If he was vulnerable he was mortal, and if we could wound him we could kill him.

Never have I seen a man run as Holmes ran that night.

I am reckoned fleet of foot, but he outpaced me as much as I outpaced the little professional.

In front of us as we flew up the track we heard scream after scream from Sir Henry and the deep roar of the hound.

I was in time to see the beast spring upon its victim, hurl him to the ground, and worry at his throat.