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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle
Capítulo 7, Página 24
Ryder
suddenly
fell
to
the
floor
and
grabbed
Holmes's
knees.
"Please,
have
mercy!"
he
cried.
"Think
of
my
father
and
mother!
It
would
break
their
hearts.
I've
never
done
anything
wrong
before!
I
promise
I
won't
do
it
again.
I'll
swear
it
on
a
Bible.
Oh,
please
don't
take
it
to
court!
For
God's
sake,
don't!"
"Get
back
into
your
chair!"
said
Holmes
sternly.
"It's
easy
to
beg
now,
but
you
didn't
think
much
about
poor
Horner
when
he
was
accused
of
a
crime
he
didn't
commit."
"I'll
leave,
Mr.
Holmes.
I'll
leave
the
country,
sir.
Then
the
charges
against
him
will
fall
apart."
"Hmm!
We'll
discuss
that.
Now,
tell
us
the
truth
about
what
happened
next.
How
did
the
stone
get
into
the
goose,
and
how
did
the
goose
end
up
in
the
market?
Tell
us
the
truth,
because
that's
your
only
chance
to
stay
safe."
Ryder
licked
his
dry
lips.
"I'll
tell
you
exactly
what
happened,
sir,"
he
said.
"When
Horner
was
arrested,
I
thought
it
was
best
to
get
away
with
the
stone
immediately,
because
I
didn't
know
when
the
police
might
decide
to
search
me
and
my
room.
There
was
no
safe
place
at
the
hotel.
I
left,
pretending
I
was
on
an
errand,
and
went
to
my
sister's
house.
She
was
married
to
a
man
named
Oakshott
and
lived
on
Brixton
Road,
where
they
raised
birds
for
the
market.
On
the
way
there,
every
person
I
saw
seemed
like
a
policeman
or
detective,
and
even
though
it
was
a
cold
night,
sweat
poured
down
my
face
by
the
time
I
reached
Brixton
Road.
My
sister
asked
why
I
looked
so
pale,
and
I
told
her
I
was
upset
about
the
jewel
theft
at
the
hotel.
Then
I
went
to
the
backyard,
smoked
a
pipe,
and
thought
about
what
to
do.
"I
once
had
a
friend
named
Maudsley
who
went
bad
and
had
just
finished
his
time
in
Pentonville.
One
day
he
talked
to
me
about
how
thieves
could
get
rid
of
what
they
stole.
I
knew
I
could
trust
him
because
I
knew
some
things
about
him.
So
I
decided
to
go
to
Kilburn,
where
he
lived,
and
ask
for
his
help.
He
could
show
me
how
to
turn
the
stone
into
money.
But
how
could
I
get
there
safely?
I
thought
of
the
fear
I
felt
coming
from
the
hotel.
I
could
be
stopped
and
searched
at
any
moment,
and
the
stone
was
in
my
waistcoat
pocket.
I
was
leaning
against
the
wall
and
looking
at
the
geese
waddling
around
my
feet
when
an
idea
came
to
me.
It
showed
me
how
I
could
outsmart
the
best
detective."
"A
few
weeks
before,
my
sister
said
I
could
have
one
of
her
geese
for
Christmas,
and
I
knew
she
always
kept
her
word.
I
decided
to
take
my
goose
then
and
hide
the
stone
in
it
to
take
to
Kilburn.
There
was
a
small
shed
in
the
yard,
and
behind
it,
I
drove
one
of
the
birds—a
big
white
one
with
a
barred
tail.
I
caught
it,
opened
its
beak,
and
pushed
the
stone
down
its
throat
as
far
as
my
finger
could
reach.
The
bird
gulped,
and
I
felt
the
stone
go
down
into
its
crop.
But
the
bird
flapped
and
struggled,
and
my
sister
came
out
to
see
what
was
happening.
As
I
turned
to
talk
to
her,
the
bird
broke
free
and
ran
off
among
the
others."
"'What
were
you
doing
with
that
bird,
Jem?'
she
asked."
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