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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
A Case of Identity
Capítulo 3, Página 13
"My
dear
fellow,
can't
you
see
how
important
it
is
to
the
case?"
"I
can't,
unless
he
wanted
to
deny
his
signature
if
he
was
sued
for
breaking
a
promise."
"No,
that's
not
it.
But
I
will
write
two
letters
to
clear
things
up.
One
is
to
a
company
in
the
City,
and
the
other
to
the
young
lady's
stepfather,
Mr.
Windibank,
asking
him
to
meet
us
here
at
six
o'clock
tomorrow
evening.
It's
best
to
deal
with
the
male
relatives.
Now,
Doctor,
we
can't
do
anything
until
we
get
replies,
so
let's
put
this
problem
aside
for
now."
I
had
many
reasons
to
trust
my
friend's
clever
reasoning
and
energy
in
action.
I
felt
he
had
solid
reasons
for
his
calm
and
confident
manner
in
handling
this
strange
mystery.
Only
once
had
I
seen
him
fail,
in
the
case
of
the
King
of
Bohemia
and
Irene
Adler's
photograph.
But
thinking
back
to
the
Sign
of
Four
and
the
Study
in
Scarlet,
I
felt
it
would
be
a
very
tangled
case
indeed
that
he
couldn't
solve.
I
left
him
then,
still
smoking
his
black
clay
pipe,
sure
that
when
I
returned
the
next
evening,
he
would
have
all
the
clues
to
reveal
the
identity
of
Miss
Mary
Sutherland's
disappearing
fiancé.
I
was
busy
with
a
serious
case
of
my
own
at
the
time,
spending
the
whole
next
day
at
a
patient's
bedside.
It
was
only
just
before
six
o'clock
that
I
was
free
and
hurried
to
Baker
Street,
worried
I
might
be
too
late
for
the
mystery's
conclusion.
I
found
Sherlock
Holmes
alone,
half
asleep,
with
his
long,
thin
form
curled
up
in
his
armchair.
A
collection
of
bottles
and
test
tubes,
with
the
sharp
smell
of
hydrochloric
acid,
showed
me
he
had
spent
his
day
on
his
favorite
chemical
work.
"Well,
have
you
solved
it?"
I
asked
as
I
entered.
"Yes.
It
was
the
bisulphate
of
baryta."
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