Собака Баскервиллей

The Hound of the Baskervilles

           Onetowelpassedroundthethroatandwassecuredatthebackofthepillar. Anothercoveredthelowerpartoftheface,andoverittwodarkeyeseyesfullofgriefandshameandadreadfulquestioningstaredbackatus. Inaminutewehadtornoffthegag,unswathedthebonds,andMrs.Stapletonsankuponthefloorinfrontofus. AsherbeautifulheadfelluponherchestIsawtheclearredwealofawhiplashacrossherneck. 

           "Thebrute! "criedHolmes. "Here,Lestrade,yourbrandy-bottle! Putherinthechair! Shehasfaintedfromill-usageandexhaustion." 

           Sheopenedhereyesagain. 

           "Ishesafe? "sheasked. "Hasheescaped?" 

           "Hecannotescapeus,madam." 

           "No,no,Ididnotmeanmyhusband. SirHenry? Ishesafe?" 

           "Yes." 

           "Andthehound?" 

           "Itisdead." 

           Shegavealongsighofsatisfaction. 

           "ThankGod! ThankGod! Oh,thisvillain! Seehowhehastreatedme! "Sheshotherarmsoutfromhersleeves,andwesawwithhorrorthattheywereallmottledwithbruises. "Butthisisnothingnothing! Itismymindandsoulthathehastorturedanddefiled. Icouldendureitall,ill-usage,solitude,alifeofdeception,everything,aslongasIcouldstillclingtothehopethatIhadhislove, butnowIknowthatinthisalsoIhavebeenhisdupeandhistool. "Shebrokeintopassionatesobbingasshespoke. 

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