Воспоминания Шерлока Холмса
The Naval Treaty
‘Whatbellisit?’
"‘It’sthebelloftheroomyouwereworkingin.’
"Acoldhandseemedtocloseroundmyheart.Someone,then,wasinthatroomwheremyprecioustreatylayuponthetable.Iranfranticallyupthestairandalongthepassage.Therewasnooneinthecorridors,Mr.Holmes.Therewasnooneintheroom.AllwasexactlyasIleftit,saveonlythatthepaperswhichhadbeencommittedtomycarehadbeentakenfromthedeskonwhichtheylay.Thecopywasthere,andtheoriginalwasgone."
Holmessatupinhischairandrubbedhishands.Icouldseethattheproblemwasentirelytohisheart."Praywhatdidyoudothen?"hemurmured.
"Irecognizedinaninstantthatthethiefmusthavecomeupthestairsfromthesidedoor.OfcourseImusthavemethimifhehadcometheotherway."
"Youweresatisfiedthathecouldnothavebeenconcealedintheroomallthetime,orinthecorridorwhichyouhavejustdescribedasdimlylighted?"
Itisabsolutelyimpossible.Aratcouldnotconcealhimselfeitherintheroomorthecorridor.Thereisnocoveratall."
"Thankyou.Prayproceed."
"Thecommissionaire,seeingbymypalefacethatsomethingwastobefeared,hadfollowedmeupstairs.NowwebothrushedalongthecorridoranddownthesteepstepswhichledtoCharlesStreet.Thedooratthebottomwasclosedbutunlocked.Weflungitopenandrushedout.
