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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
A Scandal in Bohemia
Capítulo 1, Página 16
At
three
o’clock
precisely
I
was
at
Baker
Street,
but
Holmes
had
not
yet
returned.
The
landlady
informed
me
that
he
had
left
the
house
shortly
after
eight
o’clock
in
the
morning.
I
sat
down
beside
the
fire,
however,
with
the
intention
of
awaiting
him,
however
long
he
might
be.
I
was
already
deeply
interested
in
his
inquiry,
for,
though
it
was
surrounded
by
none
of
the
grim
and
strange
features
which
were
associated
with
the
two
crimes
which
I
have
already
recorded,
still,
the
nature
of
the
case
and
the
exalted
station
of
his
client
gave
it
a
character
of
its
own.
Indeed,
apart
from
the
nature
of
the
investigation
which
my
friend
had
on
hand,
there
was
something
in
his
masterly
grasp
of
a
situation,
and
his
keen,
incisive
reasoning,
which
made
it
a
pleasure
to
me
to
study
his
system
of
work,
and
to
follow
the
quick,
subtle
methods
by
which
he
disentangled
the
most
inextricable
mysteries.
So
accustomed
was
I
to
his
invariable
success
that
the
very
possibility
of
his
failing
had
ceased
to
enter
into
my
head.
It
was
close
upon
four
before
the
door
opened,
and
a
drunken-looking
groom,
ill-kempt
and
side-whiskered,
with
an
inflamed
face
and
disreputable
clothes,
walked
into
the
room.
Accustomed
as
I
was
to
my
friend’s
amazing
powers
in
the
use
of
disguises,
I
had
to
look
three
times
before
I
was
certain
that
it
was
indeed
he.
With
a
nod
he
vanished
into
the
bedroom,
whence
he
emerged
in
five
minutes
tweed-suited
and
respectable,
as
of
old.
Putting
his
hands
into
his
pockets,
he
stretched
out
his
legs
in
front
of
the
fire
and
laughed
heartily
for
some
minutes.
“Well,
really!”
he
cried,
and
then
he
choked
and
laughed
again
until
he
was
obliged
to
lie
back,
limp
and
helpless,
in
the
chair.
“What
is
it?”
“It’s
quite
too
funny.
I
am
sure
you
could
never
guess
how
I
employed
my
morning,
or
what
I
ended
by
doing.”
“I
can’t
imagine.
I
suppose
that
you
have
been
watching
the
habits,
and
perhaps
the
house,
of
Miss
Irene
Adler.”
“Quite
so;
but
the
sequel
was
rather
unusual.
I
will
tell
you,
however.
I
left
the
house
a
little
after
eight
o’clock
this
morning
in
the
character
of
a
groom
out
of
work.
There
is
a
wonderful
sympathy
and
freemasonry
among
horsey
men.
Be
one
of
them,
and
you
will
know
all
that
there
is
to
know.
I
soon
found
Briony
Lodge.
It
is
a
bijou
villa,
with
a
garden
at
the
back,
but
built
out
in
front
right
up
to
the
road,
two
stories.
Chubb
lock
to
the
door.
Large
sitting-room
on
the
right
side,
well
furnished,
with
long
windows
almost
to
the
floor,
and
those
preposterous
English
window
fasteners
which
a
child
could
open.
Behind
there
was
nothing
remarkable,
save
that
the
passage
window
could
be
reached
from
the
top
of
the
coach-house.
I
walked
round
it
and
examined
it
closely
from
every
point
of
view,
but
without
noting
anything
else
of
interest.”
“I
then
lounged
down
the
street
and
found,
as
I
expected,
that
there
was
a
mews
in
a
lane
which
runs
down
by
one
wall
of
the
garden.
I
lent
the
ostlers
a
hand
in
rubbing
down
their
horses,
and
received
in
exchange
twopence,
a
glass
of
half-and-half,
two
fills
of
shag
tobacco,
and
as
much
information
as
I
could
desire
about
Miss
Adler,
to
say
nothing
of
half
a
dozen
other
people
in
the
neighbourhood
in
whom
I
was
not
in
the
least
interested,
but
whose
biographies
I
was
compelled
to
listen
to.”
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