I have no doubt that, in spite of the repairs, you could manage there for one night." "Oh, yes, easily." "The rest you will leave in our hands." "But what will you do ?" "We shall spend the night in your room, and we shall investigate the cause of this noise which has disturbed you." "I believe, Mr.Holmes, that you have already made up your mind," said Miss Stoner, laying her hand upon my companion's sleeve.
"Perhaps I have." "Then, for pity's sake, tell me what was the cause of my sister's death." "I should prefer to have clearer proofs before I speak." "You can at least tell me whether my own thought is correct, and if she died from some sudden fright." "No, I do not think so.

I think that there was probably some more tangible cause.

And now, Miss Stoner, we must leave you for if Dr.Roylott returned and saw us our journey would be in vain.
Good-bye, and be brave, for if you will do what I have told you, you may rest assured that we shall soon drive away the dangers that threaten you." Sherlock Holmes and I had no difficulty in engaging a bedroom and sitting-room at the Crown Inn.

They were on the upper floor, and from our window we could command a view of the avenue gate, and of the inhabited wing of Stoke Moran Manor House.

At dusk we saw Dr.Grimesby Roylott drive past, his huge form looming up beside the little figure of the lad who drove him.