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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Five Orange Pips
Capítulo 5, Página 6
"'They
can
do
what
they
like,
but
I'll
beat
them,'
he
said
with
an
oath.
'Tell
Mary
I
want
a
fire
in
my
room
today,
and
send
for
Fordham,
the
Horsham
lawyer.'"
"I
did
as
he
asked,
and
when
the
lawyer
arrived,
I
was
called
to
the
room.
The
fire
was
burning
brightly,
and
in
the
grate
was
a
pile
of
black,
fluffy
ashes,
like
burned
paper,
while
the
brass
box
was
open
and
empty
beside
it.
As
I
looked
at
the
box,
I
noticed
the
KKK
letters
on
the
lid,
just
like
on
the
envelope
that
morning."
"'John,'
my
uncle
said,
'I
want
you
to
witness
my
will.
I
leave
my
estate,
with
all
its
good
and
bad,
to
my
brother,
your
father,
and
it
will
likely
pass
to
you.
If
you
can
enjoy
it
peacefully,
that's
good!
If
not,
take
my
advice
and
give
it
to
your
worst
enemy.
I'm
sorry
to
give
you
such
a
dangerous
thing,
but
I
can't
predict
what
will
happen.
Please
sign
the
paper
where
Mr.
Fordham
shows
you.'"
"I
signed
the
paper
as
instructed,
and
the
lawyer
took
it
with
him.
The
strange
event
deeply
affected
me,
and
I
thought
about
it
often
without
understanding
it.
I
couldn't
shake
the
feeling
of
fear
it
left,
though
it
lessened
as
weeks
passed
without
any
changes
to
our
routine.
Still,
I
noticed
a
change
in
my
uncle.
He
drank
more
and
avoided
company.
He
spent
most
of
his
time
locked
in
his
room
but
would
sometimes
come
out
in
a
drunken
rage,
running
around
the
garden
with
a
revolver,
shouting
that
he
feared
no
one
and
wouldn't
be
trapped
like
a
sheep.
Afterward,
he
would
rush
inside
and
lock
the
door,
as
if
he
couldn't
face
the
terror
inside
him.
At
those
times,
his
face
would
be
wet
with
sweat,
even
on
cold
days."
"To
finish
the
story,
Mr.
Holmes,
one
night
he
went
out
in
one
of
those
drunken
fits
and
never
returned.
We
found
him
face
down
in
a
small
pool
at
the
garden's
edge.
There
was
no
sign
of
violence,
and
the
water
was
only
two
feet
deep,
so
the
jury,
knowing
his
odd
behavior,
ruled
it
a
suicide.
But
I,
knowing
his
fear
of
death,
struggled
to
believe
he
chose
it.
The
matter
ended,
and
my
father
inherited
the
estate
and
about
£14,000
in
the
bank."
"One
moment,"
Holmes
interrupted,
"your
story
is
one
of
the
most
remarkable
I've
heard.
Please
give
me
the
dates
of
the
letter's
arrival
and
his
supposed
suicide."
"The
letter
came
on
March
10,
1883.
His
death
was
seven
weeks
later,
on
the
night
of
May
2nd."
"Thank
you.
Please
continue."
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