Возвращение Шерлока Холмса
The Adventure of the Three Students
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“Hastheouterdooraspringlock?”
“No,sir.”
“Thenitwasopenallthetime?”
“Yes,sir.”
“Anyoneintheroomcouldgetout?”
“Yes,sir.”
“WhenMr.Soamesreturnedandcalledforyou,youwereverymuchdisturbed?”
“Yes,sir.SuchathinghasneverhappenedduringthemanyyearsthatIhavebeenhere.Inearlyfainted,sir.”
“SoIunderstand.Wherewereyouwhenyoubegantofeelbad?”
“WherewasI,sir?Why,here,nearthedoor.”
“Thatissingular,becauseyousatdowninthatchairoveryondernearthecorner.Whydidyoupasstheseotherchairs?”
“Idon’tknow,sir,itdidn’tmattertomewhereIsat.”
“Ireallydon’tthinkheknewmuchaboutit,Mr.Holmes.Hewaslookingverybad—quiteghastly.”
“Youstayedherewhenyourmasterleft?”
“Onlyforaminuteorso.ThenIlockedthedoorandwenttomyroom.”
“Whomdoyoususpect?”
“Oh,Iwouldnotventuretosay,sir.Idon’tbelievethereisanygentlemaninthisuniversitywhoiscapableofprofitingbysuchanaction.No,sir,I’llnotbelieveit.”
“Thankyou,thatwilldo,”saidHolmes.“Oh,onemoreword.Youhavenotmentionedtoanyofthethreegentlemenwhomyouattendthatanythingisamiss?”
“No,sir—notaword.”
“Youhaven’tseenanyofthem?”
“No,sir.”
“Verygood.Now,Mr.Soames,wewilltakeawalkinthequadrangle,ifyouplease.”
Threeyellowsquaresoflightshoneaboveusinthegatheringgloom.
“Yourthreebirdsareallintheirnests,”saidHolmes,lookingup.“Halloa!What’sthat?Oneofthemseemsrestlessenough.
