"But what is it that alarms you?"
"Look at Sir Charles's death! That was bad enough, for all that the coroner said. Look at the noises on the moor at night. There's not a man would cross it after sundown if he was paid for it. Look at this stranger hiding out yonder, and watching and waiting! What's he waiting for? What does it mean? It means no good to anyone of the name of Baskerville, and very glad I shall be to be quit of it all on the day that Sir Henry's new servants are ready to take over the Hall."
"But about this stranger (/ΠΊΡΡΠ°ΡΠΈ/, ΠΎΠ± ΡΡΠΎΠΌ Π½Π΅Π·Π½Π°ΠΊΠΎΠΌΡΠ΅)," said I. "Can you tell me anything about him (ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ΅ΡΠ΅ ΠΌΠ½Π΅ ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΊΠ°Π·Π°ΡΡ ΡΡΠΎ-Π½ΠΈΠ±ΡΠ΄Ρ ΠΎ Π½Π΅ΠΌ)? What did Selden say (ΡΡΠΎ Π³ΠΎΠ²ΠΎΡΠΈΠ» Π‘ΡΠ»Π΄ΡΠ½)? Did he find out where he hid (ΠΎΠ½ ΠΎΠ±Π½Π°ΡΡΠΆΠΈΠ», Π³Π΄Π΅ ΡΠΎΡ ΠΏΡΡΡΠ°Π»ΡΡ; to hide), or what he was doing (ΠΈΠ»ΠΈ ΡΡΠΎ Π΄Π΅Π»Π°Π» = ΡΠ΅ΠΌ Π·Π°Π½ΠΈΠΌΠ°Π»ΡΡ)?"
"He saw him once or twice (ΠΎΠ½ Π²ΠΈΠ΄Π΅Π» Π΅Π³ΠΎ ΠΏΠ°ΡΡ ΡΠ°Π·), but he is a deep one (Π½ΠΎ ΡΠΎΡ ΠΎΡΠ΅Π½Ρ ΡΠΊΡΡΡΠ½ΡΠΉ; deep β Π³Π»ΡΠ±ΠΎΠΊΠΈΠΉ; ΡΠ°ΠΈΠ½ΡΡΠ²Π΅Π½Π½ΡΠΉ), and gives nothing away (ΠΈ ΡΠΈΠ΄ΠΈΡ, Π½Π΅ Π²ΡΡΠΎΠ²ΡΠ²Π°ΡΡΡ; to give away β Π²ΡΠ΄Π°Π²Π°ΡΡ ΡΠ΅ΠΊΡΠ΅Ρ; ΡΠ°Π·ΠΎΠ±Π»Π°ΡΠ°ΡΡ). At first he thought that he was the police (ΡΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ²Π° ΠΎΠ½ ΠΏΠΎΠ΄ΡΠΌΠ°Π», ΡΡΠΎ ΡΠΎΡ β ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΠΈΡΠ΅ΠΉΡΠΊΠΈΠΉ), but soon he found that he had some lay of his own (Π½ΠΎ Π²ΡΠΊΠΎΡΠ΅ ΠΏΠΎΠ½ΡΠ», ΡΡΠΎ Ρ Π½Π΅Π³ΠΎ ΡΠ²ΠΎΠΈ ΡΠΎΠ±ΡΡΠ²Π΅Π½Π½ΡΠ΅ ΡΠ΅Π»ΠΈ; lay β ΠΏΠΎΠ»ΠΎΠΆΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅; Π·Π°Π½ΡΡΠΈΠ΅, Π΄Π΅Π»ΠΎ /ΡΠ°Π·Π³./). A kind of gentleman he was (ΠΎΠ½ ΡΠ²ΠΎΠ΅Π³ΠΎ ΡΠΎΠ΄Π° Π΄ΠΆΠ΅Π½ΡΠ»ΡΠΌΠ΅Π½ = Ρ Π²ΠΈΠ΄Ρ ΠΎΠ½ Π΄ΠΆΠ΅Π½ΡΠ»ΡΠΌΠ΅Π½), as far as he could see (Π½Π°ΡΠΊΠΎΠ»ΡΠΊΠΎ ΠΎΠ½ ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ΅Ρ ΡΡΠ΄ΠΈΡΡ), but what he was doing he could not make out (Π½ΠΎ ΡΠ΅ΠΌ ΠΎΠ½ Π·Π°Π½ΠΈΠΌΠ°Π΅ΡΡΡ, ΠΎΠ½ = Π‘ΡΠ»Π΄ΡΠ½ Π½Π΅ ΡΠΌΠΎΠ³ ΠΏΠΎΠ½ΡΡΡ)."
"And where did he say that he lived (Π° Π³Π΄Π΅, ΠΎΠ½ ΡΠΊΠ°Π·Π°Π», ΠΎΠ½ ΠΆΠΈΠ²Π΅Ρ)?"
"Among the old houses on the hillside (Π² ΡΡΠ°ΡΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΡΡΡΠΎΠΉΠΊΠ°Ρ Π½Π° ΡΠΊΠ»ΠΎΠ½Π°Ρ Ρ ΠΎΠ»ΠΌΠΎΠ²) β the stone huts where the old folk used to live (Π² ΠΊΠ°ΠΌΠ΅Π½Π½ΡΡ Ρ ΠΈΠΆΠΈΠ½Π°Ρ , Π³Π΄Π΅ ΠΆΠΈΠ» Π΄ΡΠ΅Π²Π½ΠΈΠΉ Π½Π°ΡΠΎΠ΄)."
"But how about his food (Π° ΡΠ΅ΠΌ ΠΎΠ½ ΠΏΠΈΡΠ°Π΅ΡΡΡ: Β«Π° ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ Π½Π°ΡΡΠ΅Ρ Π΅Π³ΠΎ ΠΏΠΈΡΠΈΒ»)?"
"Selden found out that he has got a lad (Π‘ΡΠ»Π΄ΡΠ½ ΠΎΠ±Π½Π°ΡΡΠΆΠΈΠ» = Π²ΠΈΠ΄Π΅Π», ΡΡΠΎ Ρ Π½Π΅Π³ΠΎ Π΅ΡΡΡ = ΠΊ Π½Π΅ΠΌΡ ΠΏΡΠΈΡ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΡ ΠΌΠ°Π»ΡΡΠΈΠΊ) who works for him and brings him all he needs (ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠΉ Π½Π° Π½Π΅Π³ΠΎ ΡΠ°Π±ΠΎΡΠ°Π΅Ρ ΠΈ ΠΏΡΠΈΠ½ΠΎΡΠΈΡ Π΅ΠΌΡ Π²ΡΠ΅ Π½Π΅ΠΎΠ±Ρ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΠΌΠΎΠ΅). I daresay he goes to Coombe Tracey for what he wants (ΠΌΠ½Π΅ Π΄ΡΠΌΠ°Π΅ΡΡΡ, ΠΎΠ½ Ρ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΡ Π² ΠΡΠΌ-Π’ΡΡΠΉΡΠΈ Π·Π° ΠΏΡΠΎΠ΄ΡΠΊΡΠ°ΠΌΠΈ: Β«Π·Π° ΡΠ΅ΠΌ, ΡΡΠΎ ΠΎΠ½ Ρ ΠΎΡΠ΅ΡΒ»)."
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"But about this stranger," said I. "Can you tell me anything about him? What did Selden say? Did he find out where he hid, or what he was doing?"
"He saw him once or twice, but he is a deep one, and gives nothing away. At first he thought that he was the police, but soon he found that he had some lay of his own. A kind of gentleman he was, as far as he could see, but what he was doing he could not make out."
"And where did he say that he lived?"
"Among the old houses on the hillside β the stone huts where the old folk used to live."
"But how about his food?"
"Selden found out that he has got a lad who works for him and brings him all he needs. I daresay he goes to Coombe Tracey for what he wants."
"Very good, Barrymore (ΠΎΡΠ΅Π½Ρ Ρ ΠΎΡΠΎΡΠΎ, ΠΡΡΡΠΈΠΌΠΎΡ). We may talk further of this some other time (ΠΌΡ, Π²ΠΎΠ·ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ½ΠΎ, ΠΏΠΎΠ³ΠΎΠ²ΠΎΡΠΈΠΌ ΠΎΠ± ΡΡΠΎΠΌ Π΅ΡΠ΅ ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ-Π½ΠΈΠ±ΡΠ΄Ρ Π² Π΄ΡΡΠ³ΠΎΠΉ ΡΠ°Π·)." When the butler had gone (ΠΊΠΎΠ³Π΄Π° Π΄Π²ΠΎΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠΈΠΉ ΡΡΠ΅Π») I walked over to the black window (Ρ ΠΏΠΎΠ΄ΠΎΡΠ΅Π» ΠΊ ΡΠ΅ΠΌΠ½ΠΎΠΌΡ ΠΎΠΊΠ½Ρ), and I looked through a blurred pane (ΠΈ Π²Π·Π³Π»ΡΠ½ΡΠ» ΡΠΊΠ²ΠΎΠ·Ρ Π·Π°Π»ΠΈΡΠΎΠ΅ Π΄ΠΎΠΆΠ΄Π΅ΠΌ ΡΡΠ΅ΠΊΠ»ΠΎ; blurred β Π·Π°ΠΏΠ°ΡΠΊΠ°Π½Π½ΡΠΉ; ΡΠ°ΡΠΏΠ»ΡΠ²ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΉ, ΡΠ°Π·ΠΌΠ°Π·Π°Π½Π½ΡΠΉ) at the driving clouds and at the tossing outline of the wind-swept trees (Π½Π° ΠΌΡΠ°ΡΠΈΠ΅ΡΡ ΡΡΡΠΈ ΠΈ ΠΊΠΎΠ»Π΅Π±Π»ΡΡΠΈΠ΅ΡΡ Π½Π° Π²Π΅ΡΡΡ ΠΎΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΡ Π΄Π΅ΡΠ΅Π²ΡΠ΅Π²; to toss β Π±ΡΠΎΡΠ°ΡΡ, ΠΊΠΈΠ΄Π°ΡΡ; Π²ΡΡΡΡΡ ΠΈΠ²Π°ΡΡ; Π±Π΅ΡΠΏΠΎΠΊΠΎΠΉΠ½ΠΎ ΠΌΠ΅ΡΠ°ΡΡΡΡ; to sweep β ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΠΈ; ΡΠΌΠ΅ΡΠ°ΡΡ; wind-swept β ΡΠ°Π·Π²Π΅Π²Π°ΡΡΠΈΠΉΡΡ ΠΎΡ Π²Π΅ΡΡΠ°). It is a wild night indoors (Π² ΡΠ°ΠΊΡΡ Π½ΠΎΡΡ ΠΈ Π² Π΄ΠΎΠΌΠ΅ ΠΆΡΡΠΊΠΎΠ²Π°ΡΠΎ; wild β Π΄ΠΈΠΊΠΈΠΉ; Π±ΡΡΠ½ΡΠΉ; indoors β Π²Π½ΡΡΡΠΈ Π΄ΠΎΠΌΠ°, Π² ΠΏΠΎΠΌΠ΅ΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠΈ), and what must it be in a stone hut upon the moor (Π° ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ Π΄ΠΎΠ»ΠΆΠ½ΠΎ Π±ΡΡΡ Π² ΠΊΠ°ΠΌΠ΅Π½Π½ΠΎΠΉ Ρ ΠΈΠΆΠΈΠ½Π΅ Π½Π° Π±ΠΎΠ»ΠΎΡΠ°Ρ )? What passion of hatred can it be which leads a man (ΠΊΠ°ΠΊΠ°Ρ Π΄ΠΈΠΊΠ°Ρ Π½Π΅Π½Π°Π²ΠΈΡΡΡ ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ΅Ρ Π·Π°ΡΡΠ°Π²ΠΈΡΡ ΡΠ΅Π»ΠΎΠ²Π΅ΠΊΠ°; passion β ΡΡΡΠ°ΡΡΡ; Π²ΡΠΏΡΡΠΊΠ° /Π³Π½Π΅Π²Π°/; to lead β Π²Π΅ΡΡΠΈ, ΡΠΎΠΏΡΠΎΠ²ΠΎΠΆΠ΄Π°ΡΡ; ΡΠ±Π΅ΠΆΠ΄Π°ΡΡ) to lurk in such a place at such a time (ΡΠΊΡΡΠ²Π°ΡΡΡΡ Π² ΡΠ°ΠΊΠΎΠΌ ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΠ΅ Π² ΡΠ°ΠΊΠΎΠ΅ Π²ΡΠ΅ΠΌΡ)! And what deep and earnest purpose can he have (ΠΈ ΡΡΠΎ ΡΡΠΎ Π·Π° ΡΠ°ΠΈΠ½ΡΡΠ²Π΅Π½Π½Π°Ρ ΠΈ ΡΠ΅ΡΡΠ΅Π·Π½Π°Ρ ΡΠ΅Π»Ρ Ρ Π½Π΅Π³ΠΎ ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ΅Ρ Π±ΡΡΡ) which calls for such a trial (ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΠ°Ρ ΡΡΠ΅Π±ΡΠ΅Ρ ΡΠ°ΠΊΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΠΈΡΠΏΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΡ)? There, in that hut upon the moor (ΡΠ°ΠΌ, Π² ΡΠΎΠΉ Ρ ΠΈΠΆΠΈΠ½Π΅ Π½Π° Π±ΠΎΠ»ΠΎΡΠ°Ρ ), seems to lie the very centre of that problem (ΠΏΠΎΡ ΠΎΠΆΠ΅, ΠΈ Π½Π°Ρ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΡΡΡ ΡΠ°ΠΌΠ°Ρ ΡΡΡΡ ΡΠΎΠΉ Π·Π°Π³Π°Π΄ΠΊΠΈ; centre β ΡΠ΅Π½ΡΡ; ΠΊΠ»ΡΡΠ΅Π²ΠΎΠΉ ΠΌΠΎΠΌΠ΅Π½Ρ) which has vexed me so sorely (ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΠ°Ρ ΡΠ°ΠΊ ΠΌΡΡΠΈΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΠΎ ΠΌΠ΅Π½Ρ Π±Π΅ΡΠΏΠΎΠΊΠΎΠΈΡ). I swear that another day shall not have passed (ΠΊΠ»ΡΠ½ΡΡΡ, ΡΡΠΎ Π½Π΅ ΠΏΡΠΎΠΉΠ΄Π΅Ρ ΠΈ Β«Π΅ΡΠ΅ ΠΎΠ΄Π½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎΒ» Π΄Π½Ρ) before I have done all that man can do (ΠΏΡΠ΅ΠΆΠ΄Π΅ ΡΠ΅ΠΌ Ρ ΡΠ΄Π΅Π»Π°Ρ Π²ΡΠ΅, ΡΡΠΎ ΠΌΠΎΠΆΠ΅Ρ ΡΠ΄Π΅Π»Π°ΡΡ ΡΠ΅Π»ΠΎΠ²Π΅ΠΊ = ΡΡΠΎ ΡΠ΅Π»ΠΎΠ²Π΅ΠΊΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ΄ ΡΠΈΠ»Ρ) to reach the heart of the mystery (ΡΡΠΎΠ±Ρ Π΄ΠΎΠ±ΡΠ°ΡΡΡΡ Π΄ΠΎ /ΡΠ°ΠΌΠΎΠ³ΠΎ/ ΡΠ΅ΡΠ΄ΡΠ° ΡΡΠΎΠΉ ΡΠ°ΠΉΠ½Ρ).
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"Very good, Barrymore. We may talk further of this some other time." When the butler had gone I walked over to the black window, and I looked through a blurred pane at the driving clouds and at the tossing outline of the wind-swept trees. It is a wild night indoors, and what must it be in a stone hut upon the moor? What passion of hatred can it be which leads a man to lurk in such a place at such a time! And what deep and earnest purpose can he have which calls for such a trial? There, in that hut upon the moor, seems to lie the very centre of that problem which has vexed me so sorely. I swear that another day shall not have passed before I have done all that man can do to reach the heart of the mystery.
CHAPTER XI. THE MAN ON THE TOR
(Π§Π΅Π»ΠΎΠ²Π΅ΠΊ Π½Π° ΡΠΊΠ°Π»Π΅)
THE extract from my private diary (ΠΎΡΡΡΠ²ΠΎΠΊ ΠΈΠ· ΠΌΠΎΠ΅Π³ΠΎ Π»ΠΈΡΠ½ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ Π΄Π½Π΅Π²Π½ΠΈΠΊΠ°) which forms the last chapter (ΠΈΠ· ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΠΎΠ³ΠΎ ΠΈ ΡΠΎΡΡΠΎΠΈΡ ΠΏΠΎΡΠ»Π΅Π΄Π½ΡΡ Π³Π»Π°Π²Π°) has brought my narrative up to the 18th of October (ΠΏΠΎΠ΄Π²Π΅Π» ΠΌΠΎΠ΅ ΠΏΠΎΠ²Π΅ΡΡΠ²ΠΎΠ²Π°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΊ Π²ΠΎΡΠ΅ΠΌΠ½Π°Π΄ΡΠ°ΡΠΎΠΌΡ ΠΎΠΊΡΡΠ±ΡΡ), a time when these strange events began to move swiftly towards their terrible conclusion (ΠΊΠΎ Π²ΡΠ΅ΠΌΠ΅Π½ΠΈ, ΠΊΠΎΠ³Π΄Π° ΡΡΠΈ ΡΡΡΠ°Π½Π½ΡΠ΅ ΡΠΎΠ±ΡΡΠΈΡ Π½Π°ΡΠ°Π»ΠΈ ΡΡΡΠ΅ΠΌΠΈΡΠ΅Π»ΡΠ½ΠΎ Π΄Π²ΠΈΠ³Π°ΡΡΡΡ ΠΊ ΡΠ²ΠΎΠ΅ΠΌΡ ΡΠΆΠ°ΡΠ½ΠΎΠΌΡ ΡΠΈΠ½Π°Π»Ρ; conclusion β Π²ΡΠ²ΠΎΠ΄; ΡΠΈΠ½Π°Π», Π·Π°Π²Π΅ΡΡΠ΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅). The incidents of the next few days are indelibly graven upon my recollection (ΡΠΎΠ±ΡΡΠΈΡ ΡΠ»Π΅Π΄ΡΡΡΠΈΡ Π½Π΅ΡΠΊΠΎΠ»ΡΠΊΠΈΡ Π΄Π½Π΅ΠΉ Π½Π΅ΠΈΠ·Π³Π»Π°Π΄ΠΈΠΌΠΎ Π·Π°ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ°ΡΠ»Π΅Π»ΠΈΡΡ Π² ΠΌΠΎΠ΅ΠΉ ΠΏΠ°ΠΌΡΡΠΈ; to grave β Π²ΡΡΠ΅Π·Π°ΡΡ; ΠΏΡΠΎΠΈΠ·Π²Π΅ΡΡΠΈ Π²ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ°ΡΠ»Π΅Π½ΠΈΠ΅), and I can tell them without reference to the notes (ΠΈ Ρ ΠΌΠΎΠ³Ρ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠ°Π·Π°ΡΡ ΠΈΡ Π½Π΅ ΡΡΡΠ»Π°ΡΡΡ: Β«Π±Π΅Π· ΡΡΡΠ»ΠΊΠΈΒ» Π½Π° Π·Π°ΠΏΠΈΡΠΈ) made at the time (ΡΠ΄Π΅Π»Π°Π½Π½ΡΠ΅ Π² ΡΠΎ Π²ΡΠ΅ΠΌΡ). I start, then, from the day which succeeded that (ΠΈΡΠ°ΠΊ, Ρ Π½Π°ΡΠΈΠ½Π°Ρ ΡΠΎ Π΄Π½Ρ, ΡΠ»Π΅Π΄ΡΡΡΠ΅Π³ΠΎ Π·Π° ΡΠ΅ΠΌ) upon which I had established two facts of great importance (Π² ΠΊΠΎΡΠΎΡΡΠΉ Ρ ΡΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΎΠ²ΠΈΠ» Π΄Π²Π° ΡΠ°ΠΊΡΠ° ΡΡΠ΅Π·Π²ΡΡΠ°ΠΉΠ½ΠΎΠΉ Π²Π°ΠΆΠ½ΠΎΡΡΠΈ), the one that Mrs. Laura Lyons of Coombe Tracey had written to Sir Charles Baskerville (ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ²ΡΠΉ: ΠΌΠΈΡΡΠΈΡ ΠΠΎΡΠ° ΠΠ°ΠΉΠΎΠ½Ρ Π½Π°ΠΏΠΈΡΠ°Π»Π° ΡΡΡΡ Π§Π°ΡΠ»ΡΠ·Ρ ΠΠ°ΡΠΊΠ΅ΡΠ²ΠΈΠ»Ρ) and made an appointment with him at the very place and hour (ΠΈ Π½Π°Π·Π½Π°ΡΠΈΠ»Π° Ρ Π½ΠΈΠΌ ΡΠ²ΠΈΠ΄Π°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ Π² ΡΠΎΠΌ ΡΠ°ΠΌΠΎΠΌ ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΠ΅ ΠΈ Π² ΡΠΎΡ ΡΠ°ΠΌΡΠΉ ΡΠ°Ρ) that he met his death (Π³Π΄Π΅ ΠΎΠ½ Π²ΡΡΡΠ΅ΡΠΈΠ» ΡΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΡ), the other that the lurking man upon the moor (Π²ΡΠΎΡΠΎΠΉ: ΡΠ΅Π»ΠΎΠ²Π΅ΠΊ, ΡΠΊΡΡΠ²Π°ΡΡΠΈΠΉΡΡ Π½Π° Π±ΠΎΠ»ΠΎΡΠ°Ρ ) was to be found among the stone huts upon the hillside (Π΄ΠΎΠ»ΠΆΠ΅Π½ Π½Π°Ρ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΡΡΡΡ Π² /ΠΎΠ΄Π½ΠΎΠΉ ΠΈΠ·/ ΠΊΠ°ΠΌΠ΅Π½Π½ΡΡ Ρ ΠΈΠΆΠΈΠ½ Π½Π° ΡΠΊΠ»ΠΎΠ½Π°Ρ Ρ ΠΎΠ»ΠΌΠΎΠ²). With these two facts in my possession (ΠΈΠΌΠ΅Ρ ΡΡΠΈ Π΄Π²Π° ΡΠ°ΠΊΡΠ°: Β«Ρ ΡΡΠΈΠΌΠΈ Π΄Π²ΡΠΌΡ ΡΠ°ΠΊΡΠ°ΠΌΠΈ Π² ΠΌΠΎΠ΅ΠΌ Π²Π»Π°Π΄Π΅Π½ΠΈΠΈΒ») I felt that either my intelligence or my courage must be deficient (Ρ ΡΡΠ²ΡΡΠ²ΠΎΠ²Π°Π», ΡΡΠΎ ΠΌΠ½Π΅ Π΄ΠΎΠ»ΠΆΠ½ΠΎ Π½Π΅ Π΄ΠΎΡΡΠ°Π²Π°ΡΡ Π»ΠΈΠ±ΠΎ ΡΠΌΠ°, Π»ΠΈΠ±ΠΎ Ρ ΡΠ°Π±ΡΠΎΡΡΠΈ) if I could not throw some further light upon these dark places (Π΅ΡΠ»ΠΈ Ρ Π½Π΅ ΡΠΌΠΎΠ³Ρ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ»ΠΈΡΡ Π±ΠΎΠ»ΡΡΠ΅ ΡΠ²Π΅ΡΠ° Π½Π° ΡΡΠΈ ΠΌΡΠ°ΡΠ½ΡΠ΅ ΡΠΎΠ±ΡΡΠΈΡ; further β ΡΠ²Π΅ΡΡ ΡΠΎΠ³ΠΎ, Π±ΠΎΠ»Π΅Π΅ ΡΠΎΠ³ΠΎ; place β ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡΠΎ; ΡΠΈΡΡΠ°ΡΠΈΡ, ΡΠ»ΡΡΠ°ΠΉ).
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THE extract from my private diary which forms the last chapter has brought my narrative up to the 18th of October, a time when these strange events began to move swiftly towards their terrible conclusion. The incidents of the next few days are indelibly graven upon my recollection, and I can tell them without reference to the notes made at the time. I start, then, from the day which succeeded that upon which I had established two facts of great importance, the one that Mrs. Laura Lyons of Coombe Tracey had written to Sir Charles Baskerville and made an appointment with him at the very place and hour that he met his death, the other that the lurking man upon the moor was to be found among the stone huts upon the hillside. With these two facts in my possession I felt that either my intelligence or my courage must be deficient if I could not throw some further light upon these dark places.