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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Copper Beeches
Capítulo 12, Página 18
“This
aroused
my
curiosity,
so
when
I
went
out
for
a
walk
in
the
grounds
with
my
charge,
I
strolled
round
to
the
side
from
which
I
could
see
the
windows
of
this
part
of
the
house.
There
were
four
of
them
in
a
row,
three
of
which
were
simply
dirty,
while
the
fourth
was
shuttered
up.
They
were
evidently
all
deserted.
As
I
strolled
up
and
down,
glancing
at
them
occasionally,
Mr.
Rucastle
came
out
to
me,
looking
as
merry
and
jovial
as
ever.”
“‘Ah!’
said
he,
‘you
must
not
think
me
rude
if
I
passed
you
without
a
word,
my
dear
young
lady.
I
was
preoccupied
with
business
matters.’”
“I
assured
him
that
I
was
not
offended.
‘By
the
way,’
said
I,
‘you
seem
to
have
quite
a
suite
of
spare
rooms
up
there,
and
one
of
them
has
the
shutters
up.’”
“He
looked
surprised
and,
as
it
seemed
to
me,
a
little
startled
at
my
remark.”
“‘Photography
is
one
of
my
hobbies,’
said
he.
‘I
have
made
my
dark
room
up
there.
But,
dear
me!
what
an
observant
young
lady
we
have
come
upon.
Who
would
have
believed
it?
Who
would
have
ever
believed
it?’
He
spoke
in
a
jesting
tone,
but
there
was
no
jest
in
his
eyes
as
he
looked
at
me.
I
read
suspicion
there
and
annoyance,
but
no
jest.”
“Well,
Mr.
Holmes,
from
the
moment
that
I
understood
that
there
was
something
about
that
suite
of
rooms
which
I
was
not
to
know,
I
was
all
on
fire
to
go
over
them.
It
was
not
mere
curiosity,
though
I
have
my
share
of
that.
It
was
more
a
feeling
of
duty—a
feeling
that
some
good
might
come
from
my
penetrating
to
this
place.
They
talk
of
woman’s
instinct;
perhaps
it
was
woman’s
instinct
which
gave
me
that
feeling.
At
any
rate,
it
was
there,
and
I
was
keenly
on
the
lookout
for
any
chance
to
pass
the
forbidden
door.”
“It
was
only
yesterday
that
the
chance
came.
I
may
tell
you
that,
besides
Mr.
Rucastle,
both
Toller
and
his
wife
find
something
to
do
in
these
deserted
rooms,
and
I
once
saw
him
carrying
a
large
black
linen
bag
with
him
through
the
door.
Recently
he
has
been
drinking
hard,
and
yesterday
evening
he
was
very
drunk;
and
when
I
came
upstairs
there
was
the
key
in
the
door.
I
have
no
doubt
at
all
that
he
had
left
it
there.
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Rucastle
were
both
downstairs,
and
the
child
was
with
them,
so
that
I
had
an
admirable
opportunity.
I
turned
the
key
gently
in
the
lock,
opened
the
door,
and
slipped
through.”
“There
was
a
little
passage
in
front
of
me,
unpapered
and
uncarpeted,
which
turned
at
a
right
angle
at
the
farther
end.
Round
this
corner
were
three
doors
in
a
line,
the
first
and
third
of
which
were
open.
They
each
led
into
an
empty
room,
dusty
and
cheerless,
with
two
windows
in
the
one
and
one
in
the
other,
so
thick
with
dirt
that
the
evening
light
glimmered
dimly
through
them.
The
centre
door
was
closed,
and
across
the
outside
of
it
had
been
fastened
one
of
the
broad
bars
of
an
iron
bed,
padlocked
at
one
end
to
a
ring
in
the
wall,
and
fastened
at
the
other
with
stout
cord.
The
door
itself
was
locked
as
well,
and
the
key
was
not
there.
This
barricaded
door
corresponded
clearly
with
the
shuttered
window
outside,
and
yet
I
could
see
by
the
glimmer
from
beneath
it
that
the
room
was
not
in
darkness.
Evidently
there
was
a
skylight
which
let
in
light
from
above.
As
I
stood
in
the
passage
gazing
at
the
sinister
door
and
wondering
what
secret
it
might
veil,
I
suddenly
heard
the
sound
of
steps
within
the
room
and
saw
a
shadow
pass
backward
and
forward
against
the
little
slit
of
dim
light
which
shone
out
from
under
the
door.
A
mad,
unreasoning
terror
rose
up
in
me
at
the
sight,
Mr.
Holmes.
My
overstrung
nerves
failed
me
suddenly,
and
I
turned
and
ran—ran
as
though
some
dreadful
hand
were
behind
me
clutching
at
the
skirt
of
my
dress.
I
rushed
down
the
passage,
through
the
door,
and
straight
into
the
arms
of
Mr.
Rucastle,
who
was
waiting
outside.”
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