Пригоди Шерлока Холмса
The Adventure of the Speckled Band
"Doneaboutthesametimeasthebell-rope?"remarkedHolmes.
"Yes,therewereseverallittlechangescarriedoutaboutthattime."
"Theyseemtohavebeenofamostinterestingcharacter—dummybell-ropes,andventilatorswhichdonotventilate. Withyourpermission,MissStoner,weshallnowcarryourresearchesintotheinnerapartment."
Dr.GrimesbyRoylott’schamberwaslargerthanthatofhisstepdaughter,butwasasplainlyfurnished. Acamp-bed,asmallwoodenshelffullofbooks,mostlyofatechnicalcharacteranarmchairbesidethebed,aplainwoodenchairagainstthewail,aroundtable,andalargeironsafeweretheprincipalthingswhichmettheeye. Holmeswalkedslowlyroundandexaminedeachandallofthemwiththekeenestinterest.
"What’sinhere?"heasked,tappingthesafe.
"Mystepfather’sbusinesspapers."
"Oh!youhaveseeninside,then?"
"Onlyonce,someyearsago.Irememberthatitwasfullofpapers."
"Thereisn’tacatinit,forexample?"
"No.Whatastrangeidea!"
"Well,lookatthis!" Hetookupasmallsaucerofmilkwhichstoodonthetopofit.
"No;wedon’tkeepacat.Butthereisacheetahandababoon."
