48046 Whatever his crimes, he has suffered something to atone for them.
48047 And then I thought of that other one - the face in the cab, the figure against the moon.
48048 Was he also out in that deluge - the unseen watcher, the man of darkness?
48049 In the evening I put on my waterproof and I walked far upon the sodden moor, full of dark imaginings, the rain beating upon my face and the wind whistling about my ears.
48050 God help those who wander into the Great Mire now, for even the firm uplands are becoming a morass.
48051 I found the Black Tor upon which I had seen the solitary watcher, and from its craggy summit I looked out myself across the melancholy downs.
48052 Rain squalls drifted across their russet face, and the heavy, slate-coloured clouds hung low over the landscape, trailing in grey wreaths down the sides of the fantastic hills.
48053 In the distant hollow on the left, half hidden by the mist, the two thin towers of Baskerville Hall rose above the trees.
48054 They were the only signs of human life which I could see, save only those prehistoric huts which lay thickly upon the slopes of the hills.
48055 Nowhere was there any trace of that lonely man whom I had seen on the same spot two nights before.
48056 As I walked back I was overtaken by Dr Mortimer driving in his dog-cart over a rough moorland track, which led from the outlying farmhouse of Foulmire.
48057 He has been very attentive to us, and hardly a day has passed that he has not called at the Hall to see how we were getting on.
48058 He insisted upon my climbing into his dog-cart and he gave me a lift homewards.
48059 I found him much troubled over the disappearance of his little spaniel.