I assure you that your little problem promises
the most interesting
come my way for some months
something distinctly novel about
features
If
find yourself in doubt or in danger--" "Danger ! What danger
foresee ? "
Holmes shook his head gravely
"It would cease
danger
define it," said he
"But at
, day or night,
telegram would bring me down to your help
"
"
enough
" She rose briskly from her chair
anxiety all swept from her face
"
go down to Hampshire quite easy in my mind now
write to Mr Rucastle at once, sacrifice my poor hair to-night, and start for Winchester to-morrow
" With
few grateful words to Holmes she bade us both good-night and bustled off upon her way

"
," said I
heard her quick, firm steps descending the stairs, "she
young lady
able
care of herself
"
"And
need
," said Holmes gravely
"
much mistaken if
hear from her
days are past
"
not very long before my friend's prediction was fulfilled

fortnight went by, during which I frequently found my thoughts turning in her direction and wondering what strange side-alley of human experience this lonely woman had strayed into
The unusual salary, the curious conditions, the light duties, all pointed to something abnormal, though whether
fad or
plot, or whether the man were
philanthropist or
villain,
quite beyond my powers to determine
Holmes, I observed that he sat frequently for half an hour on end, with knitted brows and an abstracted air, but he swept the matter away with
wave
hand when I mentioned it
"Data ! data ! data ! " he cried impatiently
"
't make bricks without clay
" And yet
always wind up by muttering that no sister
should ever have accepted such
situation

The telegram which we eventually received came late one night just as
thinking of turning in and Holmes was settling down to one
all-night chemical researches which he frequently indulged in, when
leave him stooping over
retort and
test-tube at night and find him
same position when
down to breakfast
morning
He opened the yellow envelope, and then, glancing
message, threw it across

"Just look up the trains in Bradshaw," said he, and turned back
chemical studies

The summons was
brief and urgent one

"Please be
Black Swan Hotel at Winchester at midday to-morrow," it said
"Do come !
at my wit's end
HUNTER
"
"
come with me ? " asked Holmes, glancing up

"
wish to
"
"Just look it up, then
"
"
train at half-past nine," said I, glancing over my Bradshaw
"
due at Winchester at 11:30
"
"
do very nicely
Then perhaps I had better postpone my analysis
acetones, as
need
at our best
morning
"
By eleven o'clock the
we were well upon our way
old English capital
Holmes
buried
morning papers all the way down, but after we had passed the Hampshire border he threw them down and began to admire the scenery
an ideal spring day,
light blue sky, flecked with little fleecy white clouds drifting across from west to east
The sun was shining very brightly, and yet
an exhilarating nip
air, which set an edge to
man's energy
All over the countryside, away
rolling hills around Aldershot, the little red and grey roofs
farm-steadings peeped out from amid the light green
new foliage

"Are they not fresh and beautiful ? " I cried with all the enthusiasm of
man fresh
fogs of Baker Street

But Holmes shook his head gravely

"
, Watson," said he, "
curses of
mind with
turn like mine that
look at everything with reference to my own special subject
You look
scattered houses, and
impressed by their beauty
I look at them,
only thought which comes
is
feeling
isolation and
impunity
crime
committed there
"
"Good heavens ! " I cried
"
associate crime
dear old homesteads ? " Josef Friedrich, 1906
"They always fill me with
certain horror
my belief, Watson, founded upon my experience,
lowest and vilest alleys in London
present
more dreadful record of sin than does the smiling and beautiful countryside
"
"You horrify me ! "
"But the reason is very obvious
The pressure of public opinion can do
town what the law cannot accomplish
no lane so vile
scream of
tortured child, or the thud of
drunkard's blow,
beget sympathy and indignation
neighbours, and then the whole machinery of justice is ever so close that
word of complaint can set it going, and
but
step
crime
dock
But look
lonely houses, each in its own fields, filled
most part with poor ignorant folk
little
law
Think
deeds of hellish cruelty, the hidden wickedness
go on, year in, year out,
places, and none the wiser
Had this lady who appeals
for help gone to live in Winchester,
never
fear for her
five miles of country which makes the danger
Still,
clear that
personally threatened
"
"No
If
come to Winchester to meet us
get away
"
"Quite so
She has her freedom
"
"What
the matter, then ?
suggest no explanation ? "
"
devised seven separate explanations, each
would cover the facts as far as
them
But which
is correct can only be determined
fresh information which
find waiting
Well,
the tower
cathedral, and
soon learn all that Miss Hunter has
"
The Black Swan is an inn of repute
High Street, at no distance
station, and there
the young lady waiting
She had engaged
sitting-room,
lunch awaited us
table

"
so delighted that
come," she said earnestly
"
so very kind of you both; but indeed
know what
do
Your advice
altogether invaluable
"
"Pray tell us what has happened
"
"
, and
quick, for
promised Mr Rucastle
back before three
I got his leave
into town
, though he little knew for what purpose
"
"
everything in its due order
" Holmes thrust his long thin legs out towards the fire and composed himself to listen

"
first place,
say that
met,
whole, with no actual ill-treatment from Mr and Mrs Rucastle
only fair
that
But
understand them, and
not easy in my mind
"
"What
not understand ? "
"Their reasons for their conduct
But
it all just as it occurred
When
down, Mr Rucastle met me here and drove me
dog-cart
Copper Beeches
, as
, beautifully situated, but
beautiful in itself,
is
large square block of
house, whitewashed, but all stained and streaked with damp and bad weather
grounds round it, woods on three sides, and
fourth
field which slopes down
Southampton highroad, which curves past about
hundred yards
front door
This ground in front belongs
house, but the woods all round are part of Lord Southerton's preserves

clump of copper beeches immediately in front
hall door
its name
place

"
driven over by my employer, who was as amiable as ever, and was introduced by him that evening
wife
child
no truth, Mr Holmes,
conjecture which seemed
probable in your rooms at Baker Street
Mrs Rucastle
mad
her
silent, pale-faced woman, much younger than her husband, not more than thirty,
think, while
hardly be
forty-five
From their conversation
gathered