Пригоди Шерлока Холмса
The Adventure of the Copper Beeches
"Thatisapossiblesolution—infact,asmattersstand,itisthemostprobableone. Butinanycaseitdoesnotseemtobeanicehouseholdforayounglady."
"Butthemoney,Mr.Holmesthemoney!"
"Well,yes,ofcoursethepayisgood—toogood. Thatiswhatmakesmeuneasy. Whyshouldtheygiveyou120poundsayear,whentheycouldhavetheirpickfor40pounds? Theremustbesomestrongreasonbehind."
"IthoughtthatifItoldyouthecircumstancesyouwouldunderstandafterwardsifIwantedyourhelp. IshouldfeelsomuchstrongerifIfeltthatyouwereatthebackofme."
"Oh,youmaycarrythatfeelingawaywithyou. Iassureyouthatyourlittleproblempromisestobethemostinterestingwhichhascomemywayforsomemonths. Thereissomethingdistinctlynovelaboutsomeofthefeatures. Ifyoushouldfindyourselfindoubtorindanger—"
"Danger!Whatdangerdoyouforesee?"
Holmesshookhisheadgravely."Itwouldceasetobeadangerifwecoulddefineit,"saidhe. "Butatanytime,dayornight,atelegramwouldbringmedowntoyourhelp."
"Thatisenough." Sherosebrisklyfromherchairwiththeanxietyallsweptfromherface. "IshallgodowntoHampshirequiteeasyinmymindnow. IshallwritetoMr.Rucastleatonce,sacrificemypoorhairto-night,andstartforWinchesterto-morrow." WithafewgratefulwordstoHolmesshebadeusbothgood-nightandbustledoffuponherway.
