Собака Баскервиллей

Second Report of Dr. Watson

           Ihelditashehaddone,andstaredoutintothedarknessofthenight. VaguelyIcoulddiscerntheblackbankofthetreesandthelighterexpanseofthemoor,forthemoonwasbehindtheclouds. AndthenIgaveacryofexultation,foratinypin-pointofyellowlighthadsuddenlytransfixedthedarkveil,andglowedsteadilyinthecentreoftheblacksquareframedbythewindow. 

           "Thereitis!"Icried. 

           "No,no,sir,itisnothingnothingatall!"thebutlerbrokein;"Iassureyou,sir" 

           "Moveyourlightacrossthewindow,Watson! "criedthebaronet. "See,theothermovesalso! Now,yourascal,doyoudenythatitisasignal? Come,speakup! Whoisyourconfederateoutyonder,andwhatisthisconspiracythatisgoingon?" 

           Theman’sfacebecameopenlydefiant. 

           "Itismybusiness,andnotyours. Iwillnottell." 

           "Thenyouleavemyemploymentrightaway." 

           "Verygood,sir. IfImustImust." 

           "Andyougoindisgrace. Bythunder,youmaywellbeashamedofyourself. Yourfamilyhaslivedwithmineforoverahundredyearsunderthisroof,andhereIfindyoudeepinsomedarkplotagainstme." 

           "No,no,sir; no,notagainstyou! "Itwasawoman’svoice,andMrs.Barrymore,palerandmorehorror-struckthanherhusband,wasstandingatthedoor. Herbulkyfigureinashawlandskirtmighthavebeencomicwereitnotfortheintensityoffeelinguponherface. 

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