Holmes examined these pictures carefully. Suddenly he
jumped up.
'We
must go to Norfolk at once,
Watson,'
he said.
At that moment, a telegram arrived for Holmes. It was the
answer he had been waiting for. Holmes read the telegram and his
face looked serious.
'Mr
Cubitt is in terrible
danger,'
he said.
'He
needs our
help.'
But, unfortunately, we were not able to go to Norfolk that
evening. It was late and the last train had gone. The next train was
not until the morning. In the morning, we travelled to Norfolk.
At the station, we asked our way to Ridling Thorpe Manor.
'Are
you the detectives from
London?'
the stationmaster
asked.
'Why
do you think we are detectives from
London?'
asked
Holmes in surprise.