Воспоминания Шерлока Холмса
The Yellow Face
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Weturnedacornerinthelaneashespoke,andtherewasthebuildingclosebesideus.Ayellowbarfallingacrosstheblackforegroundshowedthatthedoorwasnotquiteclosed,andonewindowintheupperstorywasbrightlyilluminated.Aswelooked,wesawadarkblurmovingacrosstheblind.
"Thereisthatcreature!"criedGrantMunro."Youcanseeforyourselvesthatsomeoneisthere.Nowfollowme,andweshallsoonknowall."
Weapproachedthedoor,butsuddenlyawomanappearedoutoftheshadowandstoodinthegoldentrackofthelamplight.Icouldnotseeherfaceinthedarkness,butherarmswerethrownoutinanattitudeofentreaty.
"ForGod’ssake,don‘t,Jack!"shecried."Ihadapresentimentthatyouwouldcomethisevening.Thinkbetterofit,dear!Trustmeagain,andyouwillneverhavecausetoregretit."
"Ihavetrustedyoutoolong,Effie,"hecriedsternly."Leavegoofme!Imustpassyou.MyfriendsandIaregoingtosettlethismatteronceandforever!"Hepushedhertooneside,andwefollowedcloselyafterhim.Ashethrewthedooropenanoldwomanranoutinfrontofhimandtriedtobarhispassage,buthethrustherback,andaninstantafterwardswewerealluponthestairs.GrantMunrorushedintothelightedroomatthetop,andweenteredathisheels.
Itwasacosy,well-furnishedapartment,withtwocandlesburninguponthetableandtwouponthemantelpiece.