Собака Баскервіллів

           "It’snowondermyunclefeltasiftroublewerecomingonhiminsuchaplaceasthis,"saidhe. "It’senoughtoscareanyman. I’llhavearowofelectriclampsuphereinsideofsixmonths,andyouwon’tknowitagain, withathousandcandle-powerSwanandEdisonrighthereinfrontofthehalldoor." 

           Theavenueopenedintoabroadexpanseofturf,andthehouselaybeforeus. InthefadinglightIcouldseethatthecentrewasaheavyblockofbuildingfromwhichaporchprojected. Thewholefrontwasdrapedinivy,withapatchclippedbarehereandtherewhereawindoworacoat-of-armsbrokethroughthedarkveil. Fromthiscentralblockrosethetwintowers,ancient,crenelated,andpiercedwithmanyloopholes. Torightandleftoftheturretsweremoremodernwingsofblackgranite. Adulllightshonethroughheavymullionedwindows,andfromthehighchimneyswhichrosefromthesteep,high-angledrooftheresprangasingleblackcolumnofsmoke. 

           "Welcome,SirHenry! WelcometoBaskervilleHall!" 

           Atallmanhadsteppedfromtheshadowoftheporchtoopenthedoorofthewagonette. Thefigureofawomanwassilhouettedagainsttheyellowlightofthehall. Shecameoutandhelpedthemantohanddownourbags. 

           "Youdon’tmindmydrivingstraighthome,SirHenry? "saidDr.Mortimer. "Mywifeisexpectingme." 

           "Surelyyouwillstayandhavesomedinner?" 

           "No,Imustgo. Ishallprobablyfindsomeworkawaitingme. Iwouldstaytoshowyouoverthehouse,butBarrymorewillbeabetterguidethanI. Good-bye,andneverhesitatenightordaytosendformeifIcanbeofservice."