автордың кітабынан сөз тіркестері  The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes

Arthur Conan Doyle

an miser-
“‘Populus me sibilat, at mihi plaudo
Ipse domi simul ac nummos contemplor in arca.’”

spoke, we turned down a narrow lane and passed through a small side-door, which opened into a wing of the g

he spoke, we turned down a narrow lane and passed through a small side-door, which opened into a wing of the g

neither kith nor kin

No man burdens his mind with

you have some reason for washing your hands of the matter.

You don’t know Sherlock Holmes yet,” he said; “perhaps you would not

I am the very man for him.

You are as thin as a lath and as brown as a nut.”

On the very day