The Hound of the Baskervilles Page #4

I'll help you to the cart.

Watch where I step.

Thank you.

Now that you're here, would you

like to come in and see Sir Henry?

- It's as good a time as any.

- How about Miss Stapleton?

- Would she like to come in, too?

- She'll wait where she is.

Very well.

Well, good morning, Miss Stapleton.

Hello.

If you're looking for the new

owner, he's not at home.

Go away.

I haven't introduced myself yet.

I'm Henry Baskerville.

- May I ask...

- Please, go away.

My father will be out in a moment.

So your father's

gone into the hall?

- Let's join him.

- No. Don't.

Here. You wait a minute.

- Leave me alone!

- Just a minute! Calm down!

Now, why did you run away?

Why did you run away?

I've done nothing to frighten you.

- My father.

- What about your father?

- He would have seen us.

- What of it?

Now, would you let me go?

Cecile!

Where have you been?

Come on, girl. Where have you been?

- Good morning.

- Morning.

- Sir Henry Baskerville, isn't it?

- Yes.

I've been looking

forward to meeting you.

My name is Stapleton.

Welcome to Dartmoor.

- You're very kind.

- I run the home farm.

You'll be very welcome

whenever you're that way.

We must be getting on our

way, mustn't we, Cecile?

- Good day to you, sir.

- Good day.

Come on!

Watson, here.

Move the candle about. Quickly.

I swear I saw a light

out there on the moor.

As soon as you picked

up the candle.

Someone out there is signalling

to the house. Come.

Whatever happens, Sir Henry,

you must stay with me.

- We're still in line with the light.

- Yes, but we're not near enough yet.

Keep close to me. Don't go off left,

or you'll be in Grimpen Mire.

Right?

Come on.

Come out! We're armed!

They've gone.

Whoever they are, they

must have heard us.

Watson!

Come on! There's still a chance.

No, no. Quiet. Listen.

He's down there somewhere.

What was that, Watson?

What was that?

It's my heart.

Drink some of this.

Will you be able to get

back if I help you?

I'll try.

Come on, then.

That is for me to

decide, Sir Henry.

I suggest that you

have a little rest.

- Good night.

- Good night.

I really don't know why you

bothered to send for me.

After all, as a doctor, you're

just as capable as I am.

Does your diagnosis confirm mine?

He has a similar heart condition

to his uncle, agreed.

Hereditary, no doubt, but

nowhere near so far advanced.

All the same, I'd like to leave him

in your charge until I get back.

If you insist.

Anyway, my night's sleep is ruined, but

I really can't see that it's necessary.

Nevertheless, I'd appreciate

it if you would stay.

It's essential that I

go back to the moor.

All right. I'll stay.

Why have you left Sir Henry alone?

Holmes.

I repeat, why have you

left Sir Henry alone?

Dr. Mortimer is with him.

- Anyone else?

- Yes. The Barrymores.

Very well, then.

Forgive me if my dramatic

entrance startled you.

It's good to see you again.

It's been rather lonely up here.

This is fantastic.

How long have you been in Devon?

Four hours and 52

minutes less than you.

I caught the next train

down after yours.

But your telegram...

I wrote that before I left town

and had it delivered later.

So it was you I saw.

You might have let me know

what you intended to do.

I'm sorry, but I didn't

want it known I was here.

You would have tried to prevent me.

You will understand,

I had to find Selden.

Selden, the convict?

- That was madness.

- No doubt, but effectual.

- How did you know he was on the moor?

- I read about it in the newspapers.

The escape was well-reported.

I'm surprised you didn't notice it.

He told me all he had seen

since he's been hiding.

What had he seen?

What did he tell you?

There is more evil around us here

than I have ever encountered before.

I still don't see...

Mortimer's gone.

His ponycart's not there.

- You told him to stay with Sir Henry?

- Indeed, I did.

Which way? For heaven's

sake, which way?

Too late.

- We're too late.

- Sir Henry.

Watch out, Holmes.

It's treacherous here.

We must go back and get help,

then come back for the body.

I'm to blame for this.

- I shall never forgive myself.

- I warned him.

What could have possessed him

to come out alone on the moor?

The last of the Baskervilles.

His life was in our hands.

I shall not rest until I destroy

the thing that killed him.

- You're Barrymore, I take it.

- Yes, sir.

Barrymore, I want you to get a

ladder, some rope, and lanterns...

and load them on the cart

within five minutes.

You understand?

- Yes, sir.

- Good.

- Where's your room?

- This way. I'll show you.

And have those

attended to, will you?

Very good, sir.

I'll need a pair of dry stud boots and

a heavy coat before we go out again.

Yes, of course.

You know, Holmes, I can't help feeling

that if I hadn't left Sir Henry alone...

We're to avenge his

death, not mourn over it.

No. This way.

Who's there?

Holmes. For heaven's sake,

when did you get here?

I am glad to see you again.

I am more than glad to

see you, Sir Henry.

Who was it, Holmes?

Who was the poor devil

that died instead of me?

If my deductions are correct,

it was the convict, Selden.

He was a murderer, I know, but

he shouldn't have died that way.

But why him? The curse is only on

the Baskervilles. Is no one safe?

Selden had on the suit you were

wearing when we met in London.

- How did he get them?

- He must've broken in and stolen them.

Possibly, but unlikely.

Sir Henry...

why did Dr. Mortimer leave

so suddenly tonight?

He told me that he'd

stay until I got back.

Stupid row, really.

He kept on about my uncle's death

and the curse on the family, and...

I asked if he was trying to frighten

me and told him to mind his business.

I should like a few words

with Dr. Mortimer sometime.

Excuse me, Sir Henry. Is there

anything else you require?

No, thank you, Barrymore,

not as far as I'm concerned.

- You've prepared a room for Mr. Holmes?

- Yes, sir.

Will you still be needing the ladder

and rope you asked for tonight, sir?

No. Not now.

But I shall want them and

your help in the morning.

Very good, sir.

- Barrymore.

- Sir?

That room at the end of

the corridor upstairs:

Has it been used lately?

- Not for some time, sir.

- I see.

I think you'll find a candle burning

near the window in that room.

Do kindly extinguish it. It's

serving no useful purpose.

- Very good, sir.

- Thank you.

And now, with your

permission, to bed.

Yes. We could all do with

a good night's sleep.

This, I perceive, is Sir Hugo Baskerville,

the man who started all the trouble.

Yes, it is. How the

devil did you know?

Family likeness. There are certain

features that are unmistakable.

What happened to the

picture that hung here?

That one? Nobody knows.

It disappeared some time ago.

Yes.

Yes, of course. It had to.

Stupid of me.

Yes. Good night.

That's strange. There's

nothing there.

I could have sworn that

that was the spot.

It must be more over this way.

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