48574 Your mission to-day has justified itself, and yet I could almost wish that you had not left his side - Hark!'
48575 A terrible scream - a prolonged yell of horror and anguish burst out of the silence of the moor.
48576 That frightful cry turned the blood to ice in my veins.
48577 'Oh, my God!' I gasped.
48578 'What is it?
48579 What does it mean?'
48580 Holmes had sprung to his feet, and I saw his dark, athletic outline at the door of the hut, his shoulders stooping, his head thrust forward, his face peering into the darkness.
48581 'Hush!' he whispered.
48582 'Hush!'
48583 The cry had been loud on account of its vehemence, but it had pealed out from somewhere far off on the shadowy plain.
48584 Now it burst upon our ears, nearer, louder, more urgent than before.
48585 'Where is it?'
48586 Holmes whispered, and I knew from the thrill of his voice that he, the man of iron, was shaken to the soul.