"How can he see the guiding wands tonight?
We planted them together, he and I, to mark the pathway through the mire.

Oh, if I could only have plucked them out today.

Then indeed you would have had him at your mercy!" It was evident to us that all pursuit was in vain until the fog had lifted.

Meanwhile we left Lestrade in possession of the house while Holmes and I went back with the baronet to Baskerville Hall.

The story of the Stapletons could no longer be withheld from him, but he took the blow bravely when he learned the truth about the woman whom he had loved.