? ? ? ? "What, are you coming, Watson?" he asked, looking at me in a curious way.
? ? ? ? "That depends on whether you are going on the moor," said I.
? ? ? ? "Yes, I am."
? ? ? ? "Well, you know what my instructions are. I am sorry to intrude, but you heard how earnestly Holmes insisted that I should not leave you, and especially that you should not go alone upon the moor."
? ? ? ? Sir Henry put his hand upon my shoulder with a pleasant smile.
? ? ? ? "My dear fellow," said he, "Holmes, with all his wisdom, did not foresee some things which have happened since I have been on the moor. You understand me? I am sure that you are the last man in the world who would wish to be a spoil-sport. I must go out alone."
? ? ? ? It put me in a most awkward position. I was at a loss what to say or what to do, and before I had made up my mind he picked up his cane and was gone.
? ? ? ? But when I came to think the matter over my conscience reproached me bitterly for having on any pretext allowed him to go out of my sight. I imagined what my feelings would be if I had to return to you and to confess that some misfortune had occurred through my disregard for your instructions.
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