Собака Баскервіллів
Second Report of Dr. Watson
"Iwonderhedares,"saidSirHenry.
"Itmaybesoplacedastobeonlyvisiblefromhere."
"Verylikely. Howfardoyouthinkitis?"
"OutbytheCleftTor,Ithink."
"Notmorethanamileortwooff."
"Hardlythat."
"Well,itcannotbefarifBarrymorehadtocarryoutthefoodtoit. Andheiswaiting,thisvillain,besidethatcandle. Bythunder,Watson,Iamgoingouttotakethatman!"
Thesamethoughthadcrossedmyownmind. ItwasnotasiftheBarrymoreshadtakenusintotheirconfidence. Theirsecrethadbeenforcedfromthem. Themanwasadangertothecommunity,anunmitigatedscoundrelforwhomtherewasneitherpitynorexcuse. Wewereonlydoingourdutyintakingthischanceofputtinghimbackwherehecoulddonoharm. Withhisbrutalandviolentnature,otherswouldhavetopaythepriceifweheldourhands. Anynight,forexample,ourneighbourstheStapletonsmightbeattackedbyhim, anditmayhavebeenthethoughtofthiswhichmadeSirHenrysokeenupontheadventure.
"Iwillcome,"saidI.
"Thengetyourrevolverandputonyourboots. Thesoonerwestartthebetter,asthefellowmayputouthislightandbeoff."
