Приключения Шерлока Холмса

           "Verygood,Lestrade,"saidHolmes,laughing. "Youreallyareveryfineindeed.Letmeseeit." Hetookupthepaperinalistlessway,buthisattentioninstantlybecameriveted,andhegavealittlecryofsatisfaction. "Thisisindeedimportant,"saidhe. 

           "Ha!youfinditso?" 

           "Extremelyso.Icongratulateyouwarmly." 

           Lestraderoseinhistriumphandbenthisheadtolook. "Why,"heshrieked,"you’relookingatthewrongside!" 

           "Onthecontrary,thisistherightside." 

           "Therightside?You’remad!Hereisthenotewritteninpenciloverhere." 

           "Andoverhereiswhatappearstobethefragmentofahotelbill,whichinterestsmedeeply." 

           "There’snothinginit.Ilookedatitbefore,"saidLestrade. 

           "Oct.4th,rooms8s.,breakfast2s.6d.,cocktail1s.,lunch2s.6d.,glasssherry,8d. 

           Iseenothinginthat." 

           "Verylikelynot.Itismostimportant,allthesame.Astothenote,itisimportantalso,oratleasttheinitialsare,soIcongratulateyouagain." 

           "I’vewastedtimeenough,"saidLestrade,rising. "Ibelieveinhardworkandnotinsittingbythefirespinningfinetheories. Good-day,Mr.Holmes,andweshallseewhichgetstothebottomofthematterfirst." Hegatheredupthegarments,thrustthemintothebag,andmadeforthedoor.