Пригоди Шерлока Холмса

           Finally,Iwenttothelandlord,whoisanaccountantlivingontheground-floor,andIaskedhimifhecouldtellmewhathadbecomeoftheRed-headedLeague. Hesaidthathehadneverheardofanysuchbody. ThenIaskedhimwhoMr.DuncanRosswas. Heansweredthatthenamewasnewtohim. 

           "‘Well,’saidI,‘thegentlemanatNo.4.’ 

           "‘What,thered-headedman?’ 

           "‘Yes.’ 

           "‘Oh,’saidhe,‘hisnamewasWilliamMorris. Hewasasolicitorandwasusingmyroomasatemporaryconvenienceuntilhisnewpremiseswereready. Hemovedoutyesterday.’ 

           "‘WherecouldIfindhim?’ 

           "‘Oh,athisnewoffices. Hedidtellmetheaddress. Yes,17KingEdwardStreet,nearSt.Paul’s.’ 

           "Istartedoff,Mr.Holmes,butwhenIgottothataddressitwasamanufactoryofartificialknee-caps,andnooneinithadeverheardofeitherMr.WilliamMorrisorMr.DuncanRoss." 

           "Andwhatdidyoudothen?"askedHolmes. 

           "IwenthometoSaxe-CoburgSquare,andItooktheadviceofmyassistant. Buthecouldnothelpmeinanyway. HecouldonlysaythatifIwaitedIshouldhearbypost.