Priklyucheniya Sherloka Kholmsa i doktora Vatsona Sokrovishcha Agry 1983
He had suffered
for years from a weak heart.
When in India, he and I, came into
possession of a considerable
treasure.
I brought it over to England.
Soon Morstan came back to England.
Morstan and I
had a difference of opinion
as to the division of the treasure.
Morstan had sprung out
of his chair, his face turned a dusky
hue.
He fell backward, cutting his head
against the corner of the
treasure-chest.
Do not fear, sahib, no one
need know that you have killed him.
Let us hide him away.
- I did not kill him.
- I heard it all.
I heard you quarrel.
I heard the blow.
But my lips are sealed.
All are asleep in the house.
Let us put him away together.
If my own servant
could not believe my innocence,
how could I hope to make it good
before twelve foolish tradesmen in a
jury-box?
I disposed of the body.
We concealed not only the body
but also the treasure and that I have
clung to Morstan’s share as well as
to my own.
I wish you, therefore, to make
restitution.
Put your ears down to my mouth.
Down to my mouth.
The treasure is hidden in–
Keep him out!
For Christ’s sake keep him out!
We searched the garden
that night but found nothing.
Only a single footmark
was visible in the flower-bed.
Just under the window.
The window of my father’s room
was found open in the morning,
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