Short Stories (story)
18883 I said, pulling the letter from my pocket.
18884 'There is no sick Englishwoman in the hotel?'
18885 'Certainly not,' he cried.
18886 'But it has the hotel mark upon it!
18887 Ha! it must have been written by that tall Englishman who came in after you had gone.
18888 He said
18889 - 'But I waited for none of the landlord's explanations.
18890 In a tingle of fear I was already running down the village street, and making for the path which I had so lately descended.
18891 It had taken me an hour to come down.
18892 For all my efforts, two more had passed before I found myself at the fall of Reichenbach once more.
18893 There was Holmes's Alpine-stock still leaning against the rock by which I had left him.
18894 But there was no sign of him, and it was in vain that I shouted.
18895 My only answer was my own voice reverberating in a rolling echo from the cliffs around me.
18896 It was the sight of that Alpine-stock which turned me cold and sick.
18897 He had not gone to Rosenlaui, then.
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