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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Beryl Coronet
Capítulo 11, Página 10
“‘You
have
called
me
names
enough,’
said
he,
‘I
will
not
stand
it
any
longer.
I
shall
not
say
another
word
about
this
business,
since
you
have
chosen
to
insult
me.
I
will
leave
your
house
in
the
morning
and
make
my
own
way
in
the
world.’”
“‘You
shall
leave
it
in
the
hands
of
the
police!’
I
cried
half-mad
with
grief
and
rage.
‘I
shall
have
this
matter
probed
to
the
bottom.’”
“‘You
shall
learn
nothing
from
me,’
said
he
with
a
passion
such
as
I
should
not
have
thought
was
in
his
nature.
‘If
you
choose
to
call
the
police,
let
the
police
find
what
they
can.’”
“By
this
time
the
whole
house
was
astir,
for
I
had
raised
my
voice
in
my
anger.
Mary
was
the
first
to
rush
into
my
room,
and,
at
the
sight
of
the
coronet
and
of
Arthur’s
face,
she
read
the
whole
story
and,
with
a
scream,
fell
down
senseless
on
the
ground.
I
sent
the
housemaid
for
the
police
and
put
the
investigation
into
their
hands
at
once.
When
the
inspector
and
a
constable
entered
the
house,
Arthur,
who
had
stood
sullenly
with
his
arms
folded,
asked
me
whether
it
was
my
intention
to
charge
him
with
theft.
I
answered
that
it
had
ceased
to
be
a
private
matter,
but
had
become
a
public
one,
since
the
ruined
coronet
was
national
property.
I
was
determined
that
the
law
should
have
its
way
in
everything.”
“‘At
least,’
said
he,
‘you
will
not
have
me
arrested
at
once.
It
would
be
to
your
advantage
as
well
as
mine
if
I
might
leave
the
house
for
five
minutes.’”
“‘That
you
may
get
away,
or
perhaps
that
you
may
conceal
what
you
have
stolen,’
said
I.
And
then,
realising
the
dreadful
position
in
which
I
was
placed,
I
implored
him
to
remember
that
not
only
my
honour
but
that
of
one
who
was
far
greater
than
I
was
at
stake;
and
that
he
threatened
to
raise
a
scandal
which
would
convulse
the
nation.
He
might
avert
it
all
if
he
would
but
tell
me
what
he
had
done
with
the
three
missing
stones.”
“‘You
may
as
well
face
the
matter,’
said
I;
‘you
have
been
caught
in
the
act,
and
no
confession
could
make
your
guilt
more
heinous.
If
you
but
make
such
reparation
as
is
in
your
power,
by
telling
us
where
the
beryls
are,
all
shall
be
forgiven
and
forgotten.’”
“‘Keep
your
forgiveness
for
those
who
ask
for
it,’
he
answered,
turning
away
from
me
with
a
sneer.
I
saw
that
he
was
too
hardened
for
any
words
of
mine
to
influence
him.
There
was
but
one
way
for
it.
I
called
in
the
inspector
and
gave
him
into
custody.
A
search
was
made
at
once
not
only
of
his
person
but
of
his
room
and
of
every
portion
of
the
house
where
he
could
possibly
have
concealed
the
gems;
but
no
trace
of
them
could
be
found,
nor
would
the
wretched
boy
open
his
mouth
for
all
our
persuasions
and
our
threats.
This
morning
he
was
removed
to
a
cell,
and
I,
after
going
through
all
the
police
formalities,
have
hurried
round
to
you
to
implore
you
to
use
your
skill
in
unravelling
the
matter.
The
police
have
openly
confessed
that
they
can
at
present
make
nothing
of
it.
You
may
go
to
any
expense
which
you
think
necessary.
I
have
already
offered
a
reward
of
£
1000.
My
God,
what
shall
I
do!
I
have
lost
my
honour,
my
gems,
and
my
son
in
one
night.
Oh,
what
shall
I
do!”
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