Воспоминания Шерлока Холмса
The Resident Patient
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"ThenIwilltellyou.Afterthrowingdownyourpaper,whichwastheactionwhichdrewmyattentiontoyou,yousatforhalfaminutewithavacantexpression.ThenyoureyesfixedthemselvesuponyournewlyframedpictureofGeneralGordon,andIsawbythealterationinyourfacethatatrainofthoughthadbeenstarted.Butitdidnotleadveryfar.YoureyesturnedacrosstotheunframedportraitofHenryWardBeecher,whichstandsuponthetopofyourbooks.Youthenglancedupatthewall,andofcourseyourmeaningwasobvious.YouwerethinkingthatiftheportraitwereframeditwouldjustcoverthatbarespaceandcorrespondwithGordon’spictureoverthere."
"Youhavefollowedmewonderfully!"Iexclaimed.
"SofarIcouldhardlyhavegoneastray.ButnowyourthoughtswentbacktoBeecher,andyoulookedhardacrossasifyouwerestudyingthecharacterinhisfeatures.Thenyoureyesceasedtopucker,butyoucontinuedtolookacross,andyourfacewasthoughtful.YouwererecallingtheincidentsofBeecher’scareer.IwaswellawarethatyoucouldnotdothiswithoutthinkingofthemissionwhichheundertookonbehalfoftheNorthatthetimeoftheCivilWar,forIrememberyouexpressingyourpassionateindignationatthewayinwhichhewasreceivedbythemoreturbulentofourpeople.YoufeltsostronglyaboutitthatIknewyoucouldnotthinkofBeecherwithoutthinkingofthatalso.
