Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes

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Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes Arthur Conan Doyle

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  Holmes,butitseemedtosendachillrightdownmyback。Iwassomelittlewayoff,sothatIcouldnotmakeoutthefeatures,buttherewassomethingunnaturalandinhumanabouttheface。ThatwastheimpressionthatIhad,andImovedquicklyforwardstogetanearerviewofthepersonwhowaswatchingme。

  ButasIdidsothefacesuddenlydisappeared,sosuddenlythatitseemedtohavebeenpluckedawayintothedarknessoftheroom。Istoodforfiveminutesthinkingthebusinessover,andtryingtoanalyzemyimpressions。Icouldnottellifthefacewerethatofamanorawoman。Ithadbeentoofarfrommeforthat。Butitscolorwaswhathadimpressedmemost。

  Itwasofalividchalkywhite,andwithsomethingsetandrigidaboutitwhichwasshockinglyunnatural。SodisturbedwasIthatIdeterminedtoseealittlemoreofthenewinmatesofthecottage。Iapproachedandknockedatthedoor,whichwasinstantlyopenedbyatall,gauntwomanwithaharsh,forbiddingface。”’Whatmayyoubewantin’?’sheasked,inaNorthernaccent。”’Iamyourneighboroveryonder,’saidI,noddingtowardsmyhouse。’Iseethatyouhaveonlyjustmovedin,soIthoughtthatifIcouldbeofanyhelptoyouinany——’”’Ay,we’lljustaskyewhenwewantye,’saidshe,andshutthedoorinmyface。Annoyedatthechurlishrebuff,Iturnedmybackandwalkedhome。Allevening,thoughItriedtothinkofotherthings,mymindwouldstillturntotheapparitionatthewindowandtherudenessofthewoman。Ideterminedtosaynothingabouttheformertomywife,forsheisanervous,highlystrungwoman,andIhadnowishthatshewouldsharetheunpleasantimpressionwhichhadbeenproduceduponmyself。Iremarkedtoher,however,beforeIfellasleep,thatthecottagewasnowoccupied,towhichshereturnednoreply。”Iamusuallyanextremelysoundsleeper。Ithasbeenastandingjestinthefamilythatnothingcouldeverwakemeduringthenight。Andyetsomehowonthatparticularnight,whetheritmayhavebeentheslightexcitementproducedbymylittleadventureornotI

  knownot,butIsleptmuchmorelightlythanusual。

  HalfinmydreamsIwasdimlyconsciousthatsomethingwasgoingonintheroom,andgraduallybecameawarethatmywifehaddressedherselfandwasslippingonhermantleandherbonnet。Mylipswerepartedtomurmuroutsomesleepywordsofsurpriseorremonstranceatthisuntimelypreparation,whensuddenlymyhalf-openedeyesfelluponherface,illuminatedbythecandle-light,andastonishmentheldmedumb。SheworeanexpressionsuchasIhadneverseenbefore——suchasIshouldhavethoughtherincapableofassuming。Shewasdeadlypaleandbreathingfast,glancingfurtivelytowardsthebedasshefastenedhermantle,toseeifshehaddisturbedme。Then,thinkingthatIwasstillasleep,sheslippednoiselesslyfromtheroom,andaninstantlaterIheardasharpcreakingwhichcouldonlycomefromthehingesofthefrontdoor。IsatupinbedandrappedmyknucklesagainsttherailtomakecertainthatIwastrulyawake。ThenItookmywatchfromunderthepillow。Itwasthreeinthemorning。

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