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Short Stories (story)

The Hound of the Baskervilles (houn)

46261    'Pray take a seat, Sir Henry.
46262    Do I understand you to say that you have yourself had some remarkable experience since you arrived in London?'
46263    'Nothing of much importance, Mr Holmes.
46264    Only a joke, as like as not.
46265    It was this letter, if you can call it a letter, which reached me this morning.'
46266    He laid an envelope upon the table, and we all bent over it.
46267    It was of common quality, greyish in colour.
46268    The address, 'Sir Henry Baskerville, Northumberland Hotel', was printed in rough characters, the post-mark 'Charing Cross', and the date of posting the preceding evening.
46269    'Who knew that you were going to the Northumberland Hotel?' asked Holmes, glancing keenly, across at our visitor.
46270    'No one could have known.
46271    We only decided after I met Dr Mortimer.'
46272    'But Dr Mortimer was, no doubt, already stopping there?'
46273    'No, I had been staying with a friend,' said the doctor.
46274    'There was no possible indication that we intended to go to this hotel.'
46275    'Hum!

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