Holmes Oversættelse:

Hej! Det ville være fedt hvis der var nogen der ville se min oversættelse igennem:

Danske version:
Holmes og jeg var ungkarle og delte lejlighed i Baker Street. Holmes stod som regel sent op, og jeg blev derfor yderst overasket, da jeg en morgen vågnede et kvarter over syv og så ham stå ved siden af min seng. Grunden viste sig at være den, at en ophidset ung dame var mødt op på dette tidlige tidspunkt for at tale med den berømte detektiv.
Jeg tog hurtigt tøjet på, og i løbet af et par minutter var jeg parat til at ledsage min ven ned i dagligstuen. En dame klædt i sort rejste sig, da vi kom ind.
>>God morgen, frue<<, sagde Holmes. >> Mit navn er Sherlock Holmes. Denne herre er min ven, Dr. Watson, i hvis nærværelse De kan tale så frit, som hvis vi var alene. Sæt Dem endelig her foran ilden. De ryster jo af kulde.
>>Det er ikke kulden, der får mig til at ryste<<, sagde damen med lav stemme,>>Det er frygt, hr. Holmes. Det er rædsel
>>De må ikke være bange
>>Overlad blot det hele til mig. De er kommet ind med toget nu til morgen, ser jeg
>>De kender mig?
>>Nej, men jeg ser, De har en billet i venstre handske...
Desværre bliver vi nødt til at standse her; men læser De >>The Speckled Band

Engelske version:
Holmes and I were bachelors and shared an apartment in Baker Street. Holmes usually got up late, and therefore I was extremely surprised when I one morning woke up a quarter past seven and saw him standing next to my bed. The reason showed to be that a woman had showed up in this early hour to talk to the famous detective.
I quickly got dressed, and in a few minutes I was ready to escort my friend down to the livingroom. A lady dressed in black stood up as we came in.
“Good morning madam” Holmes said. “My name is Sherlock Holmes. This Gentleman is my friend Dr. Watson in whose presence you can speak as freely as if we were alone. Please sit down here in front of the fireplace. You are so cold you are shaking.” “It is not the cold that makes me shake” The lady said with a low voice, “It is fear Mr. Holmes. It is fear.”
“You must not be afraid,” Sherlock Holmes said, as he leaned forward and patted her arm. “You just leave it all to me. You came with the train this morning I see.” “You know me?” she said. “No, but I see you have a ticket in your left glove…”
Unfortunately we have to stop here; but if you read “The Speckled Band” by Conan Doyle, you will be able to see how the story develops.