O Cão dos Baskervilles

El senyor

Mr.

Sherlock Holmes,

Sherlock Holmes,

que acostumava a llevar-se molt tard,

who was usually very late in the mornings,

tret de les ocasions, gens infreqüents, en què passava la nit en vetlla,

save upon those not infrequent occasions when he was up all night,

era assegut a taula esmorzant.

was seated at the breakfast table.

Jo era dret damunt l’estora de davant de la llar de foc i vaig agafar el bastó que el nostre visitant s’havia deixat la nit abans.

I stood upon the hearth-rug and picked up the stick which our visitor had left behind him the night before.

Era un bell

It was a fine,

i gruixut tros de fusta,

thick piece of wood,

de pom bulbós,

bulbous-headed,

de la mena que es coneix com a

of the sort which is known as a

«advocat de Penang».

“Penang lawyer.”

Just sota el pom hi havia una ampla anella de plata de gairebé una polzada.

Just under the head was a broad silver band nearly an inch across.

«A James Mortimer,

“To James Mortimer,

M.R.C.S.,

M.R.C.S.,

dels seus amics del C.C.H.»,

from his friends of the C.C.H.,”

hi havia gravat,

was engraved upon it,

amb la data

with the date

«1884».

“1884.”

Era exactament la mena de bastó que solia portar el metge de família d’abans: digne,

It was just such a stick as the old-fashioned family practitioner used to carry—dignified,

sòlid

solid,

i tranquil·litzador.

and reassuring.

«Bé,

“Well,

Watson,

Watson,

què en dedueixes?»

what do you make of it?”