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Before He could utter another word there was a rumbling so loud beneath the tiled conservatory floor that Watson half choked on his beef . Good grief, was that an Earthquake Holmes? He gulped shoving in another mouthful, gravy trickling down his shirt.Let's go and investigate the cellar I have a distinct feeling that something rather strange is going on down there. Peering disdainfully around the restaurant.Some say that the Inn is haunted by Mary queen of Scots. Watson became faintly amused and a little nervous. There was now no other diners about and the cellar door was just ahead so they ducked in before the waitress returned. DOWN A LONG NARROW STAIRCASE THEY COULD HEAR MUFFLED VOICES AND HURRIED ON. The passages linked to two churches and two other inns nearby. Used in the Tudor period as escape routes for Catholic priests now used as a fight club for a small number of young bartenders.
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