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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Man with the Twisted Lip
Capítulo 6, Página 22
In
town,
the
earliest
risers
were
just
starting
to
look
sleepily
from
their
windows
as
we
drove
through
the
streets
on
the
Surrey
side.
Passing
down
Waterloo
Bridge
Road,
we
crossed
the
river,
dashed
up
Wellington
Street,
turned
sharply
right,
and
found
ourselves
in
Bow
Street.
Sherlock
Holmes
was
well-known
to
the
police,
and
the
two
constables
at
the
door
saluted
him.
One
held
the
horse’s
head
while
the
other
led
us
inside.
“Who
is
on
duty?”
asked
Holmes.
“Inspector
Bradstreet,
sir.”
“Ah,
Bradstreet,
how
are
you?”
A
tall,
stout
official
came
down
the
stone-flagged
passage,
wearing
a
peaked
cap
and
frogged
jacket.
“I’d
like
a
quiet
word
with
you,
Bradstreet.”
“Certainly,
Mr.
Holmes.
Step
into
my
office
here.”
It
was
a
small,
office-like
room
with
a
huge
ledger
on
the
table
and
a
telephone
on
the
wall.
The
inspector
sat
at
his
desk.
“What
can
I
do
for
you,
Mr.
Holmes?”
“I’m
here
about
that
beggar,
Boone—the
one
charged
with
being
involved
in
Mr.
Neville
St.
Clair’s
disappearance,
from
Lee.”
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