Воспоминания Шерлока Холмса
The Musgrave Ritual
Hewassittingfullydressed,inaneasy-chair,withaslipofpaperwhichlookedlikeamapuponhisknee,andhisforeheadsunkforwarduponhishandindeepthought.Istooddumbwithastonishment,watchinghimfromthedarkness.Asmalltaperontheedgeofthetableshedafeeblelightwhichsufficedtoshowmethathewasfullydressed.Suddenly,asIlooked,herosefromhischair,and,walkingovertoabureauattheside,heunlockeditanddrewoutoneofthedrawers.Fromthishetookapaper,and,returningtohisseat,heflatteneditoutbesidethetaperontheedgeofthetableandbegantostudyitwithminuteattention.MyindignationatthiscalmexaminationofourfamilydocumentsovercamemesofarthatItookastepforward,andBrunton,lookingup,sawmestandinginthedoorway.Hesprangtohisfeet,hisfaceturnedlividwithfear,andhethrustintohisbreastthechart-likepaperwhichhehadbeenoriginallystudying.
"ι"So!"saidI."Thisishowyourepaythetrustwhichwehavereposedinyou.Youwillleavemyserviceto-morrow."
"‘Hebowedwiththelookofamanwhoisutterlycrushedandslunkpastmewithoutaword.Thetaperwasstillonthetable,andbyitslightIglancedtoseewhatthepaperwaswhichBruntonhadtakenfromthebureau.Tomysurpriseitwasnothingofanyimportanceatall,butsimplyacopyofthequestionsandanswersinthesingularoldobservancecalledtheMusgraveRitual.
