In the first place, both my friend and I must spend the night in your
room.
Both Miss Stoner and I gazed at him in astonishment.
Yes, it must be so. Let me explain. I believe that that is the village
inn over there?
Yes, that is the Crown.
Very good. Your windows would be visible from there?
Certainly.
You must confine yourself to your room, on pretence of a headache,
when your stepfather comes back. Then when you hear him retire for the
night, you must open the shutters of your window, undo the hasp, put
your lamp there as a signal to us, and then withdraw quietly with
everything which you are likely to want into the room which you used to
occupy. 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.
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