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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Speckled Band
Capítulo 8, Página 31
With
a
serious
face,
he
lit
the
lamp
and
led
the
way.
He
knocked
on
the
door
twice,
but
no
one
answered.
Then
he
opened
the
door,
and
I
followed
with
my
gun
ready.
We
saw
a
strange
sight.
A
lantern
on
the
table
shone
light
on
an
open
safe.
Dr.
Grimesby
Roylott
sat
in
a
chair,
wearing
a
grey
dressing-gown.
His
bare
ankles
showed,
and
he
wore
red
slippers.
Across
his
lap
was
a
stick
with
a
long
lash.
His
chin
was
up,
and
his
eyes
stared
at
the
ceiling.
On
his
head
was
a
yellow
band
with
brown
spots.
He
didn't
move
or
make
a
sound
as
we
entered.
"The
band!
The
speckled
band!"
whispered
Holmes.
I
stepped
forward.
Suddenly,
the
band
moved.
A
snake's
head
and
neck
rose
from
his
hair.
"It's
a
swamp
adder!"
cried
Holmes.
"The
deadliest
snake
in
India.
He
died
ten
seconds
after
the
bite.
Violence
returns
to
the
violent,
and
the
plotter
falls
into
his
own
trap.
Let's
put
this
snake
back
and
take
Miss
Stoner
to
safety.
We
will
tell
the
police
what
happened."
As
he
spoke,
Holmes
took
the
whip
from
the
dead
man's
lap.
He
put
the
noose
around
the
snake's
neck
and
pulled
it
off.
Holding
it
away,
he
threw
it
into
the
safe
and
closed
it.
These
are
the
true
facts
about
Dr.
Grimesby
Roylott's
death
at
Stoke
Moran.
I
don't
need
to
tell
more
about
how
we
gave
the
sad
news
to
the
scared
girl,
or
how
we
took
her
to
her
aunt
in
Harrow
by
morning
train.
The
official
inquiry
found
that
the
doctor
died
while
playing
with
a
dangerous
pet.
Holmes
told
me
the
rest
of
the
case
as
we
traveled
back
the
next
day.
"I
made
a
wrong
guess,"
he
said.
"It
shows,
Watson,
how
dangerous
it
is
to
guess
with
little
information.
The
gypsies
and
the
word
'band'
misled
me.
The
girl
saw
something
by
match
light
and
called
it
a
band.
I
thought
wrong.
I
realized
the
danger
couldn't
come
from
the
window
or
door.
I
looked
at
the
ventilator
and
the
bell
rope.
The
rope
was
fake,
and
the
bed
was
fixed
to
the
floor.
I
thought
the
rope
was
for
something
to
cross
to
the
bed.
I
thought
of
a
snake
and
knew
the
doctor
had
Indian
animals.
I
felt
I
was
right.
A
poison
that
can't
be
found
by
tests
would
suit
a
clever
and
ruthless
man.
A
fast
poison
would
help
him.
A
coroner
would
have
trouble
seeing
the
bite
marks.
I
thought
of
the
whistle.
He
had
to
call
the
snake
back
before
morning.
He
trained
it
with
milk
to
return.
He
sent
it
through
the
ventilator
at
night,
sure
it
would
crawl
down
the
rope
to
the
bed.
It
might
bite
or
not,
but
sooner
or
later,
she
would
be
bitten."
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