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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Red-Headed League
Capítulo 2, Página 1
I
had
called
upon
my
friend,
Mr.
Sherlock
Holmes,
one
day
in
the
autumn
of
last
year
and
found
him
in
deep
conversation
with
a
very
stout,
florid-faced,
elderly
gentleman
with
fiery
red
hair.
With
an
apology
for
my
intrusion,
I
was
about
to
withdraw
when
Holmes
pulled
me
abruptly
into
the
room
and
closed
the
door
behind
me.
“You
could
not
possibly
have
come
at
a
better
time,
my
dear
Watson,”
he
said
cordially.
“I
was
afraid
that
you
were
engaged.”
“So
I
am.
Very
much
so.”
“Then
I
can
wait
in
the
next
room.”
“Not
at
all.
This
gentleman,
Mr.
Wilson,
has
been
my
partner
and
helper
in
many
of
my
most
successful
cases,
and
I
have
no
doubt
that
he
will
be
of
the
utmost
use
to
me
in
yours
also.”
The
stout
gentleman
half
rose
from
his
chair
and
gave
a
bob
of
greeting,
with
a
quick
little
questioning
glance
from
his
small
fat-encircled
eyes.
“Try
the
settee,”
said
Holmes,
relapsing
into
his
armchair
and
putting
his
fingertips
together,
as
was
his
custom
when
in
judicial
moods.
“I
know,
my
dear
Watson,
that
you
share
my
love
of
all
that
is
bizarre
and
outside
the
conventions
and
humdrum
routine
of
everyday
life.
You
have
shown
your
relish
for
it
by
the
enthusiasm
which
has
prompted
you
to
chronicle,
and,
if
you
will
excuse
my
saying
so,
somewhat
to
embellish
so
many
of
my
own
little
adventures.”
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