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The Hound of the Baskervilles (houn)

47465    In the evening he returned to the subject of his own accord.
47466    'I could not quite understand the object of your questions this morning, Sir Henry,' said he.
47467    'I trust that they do not mean that I have done anything to forfeit your confidence?'
47468    Sir Henry had to assure him that it was not so and pacify him by giving him a considerable part of his old wardrobe, the London outfit having now all arrived.
47469    Mrs Barrymore is of interest to me.
47470    She is a heavy, solid person, very limited, intensely respectable, and inclined to be puritanical.
47471    You could hardly conceive a less emotional subject.
47472    Yet I have told you how, on the first night here, I heard her sobbing bitterly, and since then I have more than once observed traces of tears upon her face.
47473    Some deep sorrow gnaws ever at her heart.
47474    Sometimes I wonder if she has a guilty memory which haunts her, and sometimes I suspect Barrymore of being a domestic tyrant.
47475    I have always felt that there was something singular and questionable in this man's character, but the adventure of last night brings all my suspicions to a head.
47476    And yet it may seem a small matter in itself.
47477    You are aware that I am not a very sound sleeper, and since I have been on guard in this house my slumbers have been lighter than ever.
47478    Last night, about two in the morning, I was aroused by a stealthy step passing my room.
47479    I rose, opened my door, and peeped out.

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