Спогади Шерлока Холмса
The Reigate Puzzle
"Yes,we’vehadascareinthispartlately.OldActon,whoisoneofourcountymagnates,hadhishousebrokenintolastMonday.Nogreatdamagedone,butthefellowsarestillatlarge."
"Noclue?"askedHolmes,cockinghiseyeatthecolonel.
"Noneasyet.Buttheaffairisapettyone,oneofourlittlecountrycrimes,whichmustseemtoosmallforyourattention,Mr.Holmes,afterthisgreatinternationalaffair."
Holmeswavedawaythecompliment,thoughhissmileshowedthatithadpleasedhim.
"Wasthereanyfeatureofinterest?"
"Ifancynot.Thethievesransackedhelibraryandgotverylittlefortheirpains.Thewholeplacewasturnedupsidedown,drawersburstopen,andpressesransacked,withtheresultthatanoddvolumeofPope’sHomer,twoplatedcandlesticks,anivoryletter-weight,asmalloakbarometer,andaballoftwineareallthathavevanished."
"Whatanextraordinaryassortment!"Iexclaimed.
"Oh,thefellowsevidentlygrabbedholdofeverythingtheycouldget."
Holmesgruntedfromthesofa.
"Thecountypoliceoughttomakesomethingofthat,"saidhe;"why,itissurelyobviousthat—"
ButIheldupawarningfinger.
"Youarehereforarest,mydearfellow.Forheaven’ssakedon’tgetstartedonanewproblemwhenyournervesareallinshreds.
