




                                                 13th October
My Dear Holmes,

My previous letters & telegrams have kept you pretty well up
to date as to all that has occurred in this most God-
forsaken corner of the world. I will not trouble your severely
practical mind with my own fancies.
A fortnight has gone since the convict escaped and
nothing has been heard of him, to the relief of many lonely,
isolated households, such as the Stapletons. He could hide
in a stone hut on the moor, but there is nothing to eat
