Приключения Шерлока Холмса
The Adventure of the Engineer’s Thumb
Withoutawordhegraspedmyarmandhurriedmeintoacarriage,thedoorofwhichwasstandingopen. Hedrewupthewindowsoneitherside,tappedonthewood-work,andawaywewentasfastasthehorsecouldgo."
"Onehorse?"interjectedHolmes.
"Yes,onlyone."
"Didyouobservethecolour?"
"Yes,Isawitbytheside-lightswhenIwassteppingintothecarriage. Itwasachestnut."
"Tired-lookingorfresh?"
"Oh,freshandglossy."
"Thankyou. Iamsorrytohaveinterruptedyou. Praycontinueyourmostinterestingstatement."
"Awaywewentthen,andwedroveforatleastanhour. ColonelLysanderStarkhadsaidthatitwasonlysevenmiles,butIshouldthink,fromtheratethatweseemedtogo,andfromthetimethatwetook,thatitmusthavebeennearertwelve. Hesatatmysideinsilenceallthetime,andIwasaware,morethanoncewhenIglancedinhisdirection,thathewaslookingatmewithgreatintensity. Thecountryroadsseemtobenotverygoodinthatpartoftheworld,forwelurchedandjoltedterribly. Itriedtolookoutofthewindowstoseesomethingofwherewewere,buttheyweremadeoffrostedglass,andIcouldmakeoutnothingsavetheoccasionalbrightblurofapassinglight. NowandthenIhazardedsomeremarktobreakthemonotonyofthejourney,butthecolonelansweredonlyinmonosyllables,andtheconversationsoonflagged.
