applying hand to vikhram must by forehead, cab awaits on the street.
Molodchina! encouragingly said Kholms. why Skotlend- yard it does not use this new in model'yu? it continued, after advancing the box of table and obtaining the pair of steel naruchnikov. you look, as spring wonderfully acts they begin to flap instantly. My let us manage with old model, answered Lestreyd, it would be on whom it put on. Otlichno, otlichno! it smiled Kholms. let kebmen thus far will lay downward my things. Call it, Wiggins. YA astonished: Holmes, apparently, intended to leave, but to me he said not word! In the room small trunk stood; Holmes took out it to the middle and, after kneeling, it began to be conveyed with the belts.you Pomogite to me to tighten this belt, without turning head, he said to entered kebmenu. Kebmen with the provocatively disdainful form took a step it forward and lengthened hands to the belt. Was heard sharp flick, metallic tinkling, and Sherlock Holmes rapidly rose to the feet. His eyes shone. Dzhentl'meny, it exclaimed it, make it possible to present to you mister Jefferson Hope, killer Of enokha Of drebbera and Joseph stendzherson! Vse occurred into one instant, even it did not have time to consider, in what the matter. But into the memory my forever cut into this minute triumphant smile of Holmes and his ringing voice and the wild, amazed expression on face of kebmena at the sight of the bright handcuffs, as if by magic of those forged its hands. we, after growing torpid, stood Second- other, as if rock idols. Suddenly prisoner with the furious roar was pulled out from the hands of Holmes and threw to the window. He knocked out frame by glass-, but he did not have time to jump out: Gregson, Lestreyd and Holmes were attacked it as bloodhounds, and they dragged away from the window. Severe struggle began. The become furious criminal possessed the unusual force: as we not tried to be piled to it, it continually scattered us to the different sides. This supernatural force is perhaps only in person, who is beaten in the epileptic fit. Its face and hands were cut by the splinters of glass, but, in spite of the loss of the blood, it resisted with the not a bit not weakened fury. And only when Lestreyd contrived to push through hand under its scarf, gripped it for the throat and nearly it suffocated, he understood what to fight uselessly; nevertheless we did not feel ourselves out of danger, until they connect to him foot. Finally, hardly transferring spirit, we rose from the floor.
Vnizu stands cab, he said Sherlock kholms. on it we will deliver it into the Skotlend- yard. Well, then gentlemen, it pleasantly smiled, our small secret no longer exists. I please you, pose any questions and do not fear, that I will refuse to answer.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
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