in this dry
weather. but at that point there is GER
tainly a chance of some record being
ieit. | VIII call YOU early tomorrow
morning. and you and / will try IL we
can throw some light upon the mys-
terry"
The Cay was just breaking when I
woke to find the long. thin form of
Holmes by my bedside. He was fully
dressed. and had apparently already
been out.
II have done the lawn and the BIZ
cycle shed" said he. Il have also had
a ramble through the Ragged shaw.
NOW. Watson. there is cocoa ready in
the next room. I must beg you to
hurry. for We hav a great day before
U.S."
flushed with the eNhilaration OF the
master workman who sees his work
lie ready before him. A very different
aolmes. this active. alert man, from
the retrospective and pallid dreamer OF
Baker street. felt. as l ooled upon
That supple figure. alive with nervous
energy. that 1t was indeed a strenuous
A's
n yet II opened in the blacklist dis
appointment. With high hopes we
struck across the peaty. russell moor.
lntersected with a thousand sheen
paths. until we anne to the broad.
lightgreen belt which marked the
morass between us and Holdernesse.
Certainly. if the lad had gone home
wards. ne must have passed this. and
ne could no p 1t without leaving his
traces. But no sign Of him or the
German could be seen. With a darkeu-
ing race my friend strobe along the
margin. eagerly observant of every
stain upon the messy surface.
Sheep marks there were in p%rofusion.
and at one place, some miles down
cows had left their tracks. Nothing
more.
Check number one said Holme,
looking gloomily over the rolling en-
n OF the moor. There is another
morass down yonder. and a narrow
neck between. Halloa! halloa! halloa,
what have we here:"
We had come on a small black rih.
bon OF pathway. In the middle of 1t.
clearly marked on the sodden soil. was
the track of n bicycle.
"Hurrah!" l cried. We have It,"
But Holmes WIS shaking his head.
ana his face was puzzled and eXpectant
rather than joyous.
CONTINUED Next Week.
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