Спогади Шерлока Холмса
Silver Blaze
Shetooknoliquid,astherewasawater-tapinthestables,anditwastherulethattheladondutyshoulddrinknothingelse.Themaidcarriedalanternwithher,asitwasverydarkandthepathranacrosstheopenmoor.
"EdithBaxterwaswithinthirtyyardsofthestableswhenamanappearedoutofthedarknessandcalledtohertostop.Asshesteppedintothecircleofyellowlightthrownbythelanternshesawthathewasapersonofgentlemanlybearing,dressedinagraysuitoftweeds,withaclothcap.Heworegaitersandcarriedaheavystickwithaknobtoit.Shewasmostimpressed,however,bytheextremepallorofhisfaceandbythenervousnessofhismanner.Hisage,shethought,wouldberatheroverthirtythanunderit.
"CanyoutellmewhereIam?"heasked.‘IhadalmostmadeupmymindtosleeponthemoorwhenIsawthelightofyourlantern.’
"YouareclosetotheKing’sPylandtrainingstables,"saidshe.
"Oh,indeed!Whatastrokeofluck!"hecried.‘Iunderstandthatastable-boysleepstherealoneeverynight.Perhapsthatishissupperwhichyouarecarryingtohim.NowIamsurethatyouwouldnotbetooproudtoearnthepriceofanewdress,wouldyou?"Hetookapieceofwhitepaperfoldedupoutofhiswaistcoatpocket.‘Seethattheboyhasthisto-night,andyoushallhavetheprettiestfrockthatmoneycanbuy.
