Возвращение Шерлока Холмса
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КАРО
Автор:
Дойл Артур Конан
Подг. текста, комм., слов.:
Михно К. Ю.
Год издания: 2010
Кол-во страниц: 224
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Художественная литература
Уровень образования:
ВО - Бакалавриат
ISBN: 978-5-9925-0517-7
Артикул: 165102.03.99
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УДК 372.8 ББК 81.2 Англ-93 Д 55 ISBN 978-5-9925-0517-7 Дойл А. К. Д 55 Возвращение Шерлока Холмса: Книга для чтения на английском языке. — СПб.: КАРО, 2010. — 224 с. — ( Серия «Detective Story»). ISBN 978-5-9925-0517-7. Предлагаем вниманию читателей рассказы из книги Артура Конан Дойла «Возвращение Шерлока Холмса». Неадаптированный текст рассказов снабжен комментариями и словарем. Книга предназначена для старшеклассников, студентов языковых вузов и всех любителей детективного жанра. УДК 372.8 ББК 81.2 Англ-93 © КАРО, 2010
Шерлок Холмс — литературный персонаж, созданный сэром Артуром Конан Дойлом, любимый герой многих поколений поклонников детективного жанра. Впервые он появляется в повести «Этюд в багровых тонах» (1887). Ему тогда около 27 лет. Это высокий и худой молодой человек, видимо, стесненный в средствах, потому что ищет компаньона для совместного съема квартиры, и доктор Ватсон, недавно вернувшийся из Афганистана, идеально подходит на эту роль, потому что он не задает лишних вопросов, спокойно относится к странным посетителям Холмса, его химическим опытам, беспрерывному курению трубки и не всегда мелодичной игре на скрипке. Холмс — яркая личность. Талантливый скрипач, хороший боксер, искусный актер, химик, он посвятил свою жизнь карьере частного детектива. В расследованиях он опирается не столько на букву закона, сколько на свои жизненные принципы и правила. Неоднократно Холмс позволял людям, по его мнению, оправданно совершавшим преступление, избежать наказания. Холмс не меркантилен, его в первую очередь занимает работа. За свой труд по раскрытию преступлений Шерлок Холмс берет справедливое вознаграждение, но если его очередной клиент беден, может взять плату символически или вообще отказаться от нее. Главный герой Конан Дойла
Холмс — житель викторианской Англии, лондонец, великолепно знающий свой город. За пределы города (страны) он выезжает только в случае крайней необходимости, большинство же дел разгадывает, не выходя из гостиной, называя их «делами на одну трубку». В быту Холмс неприхотлив, безразличен к удобствам и роскоши. Его нельзя назвать рассеянным, но он несколько равнодушен к порядку в комнате и аккуратности в обращении с вещами: например, проводит рискованные химические эксперименты в своей квартире и тренируется в стрельбе по стене комнаты (выбивает выстрелами вензель королевы или просто расстреливает мух). Что касается отношений с женщинами, то Холмс выступает как убежденный холостяк, ни разу не испытавший романтических чувств ни к одной женщине. Неоднократно заявляет, что вообще их не любит, хотя неизменно вежлив с дамами и готов им помочь. Только раз в жизни Холмс был, можно сказать, влюблен в некую Ирен Адлер, героиню рассказа «Скандал в Богемии». Конан Дойл считал книги о Шерлоке Холмсе «легким чтивом» и в какой-то момент, раздраженный тем, что читатели предпочитают детективные произведения и практически игнорируют его исторические романы, решил устранить своего героя (рассказ «Последнее дело Холмса»). Но поток возмущенных писем от читателей, в том числе и от членов королевской семьи, заставил его «оживить» знаменитого сыщика, в результате чего появилась книга «Возвращение Шерлока Холмса». В общей же сложности Холмс появляется в 56 рассказах и 4 повестях Конан Дойла, имевших неизменный успех у публики.
The Empty House It was in the spring of the year 1894 that all London was interested, and the fashionable world dismayed, by the murder of the Honourable Ronald Adair under most unusual and inexplicable circumstances. Th e public has already learned those particulars of the crime which came out in the police investigation, but a good deal was suppressed upon that occasion, since the case for the prosecution was so overwhelmingly strong that it was not necessary to bring forward all the facts. Only now, at the end of nearly ten years, am I allowed to supply those missing links which make up the whole of that remarkable chain. Th e crime was of interest in itself, but that interest was as nothing to me compared to the inconceivable sequel, which aff orded me the greatest shock and surprise of any event in my adventurous life. Even now, aft er this long interval, I fi nd myself thrilling as I think of it, and feeling once more that sudden fl ood of joy, amazement,
THE RETURN OF SHERLOCK HOLMES 6 and incredulity which utterly submerged my mind. Let me say to that public, which has shown some interest in those glimpses which I have occasionally given them of the thoughts and actions of a very remarkable man, that they are not to blame me if I have not shared my knowledge with them, for I should have considered it my fi rst duty to do so, had I not been barred by a positive prohibition from his own lips, which was only withdrawn upon the third of last month. It can be imagined that my close intimacy with Sherlock Holmes had interested me deeply in crime, and that aft er his disappearance I never failed to read with care the various problems which came before the public. And I even attempted, more than once, for my own private satisfaction, to employ his methods in their solution, though with indiff erent success. Th ere was none, however, which appealed to me like this tragedy of Ronald Adair. As I read the evidence at the inquest, which led up to a verdict of willful murder against some person or persons unknown, I realized more clearly than I had ever done the loss which the community had sustained by the death of Sherlock Holmes. Th ere were points about this strange business which would, I was sure, have specially appealed to him, and the eff orts of the police would have been supplemented, or more probably anticipated, by the trained observation and the alert mind of the fi rst criminal agent in Europe. All day, as I drove upon my round, I turned over the case in my mind and found
THE EMPTY HOUSE 7 no explanation which appeared to me to be adequate. At the risk of telling a twice-told tale, I will recapitulate the facts as they were known to the public at the conclusion of the inquest. Th e Honourable Ronald Adair was the second son of the Earl of Maynooth, at that time governor of one of the Australian colonies. Adair’s mother had returned from Australia to undergo the operation for cataract, and she, her son Ronald, and her daughter Hilda were living together at 427 Park Lane. Th e youth moved in the best society — had, so far as was known, no enemies and no particular vices. He had been engaged to Miss Edith Woodley, of Carstairs, but the engagement had been broken off by mutual consent some months before, and there was no sign that it had left any very profound feeling behind it. For the rest {sic} the man’s life moved in a narrow and conventional circle, for his habits were quiet and his nature unemotional. Yet it was upon this easy-going young aristocrat that death came, in most strange and unexpected form, between the hours of ten and eleventwenty on the night of March 30, 1894. Ronald Adair was fond of cards — playing continually, but never for such stakes as would hurt him. He was a member of the Baldwin, the Cavendish, and the Bagatelle card clubs. It was shown that, aft er dinner on the day of his death, he had played a rubber of whist at the latter club. He had also played there in the aft ernoon. Th e evidence of those who had played with him — Mr. Murray, Sir John Hardy, and Colonel
THE RETURN OF SHERLOCK HOLMES 8 Moran — showed that the game was whist, and that there was a fairly equal fall of the cards1. Adair might have lost fi ve pounds, but not more. His fortune was a considerable one, and such a loss could not in any way aff ect him. He had played nearly every day at one club or other, but he was a cautious player, and usually rose a winner. It came out in evidence that, in partnership with Colonel Moran, he had actually won as much as four hundred and twenty pounds in a sitting, some weeks before, from Godfrey Milner and Lord Balmoral. So much for his recent history as it came out at the inquest. On the evening of the crime, he returned from the club exactly at ten. His mother and sister were out spending the evening with a relation. Th e servant deposed that she heard him enter the front room on the second fl oor, generally used as his sitting-room. She had lit a fi re there, and as it smoked she had opened the window. No sound was heard from the room until eleven-twenty, the hour of the return of Lady Maynooth and her daughter. Desiring to say good-night, she attempted to enter her son’s room. Th e door was locked on the inside, and no answer could be got to their cries and knocking. Help was obtained, and the door forced. Th e unfortunate young man was found lying near the table. His head had been horribly mutilated by an expanding revolver bullet, 1 there was a fairly equal fall of the cards — (разг.) что игроки остались почти при своих
THE EMPTY HOUSE 9 but no weapon of any sort was to be found in the room. On the table lay two banknotes for ten pounds each and seventeen pounds ten in silver and gold, the money arranged in little piles of varying amount. Th ere were some fi gures also upon a sheet of paper, with the names of some club friends opposite to them, from which it was conjectured that before his death he was endeavouring to make out his losses or winnings at cards. A minute examination of the circumstances served only to make the case more complex. In the fi rst place, no reason could be given why the young man should have fastened the door upon the inside. Th ere was the possibility that the murderer had done this, and had aft erwards escaped by the window. Th e drop was at least twenty feet, however, and a bed of crocuses in full bloom lay beneath. Neither the fl owers nor the earth showed any sign of having been disturbed, nor were there any marks upon the narrow strip of grass which separated the house from the road. Apparently, therefore, it was the young man himself who had fastened the door. But how did he come by his death? No one could have climbed up to the window without leaving traces. Suppose a man had fi red through the window, he would indeed be a remarkable shot who could with a revolver infl ict so deadly a wound. Again, Park Lane is a frequented thoroughfare; there is a cab stand within a hundred yards of the house. No one had heard a shot. And yet there was the dead man and there the revolver bullet, which had mushroomed out,
THE RETURN OF SHERLOCK HOLMES 10 as soft -nosed bullets will, and so infl icted a wound which must have caused instantaneous death. Such were the circumstances of the Park Lane Mystery, which were further complicated by entire absence of motive, since, as I have said, young Adair was not known to have any enemy, and no attempt had been made to remove the money or valuables in the room. All day I turned these facts over in my mind, endeavouring to hit upon some theory which could reconcile them all, and to find that line of least resistance which my poor friend had declared to be the starting-point of every investigation. I confess that I made little progress. In the evening I strolled across the Park, and found myself about six o’clock at the Oxford Street end of Park Lane. A group of loafers upon the pavements, all staring up at a particular window, directed me to the house which I had come to see. A tall, thin man with coloured glasses, whom I strongly suspected of being a plain-clothes detective, was pointing out some theory of his own, while the others crowded round to listen to what he said. I got as near him as I could, but his observations seemed to me to be absurd, so I withdrew again in some disgust. As I did so I struck against an elderly, deformed man, who had been behind me, and I knocked down several books which he was carrying. I remember that as I picked them up, I observed the title of one of them, Th e Origin of Tree Worship, and it struck me that the fellow must be some poor