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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
A Case of Identity
Capítulo 3, Página 3
"Never
mind,"
said
Holmes,
laughing.
"It's
my
job
to
know
things.
Maybe
I've
trained
myself
to
see
what
others
miss.
If
not,
why
would
you
come
to
me?"
"I
came
because
I
heard
about
you
from
Mrs.
Etherege,
whose
husband
you
found
easily
when
everyone
else
thought
he
was
dead.
Oh,
Mr.
Holmes,
I
wish
you
could
do
the
same
for
me.
I'm
not
rich,
but
I
have
a
hundred
a
year,
plus
what
I
earn
from
typing,
and
I'd
give
it
all
to
know
what
happened
to
Mr.
Hosmer
Angel."
"Why
did
you
come
to
see
me
so
quickly?"
asked
Sherlock
Holmes,
with
his
fingers
together
and
eyes
on
the
ceiling.
Miss
Mary
Sutherland
looked
surprised
again.
"Yes,
I
left
the
house
quickly,"
she
said,
"because
it
made
me
angry
to
see
how
calmly
Mr.
Windibank—that's
my
father—reacted.
He
wouldn't
go
to
the
police
or
to
you,
so
finally,
as
he
did
nothing
and
kept
saying
no
harm
was
done,
I
got
mad,
put
on
my
things,
and
came
straight
to
you."
"Your
father,"
said
Holmes,
"your
stepfather,
since
the
names
are
different."
"Yes,
my
stepfather.
I
call
him
father,
though
it's
strange
because
he's
only
five
years
and
two
months
older
than
me."
"And
your
mother
is
alive?"
"Oh
yes,
my
mother
is
alive
and
well.
I
wasn't
too
happy,
Mr.
Holmes,
when
she
married
again
so
soon
after
my
father's
death.
She
married
a
man
nearly
fifteen
years
younger
than
her.
My
father
was
a
plumber
in
Tottenham
Court
Road,
and
he
left
a
good
business
behind.
My
mother
ran
it
with
Mr.
Hardy,
the
foreman.
But
when
Mr.
Windibank
came,
he
made
her
sell
the
business
because
he
was
very
superior,
being
a
wine
salesman.
They
got
£4700
for
the
goodwill
and
interest,
which
wasn't
as
much
as
my
father
could
have
gotten
if
he
were
alive."
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