Собака Баскервиллей

Second Report of Dr. Watson

           Fromcrimetocrimehesanklowerandlower,untilitisonlythemercyofGodwhichhassnatchedhimfromthescaffold; buttome,sir,hewasalwaysthelittlecurly-headedboythatIhadnursedandplayedwith,asaneldersisterwould. Thatwaswhyhebrokeprison,sir. HeknewthatIwashereandthatwecouldnotrefusetohelphim. Whenhedraggedhimselfhereonenight,wearyandstarving,withthewardershardathisheels,whatcouldwedo? Wetookhiminandfedhimandcaredforhim. Thenyoureturned,sir,andmybrotherthoughthewouldbesaferonthemoorthananywhereelseuntilthehueandcrywasover,sohelayinhidingthere. Buteverysecondnightwemadesureifhewasstilltherebyputtingalightinthewindow,andiftherewasananswermyhusbandtookoutsomebreadandmeattohim. Everydaywehopedthathewasgone,butaslongashewastherewecouldnotdeserthim. Thatisthewholetruth,asIamanhonestChristianwoman, andyouwillseethatifthereisblameinthematteritdoesnotliewithmyhusband,butwithme,forwhosesakehehasdoneallthathehas." 

           Thewoman’swordscamewithanintenseearnestnesswhichcarriedconvictionwiththem. 

           "Isthistrue,Barrymore?" 

           "Yes,SirHenry. Everywordofit." 

           "Well,Icannotblameyouforstandingbyyourownwife. ForgetwhatIhavesaid. Gotoyourroom,youtwo,andweshalltalkfurtheraboutthismatterinthemorning." 

           Whentheyweregonewelookedoutofthewindowagain. SirHenryhadflungitopen,andthecoldnightwindbeatinuponourfaces. Farawayintheblackdistancetherestillglowedthatonetinypointofyellowlight. 

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