... saw such a creature bounding through the darkness of the moor upon his track. It was a cunning device, for, apart from the chance of driving your victim to his death, what peasant would venture to inquire too closely into such a creature should he... The Strand Magazine - Page 367edited by - 1902Full view - About this book
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...family hellhound, and by the desire to frighten old Sir Charles to death. No wonder the poor devil of a convict ran and screamed, even as our friend...until it merged into the russet slopes of the moor. XV A RETROSPECTION IT was the end of November, and Holmes and I sat, upon a raw and foggy night, on... | |
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...have done, when he saw such a creature bounding through the darkness of the moor upon his track, fit was a cunning device, for, apart from the chance of...he who is lying yonder '[ — he swept his long arm toward the huge mottled expanse of greensplotched bog which stretched away until it merged into the... | |
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...get sight of it, as many hate done, upon the moor > I said it in London, Wntson, and I say it ag:iin now, that never yet have we helped to hunt down a...towards the huge mottled expanse of green-splotched hog which stretched away until it merged into the russet slopes of the moor. COHFIHKO. CHAPTER XV.... | |
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