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THE ADVENTURES OF SHERLOCK HOMES ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE THE MAN WITH THE TWISTED LIP (3) Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng quen thuộc. Nhằm giúp các em và các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh . | THE ADVENTURES OF SHERLOCK HOMES ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE THE MAN WITH THE TWISTED LIP 3 A large and comfortable double-bedded room had been placed at our disposal and I was quickly between the sheets for I was weary after my night of adventure. Sherlock Holmes was a man however who when he had an unsolved problem upon his mind would go for days and even for a week without rest turning it over rearranging his facts looking at it from every point of view until he had either fathomed it or convinced himself that his data were insufficient. It was soon evident to me that he was now preparing for an all-night sitting. He took off his coat and waistcoat put on a large blue dressing-gown and then wandered about the room collecting pillows from his bed and cushions from the sofa and armchairs. With these he constructed a sort of Eastern divan upon which he perched himself crosslegged with an ounce of shag tobacco and a box of matches laid out in front of him. In the dim light of the lamp I saw him sitting there an old briar pipe between his lips his eyes fixed vacantly upon the corner of the ceiling the blue smoke curling up from him silent motionless with the light shining upon his strong-set aquiline features. So he sat as I dropped off to sleep and so he sat when a sudden ejaculation caused me to wake up and I found the summer sun shining into the apartment. The pipe was still between his lips the smoke still curled upward and the room was full of a dense tobacco haze but nothing remained of the heap of shag which I had seen upon the previous night. Awake Watson he asked. Yes. Game for a morning drive Certainly. Then dress. No one is stirring yet but I know where the stable-boy sleeps and we shall soon have the trap out. He chuckled to himself as he spoke his eyes twinkled and he seemed a different man to the sombre thinker of the previous night. As I dressed I glanced at my watch. It was no wonder that no one was stirring. It was twenty-five minutes past four. I had hardly