ly presence who

looked stonily at us from the centre of dr. huxtable's

hearthrug. beside him stood a very young man, whom i

understood to be wilder, the private secretary. he was

small, nervous, alert, with intelligent, light-blue eyes

and mobile features. it was he who at once, in an incisive

and positive tone, opened the conversation.

"i called this morning, dr. huxtable, too late to prevent

you from starting for london. i learned that your object

was to invite mr. sherlock holmes to undertake the conduct

of this case. his grace is surprised, dr. huxtable, that

you should have taken such a step without consulting him."

"when i learned that the police had failed ----"

"his grace is by no means convinced that the police have

failed."

"but surely, mr. wilder ----"

"you are well aware, dr. huxtable, that his grace is

particularly anxious to avoid all public scandal.

he prefers to take as few people as possible into his

confidence."

"the matter can be easily remedied," said the brow-beaten

doctor; "mr. sherlock holmes can return to london by the

morning train."

"hardly that, doctor, hardly that," said holmes, in his

blandest voice. "this northern air is invigorating and

pleasant, so i propose to spend a few days upon your moors,

and to occupy my mind as best i may. whether i have the

shelter of your roof or of the village inn is, of course,

for you to decide."

i could see that the unfortunate doctor was in the last

stage of indecision, from which he was rescued by the deep,

sonorous voice of the red-bearded duke, which boomed out

like a dinner-gong.

"i agree with mr. wilder, dr. huxtable, that you would have

done wisely to consult me. but since mr. holmes has

already been taken into your confidence, it would indeed be

absurd that we should not avail ourselves of his services.

far from going to the inn, mr. holmes, i should be pleased

if you would come and stay with me at holdernesse hall."

"i thank your grace. for the purposes of my investigation

i think that it would be wiser for me to remain at the

scene of the mystery."

"just as you like, mr. holmes. any information which

mr. wilder or i can give you is, of course, at your disposal."

"it will probably be necessary for me to see you at the hall,"

said holmes. "i would only ask you now, sir,

whether you have formed any explanation in your own mind

as to the mysterious disappearance of your son?"

"no, sir, i have not."

"excuse me if i allude to that which is painful to you,

but i have no alternative. do you think that the duchess

had anything to do with the matter?"

the great minister showed perceptible hesitation.

"i do not think so," he said, at last.

"the other most obvious explanation is that the child

has been kidnapped for the purpose of levying ransom.

you have not had any demand of the sort?"

"no, sir."

"one more question, your grace. i understand that you

wrote to your son upon the day when this incident occurred."

"no; i wrote upon the day before."

"exactly. but he received it on that day?"

"yes."

"was there anything in your letter which might have

unbalanced him or induced him to take such a step?"

"no, sir, certainly not."

"did you post that letter yourself?"

the nobleman's reply was interrupted by his secretary,

who broke in with some heat.

"his grace is not in the habit of posting letters himself,"

said he. "this letter was laid with others upon the study

table, and i myself put them in the post-bag."

"you are sure this one was among them?"

"yes; i observed it."

"how many letters did your grace write that day?"

"twenty or thirty. i have a large correspondence.

but surely this is somewhat irrelevant?"

"not entirely," said holmes.

"for my own part," the duke continued, "i have advised the

police to turn their attention to the south of france.

i have already said that i do not believe that the duchess

would encourage so monstrous an action, but the lad had the

most wrong-headed opinions, and it is possible that he may

have fled to her, aided and abetted by this german.

i think, dr. huxtable, that we will now return to the hall."

i could see that there were other questions which holmes

would have wished to put; but the nobleman's abrupt manner

showed that the interview was at an end. it was evident

that to his intensely aristocratic nature this discussion

of his intimate family affairs with a stranger was most

abhorrent, and that he feared lest every fresh question

would throw a fiercer light into the discreetly shadowed

corners of his ducal history.

when the nobleman and his secretary had left, my friend

flung himself at once with characteristic eagerness into

the investigation.

the boy's chamber was carefully examined, and yielded

nothing save the absolute conviction that it was only

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