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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Engineer's Thumb
Capítulo 9, Página 17
"'You're
mad,
Elise!'
he
shouted,
trying
to
break
free.
'You'll
ruin
us.
He's
seen
too
much.
Let
me
pass!'
He
pushed
her
aside
and
rushed
to
the
window,
swinging
his
weapon
at
me.
I
was
hanging
by
my
hands
from
the
sill
when
his
blow
landed.
I
felt
a
dull
pain,
my
grip
loosened,
and
I
fell
into
the
garden
below."
"The
fall
shook
me
but
didn't
hurt
me,
so
I
got
up
and
ran
into
the
bushes
as
fast
as
I
could.
I
knew
I
wasn't
out
of
danger
yet.
Suddenly,
a
terrible
dizziness
and
sickness
hit
me.
I
looked
at
my
hand,
which
was
throbbing
painfully,
and
saw
my
thumb
was
gone,
blood
pouring
from
the
wound.
I
tried
to
tie
my
handkerchief
around
it,
but
my
ears
buzzed,
and
I
fainted
among
the
rose
bushes."
"I
don't
know
how
long
I
was
unconscious.
It
must
have
been
a
long
time
because
the
moon
had
set,
and
morning
was
breaking
when
I
woke
up.
My
clothes
were
wet
with
dew,
and
my
coat
was
soaked
with
blood
from
my
thumb.
The
pain
reminded
me
of
everything
that
happened,
and
I
jumped
up,
feeling
I
might
still
be
in
danger.
But
to
my
surprise,
when
I
looked
around,
there
was
no
house
or
garden.
I
was
lying
near
the
road,
and
a
little
further
was
a
long
building.
As
I
approached
it,
I
realized
it
was
the
station
where
I
had
arrived
the
night
before.
If
not
for
the
wound
on
my
hand,
all
that
happened
might
have
seemed
like
a
bad
dream."
"Half-dazed,
I
went
into
the
station
and
asked
about
the
morning
train.
There
was
one
to
Reading
in
less
than
an
hour.
The
same
porter
was
on
duty
as
when
I
arrived.
I
asked
if
he
knew
Colonel
Lysander
Stark.
The
name
was
unfamiliar
to
him.
Had
he
seen
a
carriage
waiting
for
me
the
night
before?
No,
he
hadn't.
Was
there
a
police
station
nearby?
There
was
one
about
three
miles
away."
"It
was
too
far
for
me
to
go,
feeling
weak
and
ill.
I
decided
to
wait
until
I
returned
to
town
to
tell
the
police
my
story.
I
arrived
a
little
past
six,
got
my
wound
treated,
and
then
the
doctor
kindly
brought
me
here.
I
put
the
case
in
your
hands
and
will
do
what
you
advise."
We
both
sat
silently
for
a
while
after
hearing
this
extraordinary
story.
Then
Sherlock
Holmes
took
down
one
of
his
large
books
where
he
kept
his
notes.
"'Here's
an
advertisement
you
might
find
interesting,'
he
said.
'It
was
in
the
papers
about
a
year
ago.
Listen:
"Lost,
on
the
9th,
Mr.
Jeremiah
Hayling,
aged
twenty-six,
a
hydraulic
engineer.
Left
his
lodgings
at
ten
at
night
and
hasn't
been
heard
from
since.
Was
dressed
in,"
etc.,
etc.
Ha!
That
was
the
last
time
the
colonel
needed
his
machine
checked,
I
think.'"
"'Good
heavens!'
my
patient
exclaimed.
'That
explains
what
the
girl
said.'"
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