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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Copper Beeches
Capítulo 12, Página 25
“My
God!”
he
cried.
“Someone
has
loosed
the
dog.
It’s
not
been
fed
for
two
days.
Quick,
quick,
or
it’ll
be
too
late!”
Holmes
and
I
rushed
out
and
round
the
angle
of
the
house,
with
Toller
hurrying
behind
us.
There
was
the
huge
famished
brute,
its
black
muzzle
buried
in
Rucastle’s
throat,
while
he
writhed
and
screamed
upon
the
ground.
Running
up,
I
blew
its
brains
out,
and
it
fell
over
with
its
keen
white
teeth
still
meeting
in
the
great
creases
of
his
neck.
With
much
labour
we
separated
them
and
carried
him,
living
but
horribly
mangled,
into
the
house.
We
laid
him
upon
the
drawing-room
sofa,
and
having
dispatched
the
sobered
Toller
to
bear
the
news
to
his
wife,
I
did
what
I
could
to
relieve
his
pain.
We
were
all
assembled
round
him
when
the
door
opened,
and
a
tall,
gaunt
woman
entered
the
room.
“Mrs.
Toller!”
cried
Miss
Hunter.
“Yes,
miss.
Mr.
Rucastle
let
me
out
when
he
came
back
before
he
went
up
to
you.
Ah,
miss,
it
is
a
pity
you
didn’t
let
me
know
what
you
were
planning,
for
I
would
have
told
you
that
your
pains
were
wasted.”
“Ha!”
said
Holmes,
looking
keenly
at
her.
“It
is
clear
that
Mrs.
Toller
knows
more
about
this
matter
than
anyone
else.”
“Yes,
sir,
I
do,
and
I
am
ready
enough
to
tell
what
I
know.”
“Then,
pray,
sit
down,
and
let
us
hear
it
for
there
are
several
points
on
which
I
must
confess
that
I
am
still
in
the
dark.”
“I
will
soon
make
it
clear
to
you,”
said
she;
“and
I’d
have
done
so
before
now
if
I
could
ha’
got
out
from
the
cellar.
If
there’s
police-court
business
over
this,
you’ll
remember
that
I
was
the
one
that
stood
your
friend,
and
that
I
was
Miss
Alice’s
friend
too.”
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