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Penguin Readers, "The Hound of the Baskervilles", by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Level 5 (2300 headwords, Number of words: 21,107), Retold by Alan Ronaldson Chapter 1, Dr Mortimer's Visit Mr Sherlock Holmes, who was usually very late in the mornings, except on those quite frequent occasions when he did not go to bed all night, was sitting at the breakfast table. I was standing in front of the fire, and I picked up the walking stick which our visitor had left behind the night before. It was a fine, thick stick. Round it was a broad silver band. 'To James Mortimer, M. R. C. P. from his friends of the C. C. H.' was written on it, with the date '1884'. It was just the kind of stick that an old-fashioned doctor often carried. 'Well, Watson, what do you think of it? There is its owner, who is ringing the doorbell. Now is the moment of fate, Watson, when you hear on the stairs a step which is walking into your life, whether for good or for evil. What does Dr James Mortimer ask from Sherlock Holmes? Come in!' The appearance of our visitor surprised me. He was a very tall, thin man, with a long nose like a beak. It stuck out between two sharp, grey eyes, which shone brightly from behind a pair of glasses. Although he was still young, his back was already bent, and he walked with his head pushed forward in a weak-sighted but friendly manner. As he entered, he saw the stick in Holmes's hand.
'I am so very glad, ' he said. 'I was not sure whether I had left it here. I would not want to lose that stick. ' 'A present, I see, ' said Holmes. 'Yes, sir. ' 'From Charing Cross Hospital!' 'From one or two of my friends there on the occasion of my marriage. You interest me very much, Mr Holmes. I had hardly expected such a narrow head, nor such great development of the bone. Would you have any objection to my feeling it? I confess that I am very interested in the shape of your head.' 'I suppose, sir, that it was not only to examine my head that you did me the honour to pay me a call here last night, and again today?' 'No, sir, although I am happy to have had the opportunity to do that as well. I came to you, Mr Holmes, because I recognize that I am not myself a very worldly man, and because I have suddenly met a most serious problem ...'
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Truth be told, the company didn't exactly open up the place to me, either; I was mostly confined to a lone conference room. But I was able to try out a prototype of their latest night-vision gear before many generals had the chance. And I learned about the mind-meltingly complex manufacturing process that enables troops to "own the night," as the military cliché goes. Here's what I saw.
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This is a man, of course, who should be taken seriously when he tackles problems or poses challenges. After all, SpaceX has already been chosen by NASA as the provider of the rockets that will replace the now-retired Space Shuttle program for getting cargo and astronauts (what he called "biological cargo") to the International Space Station. And this isn't a pipe dream: the first SpaceX missions could begin docking at the Space Station within a few months, and the first astronauts could start riding SpaceX rockets to the ISS within three years or so.
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Oxford Bookworms, "The Hound of the Baskervilles", by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Stage 4 (1400 headwords, Word count : 19,330), Retold by Patrick Nobes 1 The Case Begins The September sun was shining brightly into the windows of 221B Baker Street, and London was enjoying a beautiful late summer. I had finished my breakfast and was reading the newspaper. As usual, Holmes had got up late, and was still eating. We were expecting a visitor at half-past ten, and I wondered whether Holmes would finish his breakfast before our visitor arrived. Holmes was in no hurry. He was reading once again a letter he had received three days ago. It was from Dr James Mortimer, who asked for an appointment with Holmes. 'Well, Watson, ' Holmes said to me, 'I'm afraid that a doctor from Devonshire won't bring us anything of real interest. His letter doesn't tell us anything about his business though he says it's very important. I hope we can help him.' At exactly half-past ten there was a knock on our front door. 'Good, ' said Holmes. 'Dr Mortimer is clearly a man who will not waste our time.' We stood up as our visitor was brought into the room.
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Oxford Bookworms, "The Hound of the Baskervilles", by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (つづき) 'Good morning, gentlemen, ' he said. 'I'm Dr James Mortimer, from Grimpen in Devonshire, and I think you must be Mr Sherlock Holmes. ' He shook hands with Holmes, who said: 'How do you do, Dr Mortimer? May I introduce my good friend, Dr John Watson, who helps me with my case. I hope you will allow him to listen to our conversation.' 'Of course, ' said Mortimer, as he turned to me and shook hands. 'I need your help very badly, Mr Holmes. If it will be useful for Dr Watson to hear what I have to say, please let him stay and listen. ' Mortimer did not look like a country doctor. He was very tall and thin. He had a long thin nose. His grey eyes were bright, and he wore gold glasses. His coat and trousers were old and worn. His face was young, but his shoulders were bent like an old man's and his head was pushed forward. He took some papers from his pocket, and said: 'Mr Holmes, I need your help and advice. Something very strange and frightening has been happening. ' 'Sit down, Dr Mortimer, ' said Holmes, ' and tell us your problem. I'll help you if I can.' ...
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