? ? ? ? "I am afraid that I cannot answer that question."
? ? ? ? "May I ask if he is going to honour us with a visit himsel?"
? ? ? ? "He cannot leave town at present. He has other cases which engage his attention."
? ? ? ? "What a pity! He might throw some light on that which is so dark to us. But as to your own researches, if there is any possible way in which I can be of service to you I trust that you will command me. If I had any indication of the nature of your suspicions or how you propose to investigate the case, I might perhaps even now give you some aid or advice."
? ? ? ? "I assure you that I am simply here upon a visit to my friend, Sir Henry, and that I need no help of any kind."
? ? ? ? "Excellent!" said Stapleton. "You are perfectly right to be wary and discreet. I am justly reproved for what I feel was an unjustifiable intrusion, and I promise you that I will not mention the matter again."
? ? ? ? We had come to a point where a narrow grassy path struck off from the road and wound away across the moor. A steep, boulder-sprinkled hill lay upon the right which had in bygone days been cut into a granite quarry. The face which was turned towards us formed a dark cliff, with ferns and brambles growing in its niches.
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