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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Engineer's Thumb
Capítulo 9, Página 22
The
station-master
hadn't
finished
when
we
all
hurried
towards
the
fire.
The
road
led
over
a
low
hill,
and
there
was
a
large
whitewashed
building
in
front
of
us,
with
flames
coming
from
every
crack
and
window.
In
the
garden,
three
fire-engines
were
trying
in
vain
to
control
the
fire.
"That's
it!"
cried
Hatherley
excitedly.
"There's
the
gravel
drive,
and
those
are
the
rose
bushes
where
I
lay.
That
second
window
is
the
one
I
jumped
from."
"Well,
at
least,"
said
Holmes,
"you've
had
your
revenge.
Your
oil
lamp,
crushed
in
the
press,
must
have
set
the
wooden
walls
on
fire,
though
they
were
too
busy
chasing
you
to
notice.
Now,
look
for
your
friends
from
last
night
in
this
crowd,
although
I
fear
they
are
a
good
hundred
miles
away
by
now."
And
Holmes'
fears
were
confirmed,
for
from
that
day
on,
no
word
was
ever
heard
of
the
beautiful
woman,
the
sinister
German,
or
the
gloomy
Englishman.
Early
that
morning,
a
peasant
had
seen
a
cart
with
several
people
and
some
large
boxes
heading
quickly
towards
Reading,
but
there
all
traces
of
the
fugitives
vanished,
and
even
Holmes'
skills
couldn't
find
any
clue
about
their
whereabouts.
The
firemen
were
puzzled
by
the
strange
setup
they
found
inside
and
even
more
so
by
discovering
a
newly
severed
human
thumb
on
a
window
sill
on
the
second
floor.
By
sunset,
however,
they
finally
controlled
the
flames,
but
not
before
the
roof
collapsed,
and
the
entire
place
was
reduced
to
ruins.
Except
for
some
twisted
cylinders
and
iron
pipes,
nothing
remained
of
the
machinery
that
had
cost
our
unlucky
acquaintance
so
much.
Large
amounts
of
nickel
and
tin
were
found
stored
in
an
out-house,
but
no
coins
were
found,
which
might
explain
the
large
boxes
mentioned
earlier.
How
our
hydraulic
engineer
was
moved
from
the
garden
to
where
he
regained
consciousness
might
have
remained
a
mystery
if
not
for
the
soft
soil,
which
told
us
a
clear
story.
He
was
carried
by
two
people,
one
with
very
small
feet
and
the
other
with
unusually
large
ones.
It
was
likely
that
the
quiet
Englishman,
being
less
daring
or
less
murderous
than
his
partner,
helped
the
woman
carry
the
unconscious
man
out
of
danger.
"Well,"
said
our
engineer
sadly
as
we
took
our
seats
to
return
to
London,
"this
has
been
quite
an
adventure
for
me!
I've
lost
my
thumb
and
a
fifty-guinea
fee,
and
what
have
I
gained?"
"Experience,"
said
Holmes,
laughing.
"Indirectly,
it
might
be
valuable.
You
just
need
to
tell
the
story
to
gain
a
reputation
for
being
excellent
company
for
the
rest
of
your
life."
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