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...it Was A Huge Creature, Luminous, Ghastly, And Spectral. I Have Cross-examined These Men, One Of Them A Hard-headed Countryman, One A Farrier, And One A Moorland Farmer, Who All Tell The Same Story Of This Dreadful Apparition, Exactly Corresponding To The Hell-hound Of The Legend. I Assure You That There Is A Reign Of Terror In The District, And That It Is A Hardy Man Who Will Cross The Moor At Night.

I Fear That If The Matter Is Beyond Humanity, It Is Certainly Beyond Me.

When You Have Eliminated The Impossible, What Is Left, No Matter How Unlikely, Is The Truth.

Desultory Readers Are Seldom Remarkable For The Exactness Of Their Learning.

Jealousy Is A Strange Transformer Of Characters.