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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Red-Headed League
Capítulo 2, Página 17
“That
will
do,
Mr.
Wilson.
I
shall
be
happy
to
give
you
an
opinion
upon
the
subject
in
the
course
of
a
day
or
two.
To-day
is
Saturday,
and
I
hope
that
by
Monday
we
may
come
to
a
conclusion.”
“Well,
Watson,”
said
Holmes
when
our
visitor
had
left
us,
“what
do
you
make
of
it
all?”
“I
make
nothing
of
it,”
I
answered
frankly.
“It
is
a
most
mysterious
business.”
“As
a
rule,”
said
Holmes,
“the
more
bizarre
a
thing
is
the
less
mysterious
it
proves
to
be.
It
is
your
commonplace,
featureless
crimes
which
are
really
puzzling,
just
as
a
commonplace
face
is
the
most
difficult
to
identify.
But
I
must
be
prompt
over
this
matter.”
“What
are
you
going
to
do,
then?”
I
asked.
“To
smoke,”
he
answered.
“It
is
quite
a
three
pipe
problem,
and
I
beg
that
you
won’t
speak
to
me
for
fifty
minutes.”
He
curled
himself
up
in
his
chair,
with
his
thin
knees
drawn
up
to
his
hawk-like
nose,
and
there
he
sat
with
his
eyes
closed
and
his
black
clay
pipe
thrusting
out
like
the
bill
of
some
strange
bird.
I
had
come
to
the
conclusion
that
he
had
dropped
asleep,
and
indeed
was
nodding
myself,
when
he
suddenly
sprang
out
of
his
chair
with
the
gesture
of
a
man
who
has
made
up
his
mind
and
put
his
pipe
down
upon
the
mantelpiece.
“Sarasate
plays
at
the
St.
James’s
Hall
this
afternoon,”
he
remarked.
“What
do
you
think,
Watson?
Could
your
patients
spare
you
for
a
few
hours?”
“I
have
nothing
to
do
to-day.
My
practice
is
never
very
absorbing.”
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