"Oh, this is hardly a case for me to theorize over," said Holmes, dryly (о, едва ли это подходящий случай для теоретизирования, — сухо сказал Холмс).
"No, no (конечно, конечно). Still, we can't deny that you hit the nail on the head sometimes (все же мы не отрицаем, что вы иногда попадаете прямо в точку: «бьете гвоздь по шляпке»). Dear me (Боже мой)! Door locked, I understand (дверь заперта, как я понимаю). Jewels worth half a million missing (пропали драгоценности стоимостью в полмиллиона; to miss — потерпеть неудачу; потерять). How was the window (как насчет окна: «каким было окно»)?"
"Fastened; but there are steps on the sill (заперто, но на подоконнике есть следы)."
"Well, well, if it was fastened the steps could have nothing to do with the matter (ну, ну, если оно заперто, следы не могут иметь отношения к делу). That's common sense (здравый смысл). Man might have died in a fit (человек мог умереть от удара; fit — припадок, приступ); but then the jewels are missing (но ведь пропали драгоценности). Ha! I have a theory (ага! у меня есть теория). These flashes come upon me at times (иногда на меня находят озарения; flash — вспышка). — Just step outside, sergeant, and you, Mr. Sholto (выйдите-ка на минутку, сержант, и вы, мистер Шолто). Your friend can remain (ваш друг может остаться). — What do you think of this, Holmes (как насчет такой версии: «что вы думаете об этом», Холмс)? Sholto was, on his own confession, with his brother last night (Шолто, как он сам признался, был прошлым вечером со своим братом). The brother died in a fit (брат умер от удара), on which Sholto walked off with the treasure (а Шолто спокойненько ушел с сокровищами). How's that (как вы думаете)?"
theorize ['TI@raIz], fasten ['fA:s(@)n], sergeant ['sA:dZ(@)nt]
"Oh, come, now, come! Never be ashamed to own up. But what is all this? Bad business! Bad business! Stern facts here, — no room for theories. How lucky that I happened to be out at Norwood over another case! I was at the station when the message arrived. What d'you think the man died of?"
"Oh, this is hardly a case for me to theorize over," said Holmes, dryly.
"No, no. Still, we can't deny that you hit the nail on the head sometimes. Dear me! Door locked, I understand. Jewels worth half a million missing. How was the window?"
"Fastened; but there are steps on the sill."
"Well, well, if it was fastened the steps could have nothing to do with the matter. That's common sense. Man might have died in a fit; but then the jewels are missing. Ha! I have a theory. These flashes come upon me at times. — Just step outside, sergeant, and you, Mr. Sholto. Your friend can remain. — What do you think of this, Holmes? Sholto was, on his own confession, with his brother last night. The brother died in a fit, on which Sholto walked off with the treasure. How's that?"
"On which the dead man very considerately got up and locked the door on the inside (после чего покойник встал и заботливо запер дверь изнутри; considerate — внимательный к другим; to get up — вставать)."