Воспоминания Шерлока Холмса

           Anyattemptuponyourparttofollowthecarriagecanonlyendininjurytoyourself.’

           "Heopenedthedoorashespoke,andIhadhardlytimetospringoutwhenthecoachmanlashedthehorseandthecarriagerattledaway.Ilookedaroundmeinastonishment.Iwasonsomesortofaheathycommonmottledoverwithdarkclumpsoffurze-bushes.Farawaystretchedalineofhouses,withalighthereandthereintheupperwindows.OntheothersideIsawtheredsignal-lampsofarailway.

           "Thecarriagewhichhadbroughtmewasalreadyoutofsight.IstoodgazingroundandwonderingwhereonearthImightbe,whenIsawsomeonecomingtowardsmeinthedarkness.AshecameuptomeImadeoutthathewasarailwayporter.

           "‘Canyoutellmewhatplacethisis?"Iasked.

           "‘WandsworthCommon,"saidhe.

           "‘CanIgetatrainintotown?’

           "‘IfyouwalkonamileorsotoClaphamJunction,"saidhe,‘you’lljustbeintimeforthelasttoVictoria.’

           "Sothatwastheendofmyadventure,Mr.Holmes.IdonotknowwhereIwas,norwhomIspokewith,noranythingsavewhatIhavetoldyou.ButIknowthatthereisfoulplaygoingon,andIwanttohelpthatunhappymanifIcan.ItoldthewholestorytoMr.MycroftHolmesnextmorning,andsubsequentlytothepolice."

           Weallsatinsilenceforsomelittletimeafterlisteningtothisextraordinarynarrative.ThenSherlocklookedacrossathisbrother.