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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Boscombe Valley Mystery
Capítulo 4, Página 26
"It's
good,"
said
the
old
man.
"I
might
not
live
to
the
trial,
so
it
matters
little
to
me,
but
I
want
to
spare
Alice
the
shock.
Now
I
will
make
it
clear
to
you;
it
has
been
long
in
the
making,
but
it
won't
take
long
to
tell."
"You
didn't
know
McCarthy.
He
was
a
devil.
I
tell
you
that.
God
keep
you
away
from
a
man
like
him.
He
has
had
a
hold
on
me
for
twenty
years,
and
he
ruined
my
life.
I'll
tell
you
how
I
came
to
be
in
his
power."
"It
was
in
the
early
'60s
at
the
diggings.
I
was
young,
hot-blooded,
and
reckless,
ready
for
anything.
I
got
with
bad
people,
started
drinking,
had
no
luck,
went
to
the
bush,
and
became
what
you
call
a
highway
robber.
There
were
six
of
us,
and
we
lived
wild
and
free,
robbing
stations
and
stopping
wagons
on
the
road
to
the
diggings.
Black
Jack
of
Ballarat
was
my
name,
and
our
group
is
still
remembered
as
the
Ballarat
Gang."
"One
day,
a
gold
convoy
came
from
Ballarat
to
Melbourne.
We
waited
for
it
and
attacked.
There
were
six
troopers
and
six
of
us,
so
it
was
close,
but
we
shot
four
of
them
quickly.
Three
of
our
men
died,
though,
before
we
got
the
gold.
I
pointed
my
gun
at
the
wagon
driver,
McCarthy.
I
wish
I
had
shot
him
then,
but
I
didn't.
I
saw
his
eyes
on
me,
trying
to
remember
my
face.
We
escaped
with
the
gold
and
became
rich.
We
went
to
England
without
anyone
suspecting
us.
There,
I
left
my
old
friends
and
decided
to
live
a
quiet
life.
I
bought
this
estate
and
tried
to
do
good
with
my
money.
I
got
married,
but
my
wife
died
young.
She
left
me
my
dear
little
Alice.
Even
as
a
baby,
her
tiny
hand
led
me
to
a
better
life.
I
changed
and
tried
to
make
up
for
the
past.
Everything
was
fine
until
McCarthy
found
me."
"I
went
to
town
for
an
investment,
and
I
met
him
on
Regent
Street.
He
had
hardly
a
coat
or
shoes."
"'Here
we
are,
Jack,'
he
said,
touching
my
arm.
'We’ll
be
like
family
to
you.
There
are
two
of
us,
me
and
my
son,
and
you
can
take
care
of
us.
If
you
don’t,
remember
England
is
a
law-abiding
country,
and
there’s
always
a
policeman
nearby.'"
"They
came
to
the
west
country,
and
I
couldn't
get
rid
of
them.
They
lived
rent-free
on
my
best
land.
I
had
no
rest,
no
peace.
Everywhere
I
turned,
there
was
his
smiling
face.
It
got
worse
as
Alice
grew
up.
He
knew
I
feared
her
learning
my
past
more
than
the
police.
Whatever
he
wanted,
I
gave
him—land,
money,
houses.
But
then
he
asked
for
something
I
couldn't
give.
He
asked
for
Alice."
"His
son
had
grown
up,
and
so
had
my
girl.
I
was
known
to
be
in
weak
health,
so
he
thought
it
was
smart
for
his
son
to
get
everything.
But
I
said
no.
I
didn’t
want
his
family
mixed
with
mine.
I
didn’t
dislike
the
boy,
but
his
father’s
blood
was
in
him.
I
stood
firm.
McCarthy
threatened
me.
I
dared
him
to
do
his
worst.
We
were
to
meet
at
the
pool
between
our
houses
to
talk."
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