Tuesday, April 17, 2007. I are more than nichego? Holmes asked. On the bed the novel, which Stendzherson read on the night instead of the soporific, is, while the tube of that killed next lies on the chair. The container with the water stands on the table, on the window-sill pharmaceutical box, and in it two pills.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007. Terpeniye, friend is my, patience! It exclaimed finally; after jumping from the chair, it furiously began to walk on komnate. is not, it cannot be! Those pills themselves, which, as I assumed, killed Drebbera, they were found near dead Stendzhersona. And here they do not act! However, what this does mean? I do not believe so that entire line of my reasoning would prove to be incorrect. This is impossible! And nevertheless poor dog is living.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007. my, because its Saviour. But you kto? Asked it, with the curiosity looking on its tall tanned spasiteley. similarly, you here entire cloud! To Pochti ten tysyach! It answered one of young lyudey. we God of fumes in the expulsion, the chosen people of angel was measured.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007. Skvoz this motley throng with the confidence of s. Skvoz this motley throng with the confidence of s.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007. Ty- that, of course, you will go, dear. I will describe to the mom, such as you good. I think, you will soon see it. but Ushla? Smotri, such as beautiful! Skoro you w.