Собака Баскервиллей
The Man on the Tor
"YoudoSirCharlesaninjustice. Hedidburntheletter. Butsometimesalettermaybelegibleevenwhenburned. Youacknowledgenowthatyouwroteit?"
"Yes,Ididwriteit,"shecried,pouringouthersoulinatorrentofwords."Ididwriteit. WhyshouldIdenyit?Ihavenoreasontobeashamedofit. Iwishedhimtohelpme. IbelievedthatifIhadaninterviewIcouldgainhishelp,soIaskedhimtomeetme."
"Butwhyatsuchanhour?"
"BecauseIhadonlyjustlearnedthathewasgoingtoLondonnextdayandmightbeawayformonths. TherewerereasonswhyIcouldnotgetthereearlier."
"Butwhyarendezvousinthegardeninsteadofavisittothehouse?"
"Doyouthinkawomancouldgoaloneatthathourtoabachelor’shouse?"
"Well,whathappenedwhenyoudidgetthere?"
"Ineverwent."
"Mrs.Lyons!"
"No,IswearittoyouonallIholdsacred.Ineverwent. Somethingintervenedtopreventmygoing."
"Whatwasthat?"
"Thatisaprivatematter. Icannottellit."
"YouacknowledgethenthatyoumadeanappointmentwithSirCharlesattheveryhourandplaceatwhichhemethisdeath,butyoudenythatyoukepttheappointment."
