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"My dear Watson, Professor Moriarty is not a man who lets the grass grow under his feet. I went out about mid-day to transact some business in Oxford Street. As I passed the corner which leads from Bentinck Street on to the Welbeck Street crossing a two-horse van furiously driven whizzed round and was on me like a flash. I sprang for the foot-path and saved myself by the fraction of a second. The van dashed round by Marylebone Lane and was gone in an instant. I kept to the pavement after that, Watson, but as I walked down Vere Street a brick came down from the roof of one of the houses, and was shattered to fragments at my feet. I called the police and had the place examined.
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The Final Problem, Arthur Conan Doyle
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- Année de publication
- 2012
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- Titre
- The Final Problem
- Langue
- Anglais
- Auteurs
- Arthur Conan Doyle
- Publié
- 2012
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 24
- ISBN10
- 1480067814
- ISBN13
- 9781480067813
- Mots clés
- Fiction, Polars & Thrillers, Romans historiques, Polars, Classiques, Nouvelles, Polars classiques, Détective
- Évaluation
- 3,8 sur 5
- Description
- "My dear Watson, Professor Moriarty is not a man who lets the grass grow under his feet. I went out about mid-day to transact some business in Oxford Street. As I passed the corner which leads from Bentinck Street on to the Welbeck Street crossing a two-horse van furiously driven whizzed round and was on me like a flash. I sprang for the foot-path and saved myself by the fraction of a second. The van dashed round by Marylebone Lane and was gone in an instant. I kept to the pavement after that, Watson, but as I walked down Vere Street a brick came down from the roof of one of the houses, and was shattered to fragments at my feet. I called the police and had the place examined.