Sherlock Holmes Investigates

 

At Waterloo 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 countryside. It was a perfect day, with a bright sun and a few fleecy clouds in the heavens. The trees and wayside hedges were just throwing out their first green shoots, and the air was full of the pleasant smell of the moist earth.

To me at least there was a strange contrast between the sweet promise of the spring and this sinister quest upon which we were engaged. My companion sat in the front of the trap, his arms folded, his hat pulled down over his eyes, and his chin sunk upon his breast, buried in the deepest thought. Suddenly, however, he sat up, tapped me on the shoulder, and pointed over the meadows

"Look there!" said he.

A heavily timbered park stretched up in a gentle slope, thickening into a grove at the highest point. From among the branches there could be seen the grey tiles and high roof of a very old mansion.

"Stoke Moran." said he.

Vocabulary:

Leatherhead: An English town in Surrey
Trap: A type of carriage pulled by a horse
Fleecy: Woolly
Wayside: On the side of the road.
Shoots: New green growth
Quest: Mission
Engaged: Busy with.
Tap: To hit gently with one finger or toe
Meadow: Field
Timbered: Covered with trees.
Grove: A group of trees.
Tiles: Something a roof is made of.