Воспоминания Шерлока Холмса
The Resident Patient
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Helaughedheartilyatmyperplexity.
"Youremember,"saidhe,"thatsomelittletimeago,whenIreadyouthepassageinoneofPoe’ssketches,inwhichaclosereasonerfollowstheunspokenthoughtsofhiscompanion,youwereinclinedtotreatthematterasameretourdeforceoftheauthor.OnmyremarkingthatIwasconstantlyinthehabitofdoingthesamethingyouexpressedincredulity."
"Oh,no!"
"Perhapsnotwithyourtongue,mydearWatson,butcertainlywithyoureyebrows.SowhenIsawyouthrowdownyourpaperandenteruponatrainofthought,Iwasveryhappytohavetheopportunityofreadingitoff,andeventuallyofbreakingintoit,asaproofthatIhadbeeninrapportwithyou."
ButIwasstillfarfromsatisfied."Intheexamplewhichyoureadtome,"saidI,"thereasonerdrewhisconclusionsfromtheactionsofthemanwhomheobserved.IfIrememberright,hestumbledoveraheapofstones,lookedupatthestars,andsoon.ButIhavebeenseatedquietlyinmychair,andwhatcluescanIhavegivenyou?"
"Youdoyourselfaninjustice.Thefeaturesaregiventomanasthemeansbywhichheshallexpresshisemotions,andyoursarefaithfulservants."
"Doyoumeantosaythatyoureadmytrainofthoughtsfrommyfeatures?"
"Yourfeatures,andespeciallyyoureyes.Perhapsyoucannotyourselfrecallhowyourreveriecommenced?"
"No,Icannot.
