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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Copper Beeches
Capítulo 12, Página 2
“Pshaw,
my
dear
fellow,
what
do
the
public,
the
great
unobservant
public,
who
could
hardly
tell
a
weaver
by
his
tooth
or
a
compositor
by
his
left
thumb,
care
about
the
finer
shades
of
analysis
and
deduction!
But,
indeed,
if
you
are
trivial,
I
cannot
blame
you,
for
the
days
of
the
great
cases
are
past.
Man,
or
at
least
criminal
man,
has
lost
all
enterprise
and
originality.
As
to
my
own
little
practice,
it
seems
to
be
degenerating
into
an
agency
for
recovering
lost
lead
pencils
and
giving
advice
to
young
ladies
from
boarding-schools.
I
think
that
I
have
touched
bottom
at
last,
however.
This
note
I
had
this
morning
marks
my
zero-point,
I
fancy.
Read
it!”
He
tossed
a
crumpled
letter
across
to
me.
It
was
dated
from
Montague
Place
upon
the
preceding
evening,
and
ran
thus:
“DEAR
MR.
HOLMES,—I
am
very
anxious
to
consult
you
as
to
whether
I
should
or
should
not
accept
a
situation
which
has
been
offered
to
me
as
governess.
I
shall
call
at
half-past
ten
to-morrow
if
I
do
not
inconvenience
you.
Yours
faithfully,”
“VIOLET
HUNTER.”
“Do
you
know
the
young
lady?”
I
asked.
“Not
I.”
“It
is
half-past
ten
now.”
“Yes,
and
I
have
no
doubt
that
is
her
ring.”
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