Воспоминания Шерлока Холмса

The Yellow Face

           Willmeettheseven-o’clocktrainandwilltakenostepsuntilyouarrive.

           Hewaswaitingontheplatformwhenwesteppedout,andwecouldseeinthelightofthestationlampsthathewasverypale,andquiveringwithagitation.

           "Theyarestillthere,Mr.Holmes,"saidhe,layinghishandharduponmyfriend’ssleeve."IsawlightsinthecottageasIcamedown.Weshallsettleitnowonceandforall."

           "Whatisyourplan,then?"askedHolmesashewalkeddownthedarktree-linedroad.

           "Iamgoingtoforcemywayinandseeformyselfwhoisinthehouse.Iwishyoubothtobethereaswitnesses."

           "Youarequitedeterminedtodothisinspiteofyourwife’swarningthatitisbetterthatyoushouldnotsolvethemystery?"

           "Yes,Iamdetermined."

           "Well,Ithinkthatyouareintheright.Anytruthisbetterthanindefinitedoubt.Wehadbettergoupatonce.Ofcourse,legally,weareputtingourselveshopelesslyinthewrong;butIthinkthatitisworthit."

           Itwasaverydarknight,andathinrainbegantofallasweturnedfromthehighroadintoanarrowlane,deeplyrutted,withhedgesoneitherside.Mr.GrantMunropushedimpatientlyforward,however,andwestumbledafterhimasbestwecould.

           "Therearethelightsofmyhouse,"hemurmured,pointingtoaglimmeramongthetrees."AndhereisthecottagewhichIamgoingtoenter.

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