Holmes, they were the footprints
of a gigantic hound
Nothing has been touched or taken, but there were the footprints
to prove that the intrusion was an undoubted fact.
And well it might; for if the chain that bound a saint, and the footprints
a saint has left upon a stone he chanced to stand upon, be holy, surely the spot where a man gave up his life for his faith is holy.
As he examined the newer spoor a tiny particle of earth toppled from the outer edge of one of the footprints
to the bottom of its shallow depression--ah, the trail was very fresh, his prey must have but scarcely passed.
At first there had been the spoor of wild beasts over the footprints
of Jane Clayton, while upon the top of all Rokoff's spoor showed that he had passed over the trail after the animals had left their records upon the ground.
From what we knew of von Schoenvorts, we would not have been surprised at anything from him; but the footprints
by the spring seemed indisputable evidence that one of Caprona's undeveloped men had borne off the girl I loved.
Making, with his leaky shoes, a crooked line of slushy footprints
in the mire; and blowing on his chilly hands and rubbing them against each other, poorly defended from the searching cold by threadbare mufflers of grey worsted, with a private apartment only for the thumb, and a common room or tap for the rest of the fingers; Toby, with his knees bent and his cane beneath his arm, still trotted.
Then, knowing to an inch where the bulbs which were to produce the black tulip were planted, he ran towards the spot, following, however, the gravelled walks in order not to be betrayed by his footprints
, and, on arriving at the precise spot, he proceeded, with the eagerness of a tiger, to plunge his hand into the soft ground.
Pungent it was in his nostrils, but never, since first he had smelled out the footprints
of man, had he encountered such a scent.
Both noses went down to the footprints
in the snow.
A thick coating of dust, slightly dampened by the mist, covered the floor of the bridge, but the only footprints
were those of Mr.
There are twenty years of footprints
fairly distinct, the impressions of bleeding feet.
But these others are not the footprints
of man or woman or grey wolves or bears or lions, nor do I think they are the tracks of a rough- maned Centaur -- whoever it be that with swift feet makes such monstrous footprints
; wonderful are the tracks on this side of the way, but yet more wonderfully are those on that.
Just sit in the corner there, that your footprints
may not complicate matters.
Without giving any further attention to Daddy Jacques, my friend took a piece of paper from his pocket, and taking out a pair of scissors, bent over the footprints