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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
A Scandal in Bohemia
Capítulo 1, Página 17
"And
what
about
Irene
Adler?"
I
asked.
"Oh,
she's
turned
all
the
men's
heads
in
that
area.
She's
the
most
charming
thing
under
a
bonnet
on
this
planet.
That's
what
everyone
at
Serpentine-mews
says.
She
lives
quietly,
sings
at
concerts,
drives
out
at
five
every
day,
and
returns
at
seven
sharp
for
dinner.
She
rarely
goes
out
at
other
times,
except
when
she
sings.
She
has
only
one
male
visitor,
but
he
visits
often.
He's
dark,
handsome,
and
dashing,
never
calls
less
than
once
a
day,
and
often
twice.
His
name
is
Mr.
Godfrey
Norton,
from
the
Inner
Temple.
That's
the
benefit
of
having
a
cabman
as
a
confidant.
They've
driven
him
home
many
times
from
Serpentine-mews
and
know
all
about
him.
After
I
heard
everything
they
had
to
say,
I
started
to
walk
up
and
down
near
Briony
Lodge
again,
thinking
over
my
plan
of
action."
"This
Godfrey
Norton
was
clearly
a
significant
player
in
the
situation.
He
was
a
lawyer,
which
sounded
worrying.
What
was
the
nature
of
their
relationship,
and
why
did
he
visit
so
often?
Was
she
his
client,
his
friend,
or
something
more?
If
she
was
his
client,
she
might
have
given
him
the
photograph
to
keep.
If
they
were
romantically
involved,
it
was
less
likely.
The
answer
to
this
question
would
determine
whether
I
should
continue
my
investigation
at
Briony
Lodge
or
shift
my
focus
to
his
chambers
in
the
Temple.
It
was
a
delicate
issue,
broadening
my
inquiry.
I
hope
I’m
not
boring
you
with
these
details,
but
you
need
to
see
my
challenges
to
understand
the
situation."
"I
am
following
you
closely,"
I
replied.
"I
was
still
weighing
the
matter
when
a
hansom
cab
arrived
at
Briony
Lodge,
and
a
man
jumped
out.
He
was
a
remarkably
handsome
man,
dark,
with
an
aquiline
nose
and
a
moustache—clearly
the
man
I
had
heard
about.
He
seemed
to
be
in
a
hurry,
shouted
to
the
cabman
to
wait,
and
walked
past
the
maid
who
opened
the
door
with
the
confidence
of
someone
who
was
very
familiar
with
the
place."
"He
stayed
in
the
house
for
about
thirty
minutes,
and
I
could
see
him
through
the
sitting-room
windows,
pacing
and
talking
excitedly,
waving
his
arms.
I
didn’t
see
her
at
all.
Soon
he
came
out,
looking
even
more
agitated.
As
he
got
into
the
cab,
he
pulled
out
a
gold
watch
and
checked
it
intently.
'Drive
like
mad,'
he
shouted,
'first
to
Gross
&
Hankey’s
on
Regent
Street,
then
to
the
Church
of
St.
Monica
on
the
Edgeware
Road.
Half
a
guinea
if
you
make
it
in
twenty
minutes!'"
"Off
they
went,
and
I
was
considering
whether
to
follow
them
when
a
neat
little
landau
came
up
the
lane.
The
coachman
looked
disheveled,
with
his
coat
half-buttoned
and
his
tie
askew.
Before
it
stopped,
she
rushed
out
of
the
hall
door
and
into
it.
I
only
caught
a
glimpse
of
her,
but
she
was
a
beautiful
woman,
with
a
face
that
could
captivate
any
man."
"'To
the
Church
of
St.
Monica,
John,'
she
called,
'and
half
a
sovereign
if
you
get
there
in
twenty
minutes.'"
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