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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Boscombe Valley Mystery
Capítulo 4, Página 24
“Holmes,”
I
said,
“you
have
drawn
a
net
round
this
man
from
which
he
cannot
escape,
and
you
have
saved
an
innocent
human
life
as
truly
as
if
you
had
cut
the
cord
which
was
hanging
him.
I
see
the
direction
in
which
all
this
points.
The
culprit
is—”
“Mr.
John
Turner,”
cried
the
hotel
waiter,
opening
the
door
of
our
sitting-room,
and
ushering
in
a
visitor.
The
man
who
entered
was
a
strange
and
impressive
figure.
His
slow,
limping
step
and
bowed
shoulders
gave
the
appearance
of
decrepitude,
and
yet
his
hard,
deep-lined,
craggy
features,
and
his
enormous
limbs
showed
that
he
was
possessed
of
unusual
strength
of
body
and
of
character.
His
tangled
beard,
grizzled
hair,
and
outstanding,
drooping
eyebrows
combined
to
give
an
air
of
dignity
and
power
to
his
appearance,
but
his
face
was
of
an
ashen
white,
while
his
lips
and
the
corners
of
his
nostrils
were
tinged
with
a
shade
of
blue.
It
was
clear
to
me
at
a
glance
that
he
was
in
the
grip
of
some
deadly
and
chronic
disease.
“Pray
sit
down
on
the
sofa,”
said
Holmes
gently.
“You
had
my
note?”
“Yes,
the
lodge-keeper
brought
it
up.
You
said
that
you
wished
to
see
me
here
to
avoid
scandal.”
“I
thought
people
would
talk
if
I
went
to
the
Hall.”
“And
why
did
you
wish
to
see
me?”
He
looked
across
at
my
companion
with
despair
in
his
weary
eyes,
as
though
his
question
was
already
answered.
“Yes,”
said
Holmes,
answering
the
look
rather
than
the
words.
“It
is
so.
I
know
all
about
McCarthy.”
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