? ? ? ? Stapleton had abandoned the chase and came back to us breathing hard and flushed with his exertions.
? ? ? ? "Halloa, Beryl!" said he, and it seemed to me that the tone of his greeting was not altogether a cordial one.
? ? ? ? "Well, Jack, you are very hot."
? ? ? ? "Yes, I was chasing a Cyclopides. He is very rare and seldom found in the late autumn. What a pity that I should have missed him!" He spoke unconcernedly, but his small light eyes glanced incessantly from the girl to me.
? ? ? ? "You have introduced yourselves, I can see."
? ? ? ? "Yes. I was telling Sir Henry that it was rather late for him to see the true beauties of the moor."
? ? ? ? "Why, who do you think this is?"
? ? ? ? "I imagine that it must be Sir Henry Baskerville."
? ? ? ? "No, no," said I. "Only a humble commoner, but his friend. My name is Dr. Watson."
? ? ? ? A flush of vexation passed over her expressive face. "We have been talking at cross purposes," said she.
? ? ? ? "Why, you had not very much time for talk," her brother remarked with the same questioning eyes.
? ? ? ? "I talked as if Dr.
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