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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Man with the Twisted Lip
Capítulo 6, Página 26
"If
I
am
Mr.
Neville
St.
Clair,
then
obviously
no
crime
has
been
committed,
and
I
am
illegally
detained."
"No
crime,
but
a
big
mistake
has
been
made,"
said
Holmes.
"You
should
have
trusted
your
wife."
"It
wasn't
the
wife;
it
was
the
children,"
groaned
the
prisoner.
"God
help
me,
I
didn't
want
them
to
be
ashamed
of
their
father.
My
God!
What
an
exposure!
What
can
I
do?"
Sherlock
Holmes
sat
beside
him
on
the
couch
and
kindly
patted
his
shoulder.
"If
you
let
a
court
clear
this
up,"
he
said,
"you
can't
avoid
publicity.
But
if
you
convince
the
police
there's
no
case
against
you,
the
details
might
not
reach
the
papers.
Inspector
Bradstreet
would
take
notes
on
anything
you
tell
us
and
submit
it
to
the
proper
authorities.
The
case
might
never
go
to
court."
"God
bless
you!"
cried
the
prisoner
passionately.
"I
would
have
endured
prison,
even
execution,
rather
than
leave
my
miserable
secret
as
a
family
shame
for
my
children."
"You
are
the
first
to
hear
my
story.
My
father
was
a
schoolmaster
in
Chesterfield,
where
I
had
a
good
education.
I
traveled
when
I
was
young,
took
to
the
stage,
and
eventually
became
a
reporter
for
an
evening
paper
in
London.
One
day,
my
editor
wanted
a
series
of
articles
on
begging
in
the
city,
and
I
volunteered.
That's
where
all
my
adventures
began.
By
trying
begging
as
an
amateur,
I
could
get
the
facts
for
my
articles.
As
an
actor,
I
learned
the
secrets
of
makeup
and
was
known
for
my
skill.
I
used
my
skills,
painted
my
face,
made
a
good
scar,
and
twisted
my
lip
with
flesh-colored
plaster.
With
red
hair
and
an
appropriate
outfit,
I
stood
in
the
business
part
of
the
city,
pretending
to
sell
matches
but
really
begging.
For
seven
hours
I
worked,
and
when
I
returned
home,
I
was
surprised
to
find
I
had
made
26
shillings
and
4
pence."
"I
wrote
my
articles
and
thought
little
of
it
until
later,
when
I
backed
a
bill
for
a
friend
and
was
served
with
a
writ
for
£25.
I
was
desperate
to
find
the
money,
but
then
I
had
an
idea.
I
asked
for
two
weeks'
grace
from
the
creditor,
took
a
holiday
from
work,
and
spent
the
time
begging
in
the
City
in
disguise.
In
ten
days,
I
had
the
money
and
paid
the
debt."
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