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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
A Scandal in Bohemia
Capítulo 1, Página 31
“And
the
papers?”
asked
the
King
hoarsely.
“All
is
lost.”
“We
shall
see.”
He
pushed
past
the
servant
and
rushed
into
the
drawing-room,
followed
by
the
King
and
myself.
The
furniture
was
scattered
about
in
every
direction,
with
dismantled
shelves
and
open
drawers,
as
if
the
lady
had
hurriedly
ransacked
them
before
her
flight.
Holmes
rushed
at
the
bell-pull,
tore
back
a
small
sliding
shutter,
and,
plunging
in
his
hand,
pulled
out
a
photograph
and
a
letter.
The
photograph
was
of
Irene
Adler
herself
in
evening
dress,
the
letter
was
superscribed
to
“Sherlock
Holmes,
Esq.
To
be
left
till
called
for.”
My
friend
tore
it
open,
and
we
all
three
read
it
together.
It
was
dated
at
midnight
of
the
preceding
night
and
ran
in
this
way:
“MY
DEAR
MR.
SHERLOCK
HOLMES,—You
really
did
it
very
well.
You
took
me
in
completely.
Until
after
the
alarm
of
fire,
I
had
not
a
suspicion.
But
then,
when
I
found
how
I
had
betrayed
myself,
I
began
to
think.
I
had
been
warned
against
you
months
ago.
I
had
been
told
that,
if
the
King
employed
an
agent,
it
would
certainly
be
you.
And
your
address
had
been
given
me.
Yet,
with
all
this,
you
made
me
reveal
what
you
wanted
to
know.
Even
after
I
became
suspicious,
I
found
it
hard
to
think
evil
of
such
a
dear,
kind
old
clergyman.
But,
you
know,
I
have
been
trained
as
an
actress
myself.
Male
costume
is
nothing
new
to
me.
I
often
take
advantage
of
the
freedom
which
it
gives.
I
sent
John,
the
coachman,
to
watch
you,
ran
upstairs,
got
into
my
walking
clothes,
as
I
call
them,
and
came
down
just
as
you
departed.
“Well,
I
followed
you
to
your
door,
and
so
made
sure
that
I
was
really
an
object
of
interest
to
the
celebrated
Mr.
Sherlock
Holmes.
Then
I,
rather
imprudently,
wished
you
good-night,
and
started
for
the
Temple
to
see
my
husband.
“We
both
thought
the
best
resource
was
flight,
when
pursued
by
so
formidable
an
antagonist;
so
you
will
find
the
nest
empty
when
you
call
to-morrow.
As
to
the
photograph,
your
client
may
rest
in
peace.
I
love
and
am
loved
by
a
better
man
than
he.
The
King
may
do
what
he
will
without
hindrance
from
one
whom
he
has
cruelly
wronged.
I
keep
it
only
to
safeguard
myself,
and
to
preserve
a
weapon
which
will
always
secure
me
from
any
steps
which
he
might
take
in
the
future.
I
leave
a
photograph
which
he
might
care
to
possess;
and
I
remain,
dear
Mr.
Sherlock
Holmes,"
“Very
truly
yours,
IRENE
NORTON,
née
ADLER.”
“What
a
woman—oh,
what
a
woman!”
cried
the
King
of
Bohemia,
when
we
had
all
three
read
this
epistle.
“Did
I
not
tell
you
how
quick
and
resolute
she
was?
Would
she
not
have
made
an
admirable
queen?
Is
it
not
a
pity
that
she
was
not
on
my
level?”
“From
what
I
have
seen
of
the
lady,
she
seems,
indeed,
to
be
on
a
very
different
level
to
your
Majesty,”
said
Holmes
coldly.
“I
am
sorry
that
I
have
not
been
able
to
bring
your
Majesty’s
business
to
a
more
successful
conclusion.”
“On
the
contrary,
my
dear
sir,”
cried
the
King;
“nothing
could
be
more
successful.
I
know
that
her
word
is
inviolate.
The
photograph
is
now
as
safe
as
if
it
were
in
the
fire.”
“I
am
glad
to
hear
your
Majesty
say
so.”
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