caught you, have I ?
in my power
I'll serve you ! " He turned and clattered down the stairs as hard as
go

"He's gone
dog ! " cried Miss Hunter

"
my revolver," said I

"Better close the front door," cried Holmes, and we all rushed down the stairs together
We had hardly reached the hall when we heard the baying of
hound, and then
scream of agony, with
horrible worrying sound which
dreadful to listen to
An elderly man with
red face and shaking limbs came staggering out at
side door

"My God ! " he cried
"Someone has loosed the dog
It's not been fed for two days
Quick, quick, or it'll be too late ! "
Holmes and I rushed out and round the angle
house, with Toller hurrying behind us
the huge famished brute, its black muzzle buried in Rucastle's throat, while he writhed and screamed
ground
Running up, I blew its brains out, and it fell over with its keen white teeth still meeting
great creases
neck
With much labour we separated them and carried him, living but horribly mangled,
house
We laid him
drawing-room sofa, and having dispatched the sobered Toller to bear the news
wife,
what
to relieve his pain
We were all assembled round him
door opened, and
tall, gaunt woman entered the room

" Mrs Toller ! " cried Miss Hunter

"Yes, miss
Mr Rucastle let me out when
back before he went up
Ah, miss,
pity you didn't let me know what you were planning, for
told you that your pains were wasted
"
"Ha ! " said Holmes, looking keenly at her
"
clear that Mrs Toller knows more about
than anyone else
"
"Yes, sir,
, and
ready enough
what
"
"Then, pray, sit down,
hear it for
several points
confess that
still
dark
"
"
soon make it clear
," said she; "and I'd
so before now if
ha' got out
cellar
If there's police-court business over this, you'll remember that I
one that stood your friend,
Miss Alice's friend too

"She was never happy at home, Miss Alice wasn't,
time that her father married again
She was slighted like and had no say in anything, but it never really became bad for her until after she met Mr Fowler at
friend's house
as
learn, Miss Alice had rights of her own by will, but she was so quiet and patient, she was, that she never said
word
but just left everything in Mr Rucastle's hands
safe with her; but when
chance of
husband coming forward,
ask for all
law would give him, then her father thought it time
stop
her to sign
paper,
whether she married or not,
use her money
When she wouldn't
, he kept on worrying her until she got brain-fever, and for six weeks was at death's door
Then she got better at last, all worn to
shadow, and with her beautiful hair cut off; but that didn't make no change in her young man, and he stuck to her as true as man
"
"Ah," said Holmes, "
that what
good enough
us makes the matter fairly clear,
deduce all that remains
Mr Rucastle then, I presume, took
system of imprisonment ? "
"Yes, sir
"
"And brought Miss Hunter down from London
rid
disagreeable persistence of Mr Fowler
"
"That
, sir
"
"But Mr Fowler being
persevering man, as
good seaman
, blockaded the house, and having met you succeeded by certain arguments, metallic or otherwise, in convincing you that your interests were the same as his
"
" Mr Fowler was
very kind-spoken, free-handed gentleman," said Mrs Toller serenely

"And
he managed that your good man
no want of drink,
ladder
ready
moment when your master had gone out
"
"
it, sir, just as it happened
"
"
we owe you an apology, Mrs Toller," said Holmes, "for
certainly cleared up everything which puzzled us
And here comes the country surgeon and Mrs Rucastle, so
Watson, that we had best escort Miss Hunter back to Winchester, as it seems
locus standi now is rather
questionable one
"
And thus was solved the mystery
sinister house
copper beeches in front
door
Mr Rucastle survived, but was always
broken man, kept alive solely
care
devoted wife
They still live with their old servants, who probably know
of Rucastle's past life that he finds it difficult to part
Mr Fowler and Miss Rucastle were married, by special license, in Southampton the day after their flight, and
now the holder of
government appointment
island of Mauritius
Miss Violet Hunter, my friend Holmes, rather to my disappointment, manifested no further interest in her when once she had ceased
the centre of one
problems, and
now the head of
private school at Walsall, where I believe that she has met with considerable success
