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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Copper Beeches
Capítulo 12, Página 18
“This
piqued
my
curiosity,
so
during
a
walk
with
my
charge,
I
strolled
to
where
I
could
see
the
windows
of
that
part
of
the
house.
There
were
four
in
a
row,
three
just
dirty,
and
the
fourth
shuttered.
They
all
seemed
deserted.
As
I
wandered,
glancing
at
them,
Mr.
Rucastle
came
out
to
me,
looking
as
cheerful
as
ever.”
“‘Ah!’
he
said,
‘don't
think
me
rude
for
passing
you
without
a
word,
my
dear
young
lady.
I
was
absorbed
in
business
matters.’”
“I
assured
him
I
wasn't
offended.
‘By
the
way,’
I
said,
‘you
seem
to
have
a
suite
of
spare
rooms
up
there,
and
one
has
shutters.’”
“He
looked
surprised
and,
I
thought,
a
bit
startled
at
my
comment.”
“‘Photography
is
a
hobby
of
mine,’
he
said.
‘I've
made
my
dark
room
up
there.
But,
my,
what
an
observant
young
lady
we
have!
Who
would
have
thought
it?
Who
would
have
believed
it?’
He
joked,
but
his
eyes
showed
no
humor,
only
suspicion
and
annoyance.”
“Well,
Mr.
Holmes,
once
I
realized
there
was
something
about
those
rooms
that
I
wasn't
supposed
to
know,
I
was
eager
to
explore
them.
It
wasn't
just
curiosity,
though
I
have
plenty
of
that.
It
was
more
a
sense
of
duty—a
feeling
that
some
good
might
come
from
investigating.
They
talk
of
woman's
instinct;
maybe
it
was
that
which
drove
me.
Anyway,
I
was
on
the
lookout
for
any
chance
to
get
through
the
forbidden
door.”
“The
chance
came
just
yesterday.
Besides
Mr.
Rucastle,
both
Toller
and
his
wife
had
tasks
in
those
deserted
rooms,
and
once
I
saw
him
carrying
a
large
black
bag
through
the
door.
Recently,
he's
been
drinking
heavily,
and
last
evening
he
was
very
drunk;
when
I
went
upstairs,
the
key
was
in
the
door.
I'm
sure
he
left
it
there.
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Rucastle
were
downstairs
with
the
child,
giving
me
a
perfect
opportunity.
I
gently
turned
the
key,
opened
the
door,
and
slipped
inside.”
“Ahead
of
me
was
a
small
passage,
unpapered
and
bare,
turning
at
a
right
angle
at
the
end.
Around
the
corner
were
three
doors
in
a
row,
the
first
and
third
open.
They
led
to
empty
rooms,
dusty
and
bleak,
with
two
windows
in
one
and
one
in
the
other,
so
dirty
that
the
evening
light
barely
shone
through.
The
middle
door
was
closed,
and
across
it
was
fastened
an
iron
bed's
broad
bar,
padlocked
at
one
end
to
the
wall,
and
tied
with
stout
cord
at
the
other.
The
door
itself
was
locked,
and
the
key
was
missing.
This
barricaded
door
matched
the
shuttered
window
outside,
yet
I
saw
by
the
dim
light
beneath
it
that
the
room
wasn't
dark.
Clearly,
a
skylight
let
in
light
from
above.
As
I
stood
in
the
passage,
staring
at
the
ominous
door
and
wondering
what
secret
it
hid,
I
suddenly
heard
footsteps
inside
and
saw
a
shadow
pass
back
and
forth
against
the
dim
light
from
under
the
door.
A
mad,
irrational
fear
gripped
me,
Mr.
Holmes.
My
nerves
failed,
and
I
ran—ran
as
if
something
terrible
was
chasing
me,
clutching
at
my
dress.
I
dashed
down
the
passage,
through
the
door,
and
straight
into
Mr.
Rucastle's
arms,
waiting
outside.”
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