Воспоминания Шерлока Холмса

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           Wehadbeenwalkingbrisklyduringthisconversation,andafewmoreminutesbroughtustothehollowinquestion.AtHolmes’srequestIwalkeddownthebanktotheright,andhetotheleft,butIhadnottakenfiftypacesbeforeIheardhimgiveashoutandsawhimwavinghishandtome.Thetrackofahorsewasplainlyoutlinedinthesoftearthinfrontofhim,andtheshoewhichhetookfromhispocketexactlyfittedtheimpression.

           "Seethevalueofimagination,"saidHolmes."ItistheonequalitywhichGregorylacks.Weimaginedwhatmighthavehappened,acteduponthesupposition,andfindourselvesjustified.Letusproceed."

           Wecrossedthemarshybottomandpassedoveraquarterofamileofdry,hardturf.Againthegroundsloped,andagainwecameonthetracks.Thenwelostthemforhalfamile,butonlytopickthemuponcemorequiteclosetoMapleton.ItwasHolmeswhosawthemfirst,andhestoodpointingwithalookoftriumphuponhisface.Aman’strackwasvisiblebesidethehorse‘s.

           "Thehorsewasalonebefore,"Icried.

           "Quiteso.Itwasalonebefore.Hullo,whatisthis?"

           ThedoubletrackturnedsharpoffandtookthedirectionofKing’sPyland.Holmeswhistled,andwebothfollowedalongafterit.Hiseyeswereonthetrail,butIhappenedtolookalittletoonesideandsawtomysurprisethesametrackscomingbackagainintheoppositedirection.

           "Oneforyou,Watson,"saidHolmeswhenIpointeditout.