Собака Баскервіллів
Death on the Moor
"Itishe,then,whoisourenemy—itishewhodoggedusinLondon?"
"SoIreadtheriddle."
"Andthewarning—itmusthavecomefromher!"
"Exactly."
Theshapeofsomemonstrousvillainy,halfseen,halfguessed,loomedthroughthedarknesswhichhadgirtmesolong.
"Butareyousureofthis,Holmes? Howdoyouknowthatthewomanishiswife?"
"Becausehesofarforgothimselfastotellyouatruepieceofautobiographyupontheoccasionwhenhefirstmetyou,andIdaresayhehasmanyatimeregretteditsince. HewasonceaschoolmasterinthenorthofEngland. Now,thereisnoonemoreeasytotracethanaschoolmaster. Therearescholasticagenciesbywhichonemayidentifyanymanwhohasbeenintheprofession. Alittleinvestigationshowedmethataschoolhadcometogriefunderatrociouscircumstances,andthatthemanwhohadownedit—thenamewasdifferent—haddisappearedwithhiswife. Thedescriptionsagreed. WhenIlearnedthatthemissingmanwasdevotedtoentomologytheidentificationwascomplete."
Thedarknesswasrising,butmuchwasstillhiddenbytheshadows.
"Ifthiswomanisintruthhiswife,wheredoesMrs.LauraLyonscomein? "Iasked.
"Thatisoneofthepointsuponwhichyourownresearcheshaveshedalight. Yourinterviewwiththeladyhasclearedthesituationverymuch.
