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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle
Capítulo 7, Página 14
"Well,
I
bought
two
dozen
from
a
salesman
in
Covent
Garden."
"Really?
I
know
some
of
them.
Who
was
it?"
"Breckinridge
is
his
name."
"Ah!
I
don't
know
him.
Here's
to
your
good
health,
landlord,
and
success
to
your
house.
Good
night."
"Now,
let's
head
to
Mr.
Breckinridge,"
he
said,
fastening
his
coat
as
we
stepped
into
the
cold
air.
"Remember,
Watson,
that
while
we
have
something
as
simple
as
a
goose
at
one
end
of
this
chain,
at
the
other
end
is
a
man
who
will
face
seven
years
in
prison
unless
we
can
prove
his
innocence.
Our
investigation
might
confirm
his
guilt,
but
we
have
a
lead
missed
by
the
police,
given
to
us
by
chance.
Let's
follow
it
to
the
end.
Southward,
and
quick
march!"
We
crossed
Holborn,
went
down
Endell
Street,
and
through
a
maze
of
alleys
to
Covent
Garden
Market.
One
of
the
largest
stalls
had
the
name
Breckinridge
on
it,
and
the
owner,
a
man
with
a
horsey
look,
sharp
face,
and
neat
side-whiskers,
was
helping
a
boy
close
up
for
the
night.
"Good
evening.
It's
a
chilly
night,"
said
Holmes.
The
salesman
nodded,
giving
my
companion
a
curious
look.
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