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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Engineer's Thumb
Capítulo 9, Página 13
"It
was
completely
dark
inside,
and
the
colonel
searched
for
matches,
muttering
to
himself.
Suddenly,
a
door
opened
at
the
end
of
the
passage,
and
a
long
beam
of
light
shot
towards
us.
It
widened,
and
a
woman
appeared
with
a
lamp
held
high,
peering
at
us.
She
was
pretty,
and
her
shiny
dark
dress
showed
it
was
made
of
rich
material.
She
spoke
a
few
words
in
a
foreign
language,
sounding
like
a
question,
and
when
my
companion
answered
with
a
gruff
word,
she
almost
dropped
the
lamp.
Colonel
Stark
went
to
her,
whispered
something,
and
then
pushed
her
back
into
the
room
she
came
from.
He
returned
to
me
with
the
lamp."
"'Please
wait
in
this
room
for
a
few
minutes,'
he
said,
opening
another
door.
It
was
a
quiet,
simply
furnished
room
with
a
round
table
in
the
center,
covered
with
German
books.
Colonel
Stark
put
the
lamp
on
a
harmonium
by
the
door.
'I
won't
keep
you
waiting
long,'
he
said
and
disappeared
into
the
darkness."
"I
looked
at
the
books
on
the
table.
Even
though
I
didn't
know
German,
I
saw
two
were
science
books,
and
the
others
were
poetry.
I
went
to
the
window,
hoping
to
see
the
countryside,
but
a
heavy
oak
shutter
covered
it.
The
house
was
very
silent.
An
old
clock
ticked
loudly
somewhere,
but
otherwise,
it
was
completely
still.
I
started
to
feel
uneasy.
Who
were
these
German
people,
and
why
were
they
living
in
such
a
strange,
remote
place?
And
where
exactly
was
I?
I
knew
I
was
about
ten
miles
from
Eyford,
but
I
had
no
idea
in
which
direction.
Reading
and
other
towns
could
be
nearby,
so
maybe
it
wasn't
so
isolated.
But
the
silence
suggested
we
were
in
the
country.
I
walked
around
the
room,
humming
a
tune
to
keep
my
spirits
up,
feeling
I
was
earning
my
fifty-guinea
fee."
"Suddenly,
without
any
warning
in
the
quiet
room,
the
door
slowly
opened.
A
woman
stood
there,
with
the
dark
hall
behind
her
and
the
yellow
light
from
my
lamp
on
her
face.
Her
face
was
beautiful
but
filled
with
fear,
which
made
my
heart
feel
cold.
She
raised
a
shaking
finger
to
tell
me
to
be
silent
and
whispered
a
few
broken
English
words,
her
eyes
looking
back
into
the
darkness
like
a
scared
horse."
"I
would
go,"
she
said,
trying
hard
to
stay
calm.
"I
would
go.
I
should
not
stay
here.
There
is
nothing
good
for
you
here."
"But,
madam,"
I
replied,
"I
haven't
done
what
I
came
here
to
do.
I
can't
leave
until
I
see
the
machine."
"It's
not
worth
waiting
for,"
she
continued.
"You
can
leave;
no
one
will
stop
you."
When
she
saw
me
smile
and
shake
my
head,
she
suddenly
stepped
forward,
her
hands
clasped
together.
"For
the
love
of
Heaven!"
she
whispered,
"get
away
from
here
before
it's
too
late!"
"But
I
am
quite
stubborn,
and
I
like
a
challenge
when
there
is
an
obstacle.
I
thought
about
my
fifty-guinea
fee,
my
long
journey,
and
the
uncomfortable
night
ahead.
Was
it
all
for
nothing?
Why
should
I
leave
without
finishing
my
task
and
getting
paid?
This
woman
might
be
crazy
for
all
I
knew.
So,
even
though
her
manner
shook
me
more
than
I
wanted
to
admit,
I
shook
my
head
and
said
I
would
stay.
She
was
about
to
beg
me
again
when
a
door
slammed
upstairs,
and
we
heard
footsteps
on
the
stairs.
She
listened
for
a
moment,
raised
her
hands
in
despair,
and
disappeared
as
suddenly
as
she
had
come."
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