Sherlock Holmes and the House of Fear Page #2

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Sign there gentlemen.

Yes indeed.

Are you staying

long gentlemen?

No, not long.

We just came up here

to look into the...

we just came up here

for the shooting.

Shooting?

Yes grouse of course.

No grouse here sir

for the last forty years.

No grouse?

Cheer up Watson.

You'll find some other

query to occupy our time.

This way gentlemen.

Take the gun will you?

Take the big bag.

So you're back

earlier than usual

Doctor Merrivale.

Gentlemen

I've just made a rather

intriguing discovery.

The village of Inverness

has a

distinguished visitor.

Huh?

Really?

Who?

Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

Who?

I didn't quite

catch the name.

Sherlock Holmes.

Oh.

Sherlock Holmes,

the famous detective.

One wonders what he could

be doing in Inverness.

Have you forgotten

Alastair

that two of our members

have already met

with violent deaths?

Yes, yes, yes

of course yes.

Cosgrave, must you

pace up and down

like a monkey in

a ruddy cage?

I fail to see how what

I do can concern you.

Simpson, Cosgrave,

cannot we behave

like Good Comrades.

Doesn't anything ever get

on your nerves Alastair?

Oh dear me, no.

I have no nerves.

Now tell me MacGregor,

the present head

of the house

is Mr. Bruce

Alastair is it not?

Aye.

Grandson of

Donald Alastair.

He was the lullish one.

Gunned Driercliff House

in a smugglers day.

Got himself blown

to bits by a gun.

Gracious me.

And Angus Alastair

was his son.

He was eaten by cannibals

in the South Seas.

Very unfortunate

family, hey Holmes?

They found Angus' bones.

Sent them back

to Driercliff

where no man ever goes

whole to his grave.

The place is haunted.

Haunted?

You mean ghosts?

Only a fool

believes in ghosts.

Spirits never

haunted Driercliff.

Five minutes to

closing time gentlemen.

Only the memory of evil.

You're wanted at

Driercliff House Sergeant.

What is it woman?

Murder.

Alastair himself is it?

I don't know.

Doctor Merrivale

didn't say.

Mr. Holmes would you

care to come along?

Yes I would, thank you.

Watson.

You mark my words,

Alastair has met

the brutal death

of these fathers.

Awe, good

evening Sergeant.

Oh Mr. Alastair,

this is Mr.

Sherlock Holmes

and Doctor Watson.

I took the liberty of...

Mr. Holmes, Doctor Watson.

How do you do sir?

Oh this excellent,

most excellent.

Please come in gentlemen.

Please come in.

And welcome to

Driercliff House.

Now where is the corpse?

Follow me.

It's by the furnace.

The furnace?

Yes poor Davis

he was burnt to a crisp.

Burnt to a crisp.

I say Holmes

this murder seems a

bit of a fiend hey?

At least he's consistent.

Consistent?

Yes the deaths all follow

the legend of Driercliff.

Well as MacGregor puts it

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