出逃的囚犯2

出逃的囚犯2
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'That's my business,'said Barrymore,'I won't tell you.'
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'Then your brother is…'began Sir Henry.
'The escaped prisoner,sir.Selden,the murderer.He is my younger brother.He has done evilcheap nfl jerseysthings,but to me he is still the little boy I loved and cared for.I had to helphair chihim.Every thing my husband has done has been for me.Please don't take his job from him.It's not his fault.'
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The Barrymores left us.
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We left the Hall immediately.
'We must surprise him and catch him.'said Sir Henry.'He's a dangerous man.Now,Watson,whathockey jerseyswould Holmes say about this?Do you remember what the old papers said? Theynhl jerseyssaid the Devil does his work when the world is dark.'
Just as he spoke there came a strange cry from across the moor.It was the same cry I had heard whencheap nfl jerseysI was with Staple ton on the edge of the Great Grimpen Marsh.
'What is that noise?'asked Sir Henry.He stopped and put his hand on my arm to hold me back.
'I've heard it before,'I said.'Stapleton says it's the cry of a bird.'
'Watson,'said Sir Henry,hischeap jerseysvoice shaking,'it is the cry of a hound.WhatAtomic DC fando the local people say it is?'
'They say it is the cry of the Hound of the Baskervilles,'I replied.
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Sir Henry and I were both good runners and very healthy men,but we soon realized that we had nodiscount jerseyschance of catching Selden.He knew the way,and was running for his life.Soon we had lost him in the dark,so we stopped and sat down,breathing heavily,to rest.
At that moment a very strange thing happened.The moon was low upon our right,and in its light wetiffany jewelrycould see the top of a hill.On that hill,with the moon behind him,stood a tall,thin man.He was standing perfectly still.He was watching us.
It was not Selden,who had beenwholesale nfl jerseysrunning away from that hill.This man was much taller.With a cry of surprise I turned to Sir Henry.As I turned,the man disappeared.
I wanted to go across to the hill and search for him,but we were tired and I remembered that Sir Henry might be in dan ger.So we went back to Baskerville Hall.
Who was the tall man I had seen standing against the moon? Was he an enemy,or a friend who was watching over us?
I wished more and more that Holmes could leave London and come to Baskerville Hall.I wrote to him every few days and gave him the details of everything that happened and everyone I met.