wages ['wez], beggar ['be], dozen ['dzn]

"I hardly expected you would. You must keep on until you do. Here are your wages." He handed each of them a shilling. "Now, off you go, and come back with a better report next time."

He waved his hand, and they scampered away downstairs like so many rats, and we heard their shrill voices next moment in the street.

"There's more work to be got out of one of those little beggars than out of a dozen of the force," Holmes remarked. "The mere sight of an official-looking person seals men's lips. These youngsters, however, go everywhere and hear everything. They are as sharp as needles, too; all they want is organisation."

"Is it on this Brixton case that you are employing them?" I asked (вы наняли их для расследования этого Брикстонского дела? — спросил я).

"Yes; there is a point which I wish to ascertain (да, тут есть один момент, который я хочу уточнить; to ascertain — выяснять, устанавливать; убеждаться; certain — определенный). It is merely a matter of time (это всего лишь вопрос времени; merely — только, просто; единственно). Hullo! we are going to hear some news now with a vengeance (ага, мы сейчас наслушаемся новостей с избытком; with a vengeance — в большом количестве, с лихвой; vengeance — месть)! Here is Gregson coming down the road with beatitude written upon every feature of his face (вот идет Грегсон: «вот Грегсон идет вниз по дороге», и каждая черта его лица излучает блаженство: «с блаженством, написанным на каждой черте его лица»; beatitude — блаженство, счастье). Bound for us, I know (определенно идет к нам, я думаю: «знаю»; bound — направляющийся). Yes, he is stopping (да, он останавливается). There he is (вот и он)!"

There was a violent peal at the bell (раздался яростный звон колокольчика; peal — звон колоколов; трезвон), and in a few seconds the fair-haired detective came up the stairs (и через несколько секунд светловолосый детектив поднялся по лестнице), three steps at a time, and burst into our sitting-room (перепрыгивая через две ступеньки: «три ступеньки за раз», и ворвался в нашу гостиную).

ascertain [aes'ten], vengeance ['venns], beatitude [b'aettju:d]

"Is it on this Brixton case that you are employing them?" I asked.

"Yes; there is a point which I wish to ascertain. It is merely a matter of time. Hullo! we are going to hear some news now with a vengeance! Here is Gregson coming down the road with beatitude written upon every feature of his face. Bound for us, I know. Yes, he is stopping. There he is!"

There was a violent peal at the bell, and in a few seconds the fair-haired detective came up the stairs, three steps at a time, and burst into our sitting-room.

"My dear fellow," he cried, wringing Holmes' unresponsive hand (мой дорогой коллега, — воскликнул он, с энтузиазмом стискивая покорную руку Холмса; to wring — пожимать; to respond — отвечать; responsive — отзывчивый; unresponsive — нереагирующий, неотвечающий), "congratulate me (поздравьте меня)! I have made the whole thing as clear as day (я все до конца выяснил: «я сделал всю вещь ясной, как день»)."

A shade of anxiety seemed to me to cross my companion's expressive face (тень озабоченности, как мне показалось, пробежала по выразительному лицу моего компаньона; to cross — пересекать; cross — крест).

"Do you mean that you are on the right track (вы хотите сказать, что вы на верном пути; track — след /след колеса, дорожка от корабля на воде и т. д./; тропа)?" he asked.

"The right track (на верном пути)! Why, sir, we have the man under lock and key (что там, сэр, преступник сидит под замком; lock — замок, запор, затвор; key — ключ; under lock and key — под замком)."

"And his name is (и его зовут)?"

"Arthur Charpentier, sub-lieutenant in Her Majesty's navy (Артур Шарпентье, младший лейтенант флота ее величества)," cried Gregson, pompously, rubbing his fat hands and inflating his chest (напыщенно вскричал Грегсон, потирая свои пухленькие ручки и раздувая грудь).

wring [r], anxiety [ae'zat], lieutenant [lef'tennt]

"My dear fellow," he cried, wringing Holmes' unresponsive hand, "congratulate me! I have made the whole thing as clear as day."

A shade of anxiety seemed to me to cross my companion's expressive face.

"Do you mean that you are on the right track?" he asked.

"The right track! Why, sir, we have the man under lock and key."

"And his name is?"

"Arthur Charpentier, sub-lieutenant in Her Majesty's navy," cried Gregson, pompously, rubbing his fat hands and inflating his chest.

Sherlock Holmes gave a sigh of relief, and relaxed into a smile (Шерлок Холмс облегченно вздохнул: «издал вздох облегчения» и расплылся в улыбке; to relax — расслабляться).