Today, for example, its surface was broken by a very unexpected ripple, which has caused our friend considerable perplexity and annoyance.
After the conversation which I have quoted about Barrymore, Sir Henry put on his hat and prepared to go out.

As a matter of course I did the same.
"What, are you coming, Watson ?" he asked, looking at me in a curious way.
"That depends on whether you are going on the moor," said I.
"Yes, I am." "Well, you know what my instructions are.

I am sorry to intrude, but you heard how earnestly Holmes insisted that I should not leave you, and especially that you should not go alone upon the moor." Sir Henry put his hand upon my shoulder with a pleasant smile.
"My dear fellow," said he, "Holmes, with all his wisdom, did not foresee some things which have happened since I have been on the moor.

You understand me?
I am sure that you are the last man in the world who would wish to be a spoil-sport.

I must go out alone." It put me in a most awkward position.