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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Beryl Coronet
Capítulo 11, Página 27
“While
she
was
there,
he
could
not
act
without
exposing
her.
But
when
she
left,
he
knew
he
had
to
fix
it
for
you.
He
ran
downstairs
in
his
bare
feet,
opened
the
window,
and
chased
the
man
in
the
snow.
Sir
George
Burnwell
tried
to
escape,
but
Arthur
caught
him.
They
fought,
each
pulling
the
coronet.
Arthur
hit
Sir
George,
cutting
him
over
the
eye.
Then
something
broke,
and
Arthur
had
the
coronet.
He
rushed
back,
closed
the
window,
and
went
to
your
room.
He
was
trying
to
fix
the
coronet
when
you
came
in.”
“Is
it
possible?”
gasped
the
banker.
“You
made
him
angry
by
calling
him
names
when
he
thought
he
deserved
your
thanks.
He
could
not
tell
the
truth
without
betraying
someone
who
deserved
little
from
him.
He
chose
to
keep
her
secret.”
“And
that
is
why
she
screamed
and
fainted
when
she
saw
the
coronet,”
cried
Mr.
Holder.
“Oh,
my
God!
I
have
been
such
a
fool!
And
when
he
asked
to
go
out
for
five
minutes!
He
wanted
to
see
if
the
missing
piece
was
there.
How
wrongly
I
judged
him!”
“When
I
arrived
at
the
house,”
Holmes
continued,
“I
carefully
looked
around
to
see
if
there
were
any
tracks
in
the
snow.
I
knew
no
snow
fell
since
the
night
before,
and
frost
kept
the
tracks
clear.
I
walked
along
the
tradesmen’s
path
but
found
it
all
messy.
Beyond
it,
near
the
kitchen
door,
a
woman
spoke
with
a
man
who
had
a
wooden
leg.
Her
tracks
showed
she
ran
back
quickly,
while
Wooden-leg
waited
and
then
left.
I
thought
this
might
be
the
maid
and
her
sweetheart,
as
you
told
me.
I
checked
the
garden
but
only
saw
random
tracks,
likely
the
police.
In
the
stable
lane,
I
found
a
long
and
complex
story
in
the
snow.”
“There
were
two
lines
of
tracks
from
a
booted
man
and
two
from
a
man
with
bare
feet.
I
knew
the
latter
was
your
son
from
what
you
told
me.
The
booted
man
walked
both
ways,
but
the
barefoot
man
ran
fast,
stepping
over
the
booted
man’s
tracks.
I
followed
them
to
the
hall
window,
where
the
booted
man
had
waited,
wearing
the
snow
away.
I
went
down
the
lane
and
saw
where
the
booted
man
turned
around,
where
the
snow
was
disturbed
from
a
struggle,
and
where
drops
of
blood
fell,
proving
I
was
right.
The
booted
man
ran
down
the
lane,
and
another
blood
mark
showed
he
was
hurt.
At
the
main
road,
the
pavement
was
clear,
so
the
trail
ended
there.”
"When
I
entered
the
house,
I
looked
at
the
window
with
my
lens.
I
saw
that
someone
had
gone
out.
There
was
a
wet
footprint
coming
in.
I
started
to
understand
what
happened.
A
man
waited
outside
the
window.
Someone
brought
the
gems.
Your
son
saw
it
all.
He
chased
the
thief
and
struggled
with
him.
They
both
pulled
the
coronet,
and
it
got
damaged.
Your
son
came
back
with
it
but
left
a
piece
with
the
thief.
Now,
I
needed
to
know
who
the
man
was
and
who
gave
him
the
coronet."
"I
have
a
rule:
when
you
remove
the
impossible,
what
remains
must
be
the
truth.
I
knew
you
did
not
bring
it
down.
So,
it
was
either
your
niece
or
the
maids.
But
why
would
your
son
let
himself
be
blamed
for
the
maids?
There
was
no
reason.
He
loved
his
cousin,
so
he
kept
her
secret.
Her
secret
was
a
bad
one.
You
saw
her
at
the
window,
and
she
fainted
when
she
saw
the
coronet
again.
My
guess
was
now
certain."
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