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A Scandal in Bohemia (scan)

51286    Ah, he's breathing now.'
51287    'He can't lie in the street.
51288    May we bring him in, marm?'
51289    'Surely.
51290    Bring him into the sitting-room.
51291    There is a comfortable sofa.
51292    This way, please!'
51293    Slowly and solemnly he was borne into Briony Lodge, and laid out in the principal room, while I still observed the proceedings from my post by the window.
51294    The lamps had been lit, but the blinds had not been drawn, so that I could see Holmes as he lay upon the couch.
51295    I do not know whether he was seized with compunction at that moment for the part he was playing, but I know that I never felt more heartily ashamed of myself in my life than when I saw the beautiful creature against whom I was conspiring, or the grace and kindliness with which she waited upon the injured man.
51296    And yet it would be the blackest treachery to Holmes to draw back now from the part which he had entrusted to me.
51297    I hardened my heart and took the smoke rocket from under my ulster.
51298    After all, I thought, we are not injuring her.
51299    We are but preventing her from injuring another.
51300    Holmes had sat up upon the couch, and I saw him motion like a man who is in want of air.

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