Воспоминания Шерлока Холмса
The Naval Treaty
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Phelpsseizedhishandandkissedit."Godblessyou!"hecried."Youhavesavedmyhonour."
"Well,myownwasatstake,youknow,"saidHolmes."Iassureyouitisjustashatefultometofailinacaseasitcanbetoyoutoblunderoveracommission."
Phelpsthrustawaythepreciousdocumentintotheinnermostpocketofhiscoat.
"Ihavenotthehearttointerruptyourbreakfastanyfurther,andyetIamdyingtoknowhowyougotitandwhereitwas."
SherlockHolmesswallowedacupofcoffeeandturnedhisattentiontothehamandeggs.Thenherose,lithispipe,andsettledhimselfdownintohischair.
"I’lltellyouwhatIdidfirst,andhowIcametodoitafterwards,"saidhe."AfterleavingyouatthestationIwentforacharmingwalkthroughsomeadmirableSurreyscenerytoaprettylittlevillagecalledRipley,whereIhadmyteaataninnandtooktheprecautionoffillingmyflaskandofputtingapaperofsandwichesinmypocket.ThereIremaineduntilevening,whenIsetoffforWokingagainandfoundmyselfinthehighroadoutsideBriarbraejustaftersunset.
"Well,Iwaiteduntiltheroadwasclear—itisneveraveryfrequentedoneatanytime,Ifancy—andthenIclamberedoverthefenceintothegrounds."
"Surelythegatewasopen!"ejaculatedPhelps.
