Воспоминания Шерлока Холмса
The Resident Patient
Nothinghadbeentouchedortaken,buttherewerethefootprintstoprovethattheintrusionwasanundoubtedfact.
"Mr.BlessingtonseemedmoreexcitedoverthematterthanIshouldhavethoughtpossible,thoughofcourseitwasenoughtodisturbanybody’speaceofmind.Heactuallysatcryinginanarmchair,andIcouldhardlygethimtospeakcoherently.ItwashissuggestionthatIshouldcomeroundtoyou,andofcourseIatoncesawtheproprietyofit,forcertainlytheincidentisaverysingularone,thoughheappearstocompletelyoverrateitsimportance.Ifyouwouldonlycomebackwithmeinmybrougham,youwouldatleastbeabletosoothehim,thoughIcanhardlyhopethatyouwillbeabletoexplainthisremarkableoccurrence."
SherlockHolmeshadlistenedtothislongnarrativewithanintentnesswhichshowedmethathisinterestwaskeenlyaroused.Hisfacewasasimpassiveasever,buthislidshaddroopedmoreheavilyoverhiseyes,andhissmokehadcurledupmorethicklyfromhispipetoemphasizeeachcuriousepisodeinthedoctor’stale.Asourvisitorconcluded,Holmessprangupwithoutaword,handedmemyhat,pickedhisownfromthetable,andfollowedDr.Trevelyantothedoor.Withinaquarterofanhourwehadbeendroppedatthedoorofthephysician’sresidenceinBrookStreet,oneofthosesombre,flat-facedhouseswhichoneassociateswithaWestEndpractice.Asmallpageadmittedus,andwebeganatoncetoascendthebroad,well-carpetedstair.
