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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Copper Beeches
Capítulo 12, Página 5
“‘Oh,
tut,
tut!
sweating—rank
sweating!’
he
cried,
throwing
his
fat
hands
out
into
the
air
like
a
man
who
is
in
a
boiling
passion.
‘How
could
anyone
offer
so
pitiful
a
sum
to
a
lady
with
such
attractions
and
accomplishments?’”
“‘My
accomplishments,
sir,
may
be
less
than
you
imagine,’
said
I.
‘A
little
French,
a
little
German,
music,
and
drawing—’”
“‘Tut,
tut!’
he
cried.
‘This
is
all
quite
beside
the
question.
The
point
is,
have
you
or
have
you
not
the
bearing
and
deportment
of
a
lady?
There
it
is
in
a
nutshell.
If
you
have
not,
you
are
not
fitted
for
the
rearing
of
a
child
who
may
some
day
play
a
considerable
part
in
the
history
of
the
country.
But
if
you
have,
why,
then,
how
could
any
gentleman
ask
you
to
condescend
to
accept
anything
under
the
three
figures?
Your
salary
with
me,
madam,
would
commence
at
£
100
a
year.’”
“You
may
imagine,
Mr.
Holmes,
that
to
me,
destitute
as
I
was,
such
an
offer
seemed
almost
too
good
to
be
true.
The
gentleman,
however,
seeing
perhaps
the
look
of
incredulity
upon
my
face,
opened
a
pocket-book
and
took
out
a
note.”
“‘It
is
also
my
custom,’
said
he,
smiling
in
the
most
pleasant
fashion
until
his
eyes
were
just
two
little
shining
slits
amid
the
white
creases
of
his
face,
‘to
advance
to
my
young
ladies
half
their
salary
beforehand,
so
that
they
may
meet
any
little
expenses
of
their
journey
and
their
wardrobe.’”
“It
seemed
to
me
that
I
had
never
met
so
fascinating
and
so
thoughtful
a
man.
As
I
was
already
in
debt
to
my
tradesmen,
the
advance
was
a
great
convenience,
and
yet
there
was
something
unnatural
about
the
whole
transaction
which
made
me
wish
to
know
a
little
more
before
I
quite
committed
myself.”
“‘May
I
ask
where
you
live,
sir?’
said
I.”
“‘Hampshire.
Charming
rural
place.
The
Copper
Beeches,
five
miles
on
the
far
side
of
Winchester.
It
is
the
most
lovely
country,
my
dear
young
lady,
and
the
dearest
old
country-house.’”
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