Suddenly the door of our room was thrown open and a man
appeared. He was so large that his body almost filled the doorway.
His face was red and his eyes were cruel.
The man stared at Holmes. Then he looked at me.
'Which
of you is
Holmes?'
he asked rudely.
'That's
my
name,'
answered my friend quietly.
'Well,
I'm
Dr Grimesby Roylott of Stoke
Moran,'
said the
man.
'I
know my stepdaughter's been here. I followed her. What
has she been saying to
you?'
Holmes was not afraid of the large man. He was not going to
tell Dr Roylott anything about Helen Stoner's visit. So he said
politely,
'The
weather is a little cold just now, isn't
it?