'It's a Trap,' Said Holmes.

We were fortunate in catching a train for leatherhead, where we hired a trap at the station inn and drove for four or five miles through the lovely surrey lanes. Stoke moran: There was a strange contrast between the sweet promise of the spring and this sinister quest upon which we were engaged. And les number two is an excellent argument with a gentleman who can twist seal pokers into knots. That and a tooth brush are, i think, all we need at waterloo. We got off, paid our fare, and the trap rattled back on its way to leatherhead.