Собака Баскервиллей
The Hound of the Baskervilles
"Youbearhimnogoodwill,madam,"saidHolmes. "Tellusthenwhereweshallfindhim. Ifyouhaveeveraidedhiminevil,helpusnowandsoatone."
"Thereisbutoneplacewherehecanhavefled,"sheanswered. "Thereisanoldtinmineonanislandintheheartofthemire. Itwastherethathekepthishoundandtherealsohehadmadepreparationssothathemighthavearefuge.Thatiswherehewouldfly."
Thefog-banklaylikewhitewoolagainstthewindow.Holmesheldthelamptowardsit.
"See,"saidhe. "NoonecouldfindhiswayintotheGrimpenMireto-night."
Shelaughedandclappedherhands. Hereyesandteethgleamedwithfiercemerriment.
"Hemayfindhiswayin,butneverout,"shecried. "Howcanheseetheguidingwandsto-night? Weplantedthemtogether,heandI,tomarkthepathwaythroughthemire. Oh,ifIcouldonlyhavepluckedthemoutto-day. Thenindeedyouwouldhavehadhimatyourmercy!"
Itwasevidenttousthatallpursuitwasinvainuntilthefoghadlifted. MeanwhileweleftLestradeinpossessionofthehousewhileHolmesandIwentbackwiththebaronettoBaskervilleHall. ThestoryoftheStapletonscouldnolongerbewithheldfromhim, buthetooktheblowbravelywhenhelearnedthetruthaboutthewomanwhomhehadloved. Buttheshockofthenight’sadventureshadshatteredhisnerves,andbeforemorninghelaydeliriousinahighfever,underthecareofDr.Mortimer. ThetwoofthemweredestinedtotraveltogetherroundtheworldbeforeSirHenryhadbecomeoncemorethehale,heartymanthathehadbeen beforehebecamemasterofthatill-omenedestate.
