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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Beryl Coronet
Capítulo 11, Página 14
"It
is
our
job
to
find
out,"
replied
Holmes.
"So
now,
Mr.
Holder,
let's
go
to
Streatham
together
and
spend
an
hour
looking
more
closely
at
the
details."
My
friend
wanted
me
to
go
with
them,
and
I
was
eager
to
go.
The
story
we
heard
made
me
curious
and
sympathetic.
I
believed
the
banker’s
son
was
guilty,
just
like
his
sad
father
did.
But
I
trusted
Holmes'
judgment,
so
I
hoped
there
was
a
reason
to
doubt
the
accepted
story.
Holmes
said
almost
nothing
on
the
way
to
the
southern
suburb.
He
sat
quietly,
thinking
deeply.
Our
client
seemed
hopeful
after
Holmes
showed
some
doubt,
and
he
even
talked
to
me
about
his
business.
A
short
train
ride
and
a
walk
brought
us
to
Fairbank,
the
home
of
the
great
banker.
Fairbank
was
a
large,
square
white
house,
set
back
from
the
road.
A
path
for
carriages,
covered
in
snow,
led
to
two
big
iron
gates
at
the
entrance.
On
the
right
side
was
a
small
group
of
trees,
leading
to
a
narrow
path
between
two
neat
hedges
from
the
road
to
the
kitchen
door,
making
the
tradesmen’s
entrance.
On
the
left
was
a
lane
leading
to
the
stables,
not
part
of
the
grounds,
and
used
by
the
public
but
not
often.
Holmes
left
us
at
the
door
and
walked
slowly
around
the
house.
He
went
across
the
front,
down
the
tradesmen’s
path,
and
around
the
garden
to
the
stable
lane.
He
took
so
long
that
Mr.
Holder
and
I
went
into
the
dining
room
and
waited
by
the
fire.
We
were
silent
when
a
young
lady
entered.
She
was
tall
and
slim
with
dark
hair
and
eyes
that
looked
even
darker
against
her
pale
skin.
I
had
never
seen
such
paleness
in
a
woman.
Her
lips
were
colorless,
but
her
eyes
were
red
from
crying.
As
she
came
into
the
room,
she
seemed
more
upset
than
the
banker
had
been
earlier.
She
was
clearly
a
strong
woman,
able
to
control
herself.
Ignoring
me,
she
went
to
her
uncle
and
gently
touched
his
head.
"Have
you
told
them
to
let
Arthur
go,
dad?"
she
asked.
"No,
no,
my
girl,
we
must
find
out
everything."
"But
I
am
sure
he
is
innocent.
You
know
how
a
woman
can
feel
these
things.
I
know
he
did
nothing
wrong,
and
you
will
regret
being
so
harsh."
"Why
is
he
silent,
then,
if
he
is
innocent?"
"Who
knows?
Maybe
he's
angry
because
you
suspect
him."
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