Summary of Doyle’s Mazarin’s Stone
Dr. Watson was pleased to find himself again on Baker Street, in an unofficial room on the second floor, this starting point for so many wonderful adventures. He looked at the tables and charts hanging on the walls, on an acid-fired shelf with chemicals, a violin in a case leaning against a wall in the corner, a coal bucket in which pipes and tobacco had once lay, and finally his eyes stopped at the fresh smiling face of Billy, a young but very intelligent and intelligent servant who seemed to be able to bridge the gap through the abyss of alienation and loneliness that surrounded the mysterious figure of the great detective. – You have everything here in the old way. And you yourself have not changed at all.
I hope the same can be said about him? Billy looked at the locked bedroom door with some concern. “He seems to be asleep,” he said. It was a clear summer weather, and it was only seven o’clock in the evening, but Billy’s assumption did not surprise
And Mr Holmes, too. The fact is that he does not believe in Mr. Holmes and objected to being assigned a case. I think he would be even glad if Mr. Holmes did not manage to do it. “And does Mr. Holmes know this?” “There was not yet such a case that Mr. Holmes did not know anything.” “Well, I very much hope that he will manage and Lord Kantlmir will be confounded.” Look, Billy, why is this curtain on the window? “Mr. Holmes hung it three days ago.” We have something interesting there. – Billy approached and pulled back the curtain separating the room from the window niche. Doctor Watson screamed in surprise. Before him in the deep armchair sat an exact copy of his old friend, and the robe and everything else was exactly like Holmes, the face, facing the window three quarters, was slightly tilted downward, as if over an invisible book. Billy removed his head from the trunk and held it in his hands. “We give it different positions to make it look more like a living person.” If the curtain had not been lowered, I certainly would not have dared to touch it. When the curtain is not drawn, it can be seen from that side of the street. – Once we already had something of the kind. “I was not here,” Billy said. He opened the curtains and looked out. “We are being watched from home.”
There’s a man in the window, you want to see? Watson took a step forward, but at that time the bedroom door opened, and from there appeared the lean and long figure of Holmes; His face was pinched and pale, but he kept, as always, cheerfully. With one jump he found himself at the window and straightened the curtains. “Enough, Billy,” he said, “you risked your life, and now I really need you.” It’s good to see you, Watson, in your old apartment. You are at a critical moment. – I feel it. “You can go, Billy.” I do not know what to do with this boy. How much I am entitled to endanger him. “What danger, Holmes?” – Dangers of sudden death. I would not be surprised if something happened tonight. – But what exactly? “For example, they’ll kill me.” “It can not be, Holmes, you’re joking!” “Even with my lack of humor, I could come up with a better joke.” But for now we can enjoy life, right? Are not alcoholic drinks contraindicated? Siphon and cigars in the same place. I hope you still do not despise my miserable tobacco and pipe? These days they have to replace me with food. “But why do you refuse to eat?” – Because hunger sharpens mental abilities. My dear Watson, you, as a doctor, must agree that when digestion the brain loses exactly as much blood as it needs for the operation of the stomach. I’m now one solid brain. All the rest is nothing more than an appendage. Therefore, I must first of all reckon with the brain. “But you spoke of some kind of danger, Holmes?” – Oh, yes, just in case, perhaps, you do not need to burden your memory with the address and the name of the killer. you still do not despise my miserable tobacco and pipe? These days they have to replace me with food. “But why do you refuse to eat?” – Because hunger sharpens mental abilities. My dear Watson, you, as a doctor, must agree that when digestion the brain loses exactly as much blood as it needs for the operation of the stomach. I’m now one solid brain. All the rest is nothing more than an appendage. Therefore, I must first of all reckon with the brain. “But you spoke of some kind of danger, Holmes?” – Oh, yes, just in case, perhaps, you do not need to burden your memory with the address and the name of the killer. you still do not despise my miserable tobacco and pipe? These days they have to replace me with food. “But why do you refuse to eat?” – Because hunger sharpens mental abilities. My dear Watson, you, as a doctor, must agree that when digestion the brain loses exactly as much blood as it needs for the operation of the stomach. I’m now one solid brain. All the rest is nothing more than an appendage. Therefore, I must first of all reckon with the brain. “But you spoke of some kind of danger, Holmes?” – Oh, yes, just in case, perhaps, you do not need to burden your memory with the address and the name of the killer. how much it is required for the work of the stomach. I’m now one solid brain. All the rest is nothing more than an appendage. Therefore, I must first of all reckon with the brain. “But you spoke of some kind of danger, Holmes?” – Oh, yes, just in case, perhaps, you do not need to burden your memory with the address and the name of the killer. how much it is required for the work of the stomach. I’m now one solid brain. All the rest is nothing more than an appendage. Therefore, I must first of all reckon with the brain. “But you spoke of some kind of danger, Holmes?” – Oh, yes, just in case, perhaps, you do not need to burden your memory with the address and the name of the killer.
You can transfer this information to Scotland Yard in the form of a farewell greeting from the devoted Holmes, His name is Silvius, Count Negretto Silvius. Write down: Murside Gardens, 136, Nord-West. Are you ready? Watson’s honest face twitched nervously. He was too well aware that Holmes never stopped at any danger and was more inclined to underestimate her than exaggerate. Watson was not used to wasting time and rose resolutely. “You can have me, Holmes, in the next few days I’m completely free.” “You have not changed morally, for the better, morally, Watson.” To all your old vices was added one more – you have learned to lie. All your appearance says that you are a busy doctor, who is besieged by patients. “There’s not a single serious one among them.” But can not you arrest this man? – Of course, I can, Watson, that’s why he’s worried. – So what’s the deal? “The thing is, I do not know where the diamond is.” “Oh, yes, Billy told me about the crown jewel.” “That’s it, Mazarini’s huge yellow stone.” I arranged the nets, and the fish was already caught, but I have not yet received a stone. What is the use of taking away robbers? Of course, the world will be better if all of them are put behind bars. But I have another goal – I need a stone. “So, then, Count Sylvius is one of the caught fish?” – Yes, and the shark that bites. The other is Sam Merton, a boxer. Sam is a good guy, but the count uses it for his own purposes. He is not a shark, but only a stupid bighead minnow. But still he also beats in my networks. “Where is this Count Sylvius?” – Billy said – a diamond crown. “That’s it, Mazarini’s huge yellow stone.” I arranged the nets, and the fish was already caught, but I have not yet received a stone. What is the use of taking away robbers? Of course, the world will be better if all of them are put behind bars. But I have another goal – I need a stone. “So, then, Count Sylvius is one of the caught fish?” – Yes, and the shark that bites. The other is Sam Merton, a boxer. Sam is a good guy, but the count uses it for his own purposes. He is not a shark, but only a stupid bighead minnow. But still he also beats in my networks. “Where is this Count Sylvius?” – Billy said – a diamond crown. “That’s it, Mazarini’s huge yellow stone.” I arranged the nets, and the fish was already caught, but I have not yet received a stone. What is the use of taking away robbers? Of course, the world will be better if all of them are put behind bars. But I have another goal – I need a stone. “So, then, Count Sylvius is one of the caught fish?” – Yes, and the shark that bites. The other is Sam Merton, a boxer. Sam is a good guy, but the count uses it for his own purposes. He is not a shark, but only a stupid bighead minnow. But still he also beats in my networks. “Where is this Count Sylvius?” – if all of them are put behind bars. But I have another goal – I need a stone. “So, then, Count Sylvius is one of the caught fish?” – Yes, and the shark that bites. The other is Sam Merton, a boxer. Sam is a good guy, but the count uses it for his own purposes. He is not a shark, but only a stupid bighead minnow. But still he also beats in my networks. “Where is this Count Sylvius?” – if all of them are put behind bars. But I have another goal – I need a stone. “So, then, Count Sylvius is one of the caught fish?” – Yes, and the shark that bites. The other is Sam Merton, a boxer. Sam is a good guy, but the count uses it for his own purposes. He is not a shark, but only a stupid bighead minnow. But still he also beats in my networks. “Where is this Count Sylvius?” –
I spent the whole morning under his very nose. You saw me as an old woman. But as successfully as this time, I have never worked. The count even raised my umbrella with the words “Let me, ma’am,” he is in fact half Italian and, as a true southerner, knows how to be extremely polite, if only he is in the spirit, but if not in the spirit, he is the real devil. As you can see, Watson, in life there are curious things. “But it could have ended tragically.”
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