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           "Oh,youknowthestoriesthatthepeasantstellaboutaphantomhound,andsoon. Itissaidtobeheardatnightuponthemoor. Iwaswonderingiftherewereanyevidenceofsuchasoundto-night." 

           "Weheardnothingofthekind,"saidI. 

           "Andwhatisyourtheoryofthispoorfellow’sdeath?" 

           "Ihavenodoubtthatanxietyandexposurehavedrivenhimoffhishead. Hehasrushedaboutthemoorinacrazystateandeventuallyfallenoverhereandbrokenhisneck." 

           "Thatseemsthemostreasonabletheory,"saidStapleton,andhegaveasighwhichItooktoindicatehisrelief. "Whatdoyouthinkaboutit,Mr.SherlockHolmes?" 

           Myfriendbowedhiscompliments. 

           "Youarequickatidentification,"saidhe. 

           "WehavebeenexpectingyouinthesepartssinceDr.Watsoncamedown. Youareintimetoseeatragedy." 

           "Yes,indeed. Ihavenodoubtthatmyfriend’sexplanationwillcoverthefacts. IwilltakeanunpleasantremembrancebacktoLondonwithmeto-morrow." 

           "Oh,youreturnto-morrow?" 

           "Thatismyintention." 

           "Ihopeyourvisithascastsomelightuponthoseoccurrenceswhichhavepuzzledus?"