"Whom do you suspect?" he asked.
"I'll go into that later. There are several points in this
problem which I have not been able to explain to you yet.
Now that I have got so far I had best proceed on my own lines,
and then clear the whole matter up once and for all."
"Just as you wish, Mr. Holmes, so long as we get our man."
"I have no desire to make mysteries, but it is impossible at the
moment of action to enter into long and complex explanations.
I have the threads of this affair all in my hand. Even if this
lady should never recover consciousness we can still reconstruct
the events of last night and ensure that justice be done.
First of all I wish to know whether there is any inn in this
neighbourhood known as `Elrige's'?"
The servants were cross-questioned, but none of them had heard
of such a place. The stable-boy threw a light upon the matter
by remembering that a farmer of that name lived some miles off
in the direction of East Ruston.
"Is it a lonely farm?"
"Very lonely, sir."
"Perhaps they have not heard yet of all that happened here
during the night?"
"Maybe not, sir."
Holmes thought for a little and then a curious smile played
over his face.
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