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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Copper Beeches
Capítulo 12, Página 25
"My
God!"
he
cried.
"Someone
has
let
the
dog
loose.
It
hasn't
been
fed
for
two
days.
Hurry,
hurry,
or
it
will
be
too
late!"
Holmes
and
I
ran
outside
and
around
the
corner
of
the
house,
with
Toller
following
us.
There
was
the
huge,
starving
dog,
its
black
muzzle
buried
in
Rucastle's
throat,
while
he
twisted
and
screamed
on
the
ground.
I
ran
up
and
shot
the
dog,
and
it
fell
over
with
its
sharp
white
teeth
still
gripping
his
neck.
We
worked
hard
to
separate
them
and
carried
him,
alive
but
badly
injured,
into
the
house.
We
laid
him
on
the
drawing-room
sofa,
and
after
sending
the
now
sober
Toller
to
tell
his
wife,
I
did
what
I
could
to
ease
his
pain.
We
were
all
gathered
around
him
when
the
door
opened,
and
a
tall,
thin
woman
entered
the
room.
"Mrs.
Toller!"
cried
Miss
Hunter.
"Yes,
miss.
Mr.
Rucastle
let
me
out
when
he
came
back
before
he
went
up
to
you.
Oh,
miss,
it's
a
shame
you
didn't
tell
me
what
you
were
planning,
because
I
would
have
told
you
that
your
efforts
were
in
vain."
"Ha!"
said
Holmes,
looking
sharply
at
her.
"It's
clear
that
Mrs.
Toller
knows
more
about
this
than
anyone
else."
"Yes,
sir,
I
do,
and
I'm
ready
to
tell
you
what
I
know."
"Then
please
sit
down
and
tell
us,
because
there
are
several
things
I
still
don't
understand."
"I
will
explain
it
soon,"
she
said.
"I
would
have
done
so
earlier
if
I
could
have
gotten
out
of
the
cellar.
If
this
goes
to
court,
remember
that
I
was
the
one
who
helped
you
and
that
I
was
Miss
Alice's
friend
too."
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