grin of rage, and he glared down at me
face of
demon--'I'll throw you
mastiff
' "
so terrified that
know what
I suppose that
rushed past him into my room
I remember nothing until
myself lying on my bed trembling all over
Then
of you, Mr Holmes
live there longer without some advice
frightened
house,
man
woman,
servants, even
child
They were all horrible
If
only bring you down all
well
fled
house, but my curiosity was almost as strong as my fears
My mind was soon made up
wire
I put on my hat and cloak, went down
office,
about half
mile
house, and then returned, feeling
easier

horrible doubt came into my mind as I approached the door lest the dog
loose, but I remembered that Toller had drunk himself into
state of insensibility that evening, and
that he
household who had any influence
savage creature, or
venture to set him free
I slipped in in safety and lay awake half the night in my joy
thought of seeing you
I had no difficulty in getting leave
into Winchester
, but
back before three o'clock,
and Mrs Rucastle are going on
visit, and
away all the evening,
look
child
Now
told you all my adventures, Mr Holmes, and
tell me what it all means, and, above all, what
do
"
Holmes and I had listened spellbound
extraordinary story
My friend rose now and paced up and down the room, his hands
pockets, and an expression
most profound gravity upon his face

"Is Toller still drunk ? " he asked

"Yes
I heard his wife tell Mrs Rucastle that
do nothing
"
"
well
Rucastles go out to-night ? "
"Yes
"
"
cellar with
good strong lock ? "
"Yes, the wine-cellar
"
"You seem
acted all
matter like
very brave and sensible girl, Miss Hunter
that
perform one more feat ? I
ask it of you if
think you
quite exceptional woman
"
"
try
it ? "
"
Copper Beeches by seven o'clock, my friend and I
The Rucastles
gone
, and Toller will,
, be incapable
There only remains Mrs Toller,
give the alarm
send her
cellar on some errand, and then turn the key upon her,
facilitate matters immensely
"
"
"
"Excellent !
then look thoroughly
affair
feasible explanation
brought there to personate someone,
real person is imprisoned
chamber
obvious
who this prisoner is,
the daughter, Miss Alice Rucastle, if I remember right, who was said to
to America
You were chosen, doubtless, as resembling her in height, figure,
colour of your hair
Hers
cut off, very possibly in some illness through which she has passed, and so,
, yours had
sacrificed also
By
curious chance you came upon her tresses
The man
road was undoubtedly some friend of hers--possibly her fiance--and
,
wore the girl's dress and were so like her,
convinced from your laughter, whenever
you, and afterwards from your gesture, that Miss Rucastle was perfectly happy,
she no longer desired his attentions
The dog is let loose at night
him from endeavouring to communicate with her
is fairly clear
The most serious point
case
disposition
child
"
"What on earth
with it ? " I ejaculated

"My dear Watson, you as
medical man are continually gaining light
tendencies of
child
study
parents
Don't
converse is equally valid
frequently gained my first real insight
character of parents by studying their children
This child's disposition is abnormally cruel, merely for cruelty's sake, and whether he derives this
smiling father, as
suspect, or
mother, it bodes evil
poor girl
in their power
"
"
that
right, Mr Holmes," cried our client
"A thousand things come back
which make me certain that
hit it
Oh,
lose not an instant in bringing help
poor creature
"
"
circumspect, for
dealing with
very cunning man
do nothing until seven o'clock
hour
, and
long before we solve the mystery
"
We were as good as our word, for
just seven when we reached the Copper Beeches, having put up our trap at
wayside public-house
The group of trees, with their dark leaves shining like burnished metal
light
setting sun, were sufficient to mark the house even had Miss Hunter not been standing smiling
door-step

"
managed it ? " asked Holmes

loud thudding noise came from somewhere downstairs
"
Mrs Toller
cellar," said she
"Her husband lies snoring
kitchen rug
Here are his keys, which are the duplicates of Mr Rucastle's
"
"You
well indeed ! " cried Holmes with enthusiasm
"Now lead the way, and
soon see the end
black business
"
We passed up the stair, unlocked the door, followed on down
passage, and found ourselves in front
barricade which Miss Hunter had described
Holmes cut the cord and removed the transverse bar
Then he tried the various keys
lock, but without success
No sound came from within, and
silence Holmes's face clouded over

"I trust that
too late," said he
"
, Miss Hunter, that we had better go in without you
Now, Watson, put your shoulder
, and
see whether
make our way in
"
an old rickety door and gave at once before our united strength
Together we rushed
room
empty
no furniture save
little pallet bed,
small table, and
basketful of linen
The skylight above was open,
prisoner gone

"
some villainy here," said Holmes; "this beauty has guessed Miss Hunter's intentions and has carried his victim off
"
"But how ? "
"
skylight
soon see how he managed it
" He swung himself up onto the roof
"Ah, yes," he cried, "here's the end of
long light ladder against the eaves
how
it
"
"But
impossible," said Miss Hunter; "the ladder was not there
Rucastles went away
"
"He
back and done it
I tell you that
clever and dangerous man
I
surprised
were he whose step I hear now
stair
, Watson,
your pistol ready
"
The words were hardly out
mouth before
man appeared
door
room,
very fat and burly man, with
heavy stick
hand
Miss Hunter screamed and shrunk against the wall
sight of him, but Sherlock Holmes sprang forward and confronted him

"You villain ! " said he, "where's your daughter ? "
The fat man cast his eyes round, and then up
open skylight

"
to
that," he shrieked, "you thieves ! Spies and thieves !
caught you, have I ?