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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Five Orange Pips
Capítulo 5, Página 6
“‘They
may
do
what
they
like,
but
I’ll
checkmate
them
still,’
said
he
with
an
oath.
‘Tell
Mary
that
I
shall
want
a
fire
in
my
room
to-day,
and
send
down
to
Fordham,
the
Horsham
lawyer.’”
“I
did
as
he
ordered,
and
when
the
lawyer
arrived
I
was
asked
to
step
up
to
the
room.
The
fire
was
burning
brightly,
and
in
the
grate
there
was
a
mass
of
black,
fluffy
ashes,
as
of
burned
paper,
while
the
brass
box
stood
open
and
empty
beside
it.
As
I
glanced
at
the
box
I
noticed,
with
a
start,
that
upon
the
lid
was
printed
the
treble
K
which
I
had
read
in
the
morning
upon
the
envelope.”
“‘I
wish
you,
John,’
said
my
uncle,
‘to
witness
my
will.
I
leave
my
estate,
with
all
its
advantages
and
all
its
disadvantages,
to
my
brother,
your
father,
whence
it
will,
no
doubt,
descend
to
you.
If
you
can
enjoy
it
in
peace,
well
and
good!
If
you
find
you
cannot,
take
my
advice,
my
boy,
and
leave
it
to
your
deadliest
enemy.
I
am
sorry
to
give
you
such
a
two-edged
thing,
but
I
can’t
say
what
turn
things
are
going
to
take.
Kindly
sign
the
paper
where
Mr.
Fordham
shows
you.’”
“I
signed
the
paper
as
directed,
and
the
lawyer
took
it
away
with
him.
The
singular
incident
made,
as
you
may
think,
the
deepest
impression
upon
me,
and
I
pondered
over
it
and
turned
it
every
way
in
my
mind
without
being
able
to
make
anything
of
it.
Yet
I
could
not
shake
off
the
vague
feeling
of
dread
which
it
left
behind,
though
the
sensation
grew
less
keen
as
the
weeks
passed
and
nothing
happened
to
disturb
the
usual
routine
of
our
lives.
I
could
see
a
change
in
my
uncle,
however.
He
drank
more
than
ever,
and
he
was
less
inclined
for
any
sort
of
society.
Most
of
his
time
he
would
spend
in
his
room,
with
the
door
locked
upon
the
inside,
but
sometimes
he
would
emerge
in
a
sort
of
drunken
frenzy
and
would
burst
out
of
the
house
and
tear
about
the
garden
with
a
revolver
in
his
hand,
screaming
out
that
he
was
afraid
of
no
man,
and
that
he
was
not
to
be
cooped
up,
like
a
sheep
in
a
pen,
by
man
or
devil.
When
these
hot
fits
were
over,
however,
he
would
rush
tumultuously
in
at
the
door
and
lock
and
bar
it
behind
him,
like
a
man
who
can
brazen
it
out
no
longer
against
the
terror
which
lies
at
the
roots
of
his
soul.
At
such
times
I
have
seen
his
face,
even
on
a
cold
day,
glisten
with
moisture,
as
though
it
were
new
raised
from
a
basin.”
“Well,
to
come
to
an
end
of
the
matter,
Mr.
Holmes,
and
not
to
abuse
your
patience,
there
came
a
night
when
he
made
one
of
those
drunken
sallies
from
which
he
never
came
back.
We
found
him,
when
we
went
to
search
for
him,
face
downward
in
a
little
green-scummed
pool,
which
lay
at
the
foot
of
the
garden.
There
was
no
sign
of
any
violence,
and
the
water
was
but
two
feet
deep,
so
that
the
jury,
having
regard
to
his
known
eccentricity,
brought
in
a
verdict
of
‘suicide.’
But
I,
who
knew
how
he
winced
from
the
very
thought
of
death,
had
much
ado
to
persuade
myself
that
he
had
gone
out
of
his
way
to
meet
it.
The
matter
passed,
however,
and
my
father
entered
into
possession
of
the
estate,
and
of
some
£
14,,
which
lay
to
his
credit
at
the
bank.”
“One
moment,”
Holmes
interposed,
“your
statement
is,
I
foresee,
one
of
the
most
remarkable
to
which
I
have
ever
listened.
Let
me
have
the
date
of
the
reception
by
your
uncle
of
the
letter,
and
the
date
of
his
supposed
suicide.”
“The
letter
arrived
on
March
10,
1883.
His
death
was
seven
weeks
later,
upon
the
night
of
May
2nd.”
“Thank
you.
Pray
proceed.”
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