Собака Баскервиллей

Second Report of Dr. Watson

           Hisdarkeyes,glaringoutofthewhitemaskofhisface,werefullofhorrorandastonishmentashegazedfromSirHenrytome. 

           "Whatareyoudoinghere,Barrymore?" 

           "Nothing,sir. "Hisagitationwassogreatthathecouldhardlyspeak,andtheshadowssprangupanddownfromtheshakingofhiscandle. "Itwasthewindow,sir. Igoroundatnighttoseethattheyarefastened." 

           "Onthesecondfloor?" 

           "Yes,sir,allthewindows." 

           "Lookhere,Barrymore,"saidSirHenry,sternly; "wehavemadeupourmindstohavethetruthoutofyou,soitwillsaveyoutroubletotellitsoonerratherthanlater. Come,now!Nolies! Whatwereyoudoingatthatwindow?" 

           Thefellowlookedatusinahelplessway,andhewrunghishandstogetherlikeonewhoisinthelastextremityofdoubtandmisery. 

           "Iwasdoingnoharm,sir. Iwasholdingacandletothewindow." 

           "Andwhywereyouholdingacandletothewindow?" 

           "Don’taskme,SirHenrydon’taskme! Igiveyoumyword,sir,thatitisnotmysecret,andthatIcannottellit. IfitconcernednoonebutmyselfIwouldnottrytokeepitfromyou." 

           Asuddenideaoccurredtome,andItookthecandlefromthetremblinghandofthebutler. 

           "Hemusthavebeenholdingitasasignal,"saidI. "Letusseeifthereisanyanswer." 

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