Chapter 13. Fixing the Nets
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“Yes,weshouldhaveafulldaytoday,”heremarked,andherubbedhishandswiththejoyofaction.“Thenetsareallinplace,andthedragisabouttobegin.We’llknowbeforethedayisoutwhetherwehavecaughtourbig,lean-jawedpike,orwhetherhehasgotthroughthemeshes.”
“Haveyoubeenonthemooralready?”
“IhavesentareportfromGrimpentoPrincetownastothedeathofSelden.IthinkIcanpromisethatnoneofyouwillbetroubledinthematter.AndIhavealsocommunicatedwithmyfaithfulCartwright,whowouldcertainlyhavepinedawayatthedoorofmyhut,asadogdoesathismaster’sgrave,ifIhadnotsethismindatrestaboutmysafety.”
“Whatisthenextmove?”
“ToseeSirHenry.Ah,hereheis!”
“Good-morning,Holmes,”saidthebaronet.“Youlooklikeageneralwhoisplanningabattlewithhischiefofthestaff.”
“Thatistheexactsituation.Watsonwasaskingfororders.”
“AndsodoI.”
“Verygood.Youareengaged,asIunderstand,todinewithourfriendstheStapletonstonight.”
“Ihopethatyouwillcomealso.Theyareveryhospitablepeople,andIamsurethattheywouldbeverygladtoseeyou.”
“IfearthatWatsonandImustgotoLondon.”
“ToLondon?”
“Yes,Ithinkthatweshouldbemoreusefulthereatthepresentjuncture.”
Thebaronet’sfaceperceptiblylengthened.
“Ihopedthatyouweregoingtoseemethroughthisbusiness.TheHallandthemoorarenotverypleasantplaceswhenoneisalone.”
“Mydearfellow,youmusttrustmeimplicitlyanddoexactlywhatItellyou.Youcantellyourfriendsthatweshouldhavebeenhappytohavecomewithyou,butthaturgentbusinessrequiredustobeintown.WehopeverysoontoreturntoDevonshire.Willyouremembertogivethemthatmessage?”
“Ifyouinsistuponit.”
“Thereisnoalternative,Iassureyou.”
Isawbythebaronet’scloudedbrowthathewasdeeplyhurtbywhatheregardedasourdesertion.
“Whendoyoudesiretogo?”heaskedcoldly.
“Immediatelyafterbreakfast.WewilldriveintoCoombeTracey,butWatsonwillleavehisthingsasapledgethathewillcomebacktoyou.Watson,youwillsendanotetoStapletontotellhimthatyouregretthatyoucannotcome.”
“IhaveagoodmindtogotoLondonwithyou,”saidthebaronet.“WhyshouldIstayherealone?”
“Becauseitisyourpostofduty.Becauseyougavemeyourwordthatyouwoulddoasyouweretold,andItellyoutostay.”
“Allright,then,I’llstay.”
“Onemoredirection!IwishyoutodrivetoMerripitHouse.Sendbackyourtrap,however,andletthemknowthatyouintendtowalkhome.”
“Towalkacrossthemoor?”
“Yes.”
“Butthatistheverythingwhichyouhavesooftencautionedmenottodo.”
“Thistimeyoumaydoitwithsafety.IfIhadnoteveryconfidenceinyournerveandcourageIwouldnotsuggestit,butitisessentialthatyoushoulddoit.”
“ThenIwilldoit.”
“AndasyouvalueyourlifedonotgoacrossthemoorinanydirectionsavealongthestraightpathwhichleadsfromMerripitHousetotheGrimpenRoad,andisyournaturalwayhome.”
“Iwilldojustwhatyousay.”
“Verygood.Ishouldbegladtogetawayassoonafterbreakfastaspossible,soastoreachLondonintheafternoon.”
Iwasmuchastoundedbythisprogramme,thoughIrememberedthatHolmeshadsaidtoStapletononthenightbeforethathisvisitwouldterminatenextday.Ithadnotcrossedmymindhowever,thathewouldwishmetogowithhim,norcouldIunderstandhowwecouldbothbeabsentatamomentwhichhehimselfdeclaredtobecritical.Therewasnothingforit,however,butimplicitobediencesow