Priklyucheniya Sherloka Kholmsa i doktora Vatsona Sokrovishcha Agry 1983
He wanted a dog of yours.
- That would be Toby.
- Yes, Toby was the name.
Toby lives at No. 7 on the left here.
You have him there!
Good dog, then!
Lestrade has gone.
We have had
an immense display of energy.
He has arrested
not only friend Thaddeus
but the gatekeeper,
the housekeeper, and the Indian
servant.
We have the place to ourselves
but for a sergeant upstairs.
Lend me your bull’s eye, Sergeant.
Dip my handkerchief into the
creosote.
There, on the floor.
Carry my boots down with you,
Watson.
I am going to do a little climbing.
These footsteps belong to a child.
Apart from their size, though.
Is there nothing else?
They appear to be
much as other footmarks.
Not at all.
Look here!
What is the chief difference?
Your toes are all cramped together.
The other print
has each toe distinctly divided.
That is the point.
Bear that in mind.
Now, would you
kindly step over to that flap-window
and smell the edge of the
woodwork?
What is this smell?
- Tarry smell.
- That’s right.
If you can trace him, I should think
that Toby will have no difficulty.
Now run downstairs, loose
the dog, and look out for Blondin.
I will go to the roof.
- That you, Watson?
- Yes.
This is the place.
What is that black thing down there?
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