Priklyucheniya Sherloka Kholmsa i doktora Vatsona Sokrovishcha Agry 1983
- But she will refuse.
- She will not be able to.
I hear the rumble of wheels.
Please, Madam.
Please.
Now carry out my orders to the
letter.
Stop it, gentlemen.
- Are you much hurt?
- He is dead
Is he really?
- No, no, there’s life in him!
- He is breathing.
He can’t lie in the street.
May we bring him in, mam?
Surely.
Bring him into the sitting room.
Carefully.
Show gentlemen the way.
Stairs, be careful.
Hold the door.
Fire!
- Fire!
- Where?
You have the photograph?
The photograph is in a recess
behind a sliding panel just above
the bell-pull.
And where is it now?
As I said, it is there.
When a married woman thinks that
her house is on fire, she grabs at her
baby,
an unmarried one
reaches for her jewel-box,
and Irene Adler took the
photograph.
I saw a half of it.
How was my fire?
You did it very nicely, Doctor.
You are the best campaigner.
When I cried out
that it was a false alarm,
she replaced it, glanced at the
rocket, and I have not seen her
since.
Why didn’t you take the photograph?
I am in a very nice mood, Watson.
Let the king go to her
to take that photograph.
Besides,
the servant always watched me.
Good evening, mister Holmes.
Good evening.
A letter for you.
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