Holmes looked eagerly round for another, but no empty one was in sight.

Then he dashed in wild pursuit amid the stream of the traffic, but the start was too great, and already the cab was out of sight.
"There now!" said Holmes bitterly as he emerged panting and white with vexation from the tide of vehicles.

"Was ever such bad luck and such bad management, too?
Watson, Watson, if you are an honest man you will record this also and set it against my successes!" "Who was the man ?" "I have not an idea." "A spy ?" "Well, it was evident from what we have heard that Baskerville has been very closely shadowed by someone since he has been in town.

How else could it be known so quickly that it was the Northumberland Hotel which he had chosen?
If they had followed him the first day I argued that they would follow him also the second.

You may have observed that I twice strolled over to the window while Dr.Mortimer was reading his legend." "Yes, I remember." "I was looking out for loiterers in the street, but I saw none.