The Beryl Coronet İngilizce Hikayeler Stage 4 - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle - Dorlion Yayınları

My unhappy boy, dressed only in his shirt and trousers, was standing beside the light, holding the coronet in his hands. At my cry he dropped it, and turned. I took it up and examined it. One of the gold corners, with three of the beryls, was missing.