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Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes
The Man with the Twisted Lip
Capítulo 6, Página 22
In
town
the
earliest
risers
were
just
beginning
to
look
sleepily
from
their
windows
as
we
drove
through
the
streets
of
the
Surrey
side.
Passing
down
the
Waterloo
Bridge
Road
we
crossed
over
the
river,
and
dashing
up
Wellington
Street
wheeled
sharply
to
the
right
and
found
ourselves
in
Bow
Street.
Sherlock
Holmes
was
well
known
to
the
force,
and
the
two
constables
at
the
door
saluted
him.
One
of
them
held
the
horse’s
head
while
the
other
led
us
in.
“Who
is
on
duty?”
asked
Holmes.
“Inspector
Bradstreet,
sir.”
“Ah,
Bradstreet,
how
are
you?”
A
tall,
stout
official
had
come
down
the
stone-flagged
passage,
in
a
peaked
cap
and
frogged
jacket.
“I
wish
to
have
a
quiet
word
with
you,
Bradstreet.”
“Certainly,
Mr.
Holmes.
Step
into
my
room
here.”
It
was
a
small,
office-like
room,
with
a
huge
ledger
upon
the
table,
and
a
telephone
projecting
from
the
wall.
The
inspector
sat
down
at
his
desk.
“What
can
I
do
for
you,
Mr.
Holmes?”
“I
called
about
that
beggarman,
Boone—the
one
who
was
charged
with
being
concerned
in
the
disappearance
of
Mr.
Neville
St.
Clair,
of
Lee.”
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