SHERLOCK HOLMES AND THE CASE OF THE FOUR FRIENDS
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is this I'm going to tell one of the strangest adventures of concerning my friend Sherlock Holmes, and if the recount before is because my memory is not what it was. Indeed, rarely have I seen my friend so losing a case, if we omit the incident with Irene Adler. Much has happened in London since that day, and if I remembered seeing today is an art gallery near Trafalgar Square portrait of Elizabeth Cassel, a woman of remarkable beauty of that which the French had described as Volupté , and I miss the least that would have ended as a muse for me unknown painter.
was the summer of 1888 and proposed to Holmes going to spend the afternoon on the Thames, because thanks to good weather had taken possession of my desire to drink a beer on the terrace of a bar and also had heard that there were in celebration of the neighborhood and were going to play some orchestras bands kiosks. Oddly, my companion, who always had a word of anything but flattering to the performers of this music were far lighter than both of his beloved Opera or Bach, acceded swiftly to my proposal.
- Watson Wonderful idea! long time no one comes to present cases and I'ma bit lazy.
- It's almost like summer weather has deprived our London friends of his usual predisposition to crime!
- However, my faithful friend, it has been proven that crime and murder are particularly common in any climate or country. Take your hat, Watson. Find my walking pipe. So
was Sherlock Holmes, a man with a gift for the deduction but with occasional difficulties to understand the sense of humor.
When we were down Butcher's Street in search of a pub which has good memories we run into an acquaintance of mine, who I had just mentioned the existence of these parties. We said hello and we had a brief conversation, courtesy, during which Holmes was silent. We called again to see a local band and said he was quoted in some pub and could not waste any time. To say goodbye to this man, however, Holmes continued the conversation by saying:
- It is logical that a man feel like taking a stroll around the neighborhood home, after spending a long journey looting graves the distant Egypt.
- Holmes, my God! I've seen him do that so many times it should not amaze me! as hell know that this man has just returned from Egypt?
- That was the easiest thing, Watson. Had you set have seen the tattoo of an Ankh, commonly called Egyptian cross, tattooed on his forearm. We saw a similar case some time ago, remember? Besides the suppuration becomes clear that is recent. I assumed that was plundering of graves as a profession is very much in vogue since I do not have any kind of restriction by the queen. Even so his shirt and clothes were so new that seemed to have bought yesterday, if not today, which implied that I had had to buy English clothes after getting rid of a person who had used to dig in the desert. This tells us that in addition to its exploration was successful. If we join his face strangely red and burnt by the sun and the snuff smoking was unknown to me, something impossible if it were a British brand, we confirmed this fact.
- But I knew it was this your old neighborhood?
- I must admit, Watson, that I risked a lot there. But every successful man when he wants to go back there where he came to know everyone, especially his close relatives. That and having the age-wrinkled hands as often happens between the fishermen's quarters.
- That's right, he told me grew up here and comes from a poor family who lives in the ill-fated Thames trout.
- I hope you feel proud to have made a fortune in spite of its conditional lineage. I wonder what brought. Maybe one of these mummies.
- At this rate if they ever decide to make a museum of Egyptian art, they will not ever be able to build in Cairo. Would have to do here
- Effectively Watson. Although it is unlikely to occur at this time, when a simple bowl that may or may not come from the Valley of the Kings-high prices that have more than one hundred pounds.
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was then began to hear the music from afar, and Holmes joked his way saying that your ears would start bleeding at any time.
was a group of five standing on a kiosk along the road. Men of a certain age playing mandolins, horns and a hand drum Irish style, with a young man who sang jigs and seemed to be successful among the public, probably in the female much as it seemed. When the song into a rhyme like a compliment pretended to dedicate it to some lady and I certainly predicted that any spouse who did not have too good a humor summer sure to explain two things with his fists at the end of the function. Men drank everywhere since it was Saturday and most had no to do anything the next day but some go to Sunday mass. Holmes then took my arm and covering even one ear to the other said,
- Let's go for that painting right now and hopefully we get there before getting back into the mandolin please.
I would say it was going to pick the site but before I get on board the said Elizabeth Cassel. Elizabeth was the younger sister of one of my companions lie studied medicine related. More than once we were at home to study and there was Elizabeth, then a girl. Debi cause much impact on her because I recognized even though the last time I saw her no more than twelve years and I was just a lad. Even so since then had developed as a woman and not look under sixteen, and had a great complex for their oversized breasts. When I greet you in the Thames labor cost me look in my mind and I feared that this woman was mistaken. But when I am called by my name, I recognized his features between brown eyes and curly blond hair, and I have fond memories came to mind. I asked for his brother Woodhrow that had not seen since before I was doing Agfanistán from, ie from time immemorial.
- went to live in Wales suffering from TB, the family of his wife. It is a sad fate for a doctor, right? but they are always the most likely to catch the end of the day. It takes some courage.
- Do not believe Miss. Is a risk that has to run but as those in any other profession.
- Do not be modest Dr. Watson.
- Please, for the old friendship which binds me to believe that his brother can call me John. By the way, I present. This thin-faced gentleman upset stomach is Sherlock Holmes, a friend and a great detective, but has no taste for this genre.
- Elizabeth Cassel, delighted. I introduce my friend Miss Mary Thompson.
and turned into a brunette, too young and pretty, she wore a dress too expensive for a holiday of a slum as was the case. I could see that in spite of her dress was a tall and strong woman, of such women should play rugby if there is a female variant.
- How is it that some are not so lovely ladies dancing with a man? I'm sure see that they were pretenders! - Asked Holmes, displaying his education.
- Maybe in a while, Mr. Holmes, if we take a little wine - reply flattered - For now we will just enjoy the music, but I think Mary is in love and the young singer. - And then the embarrassment that was Miss Mary, covering her smile with her hand, and trying to disappear behind his visor.
We left them after talking a bit but not without telling where they resided (for if he talked to his brother could give my address to write to me) and so finally I agreed to the request for Holmes to go quickly to order two cold beers at the bar, and his face was remarkable relief.
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Once seated on the terrace while the sun was down half way to the west, and even we were thinking of Miss Elizabeth. Then I said to Holmes, for some reason:
- Strange events have life Holmes. Years and years without seeing the girl and is now the meeting with three friends, but Miss Mary had but one. Then
Holmes thought for a while and said:
- As you say, Holmes?
surprised I stayed and I repeated:
- Elizabeth had three friends, but Mary just one.
- I do not understand.
- I explain
However
Holmes interrupted me saying,
- No! do not tell me. Is this a good time to use my deductive skills
- will investigate a new case? - I said incredulous
- Of course Watson. You know that the most trivial cases are much more complex to solve that major crimes, as known cases of the last hundred years, it is clear that all follow a pattern, while the former do not. Yet I bet you'll solve it before you finish the painting.
- happy but not bet bet more money than what it's worth a pint invite itself, for I am sure you would succeed.
And with that he lit his pipe, and began to think, and I dedicated myself to let my mind wander looking people walking down the street, delighting in the pleasure it gives the summer in a city that is half the fog rain days and the other half.
not how long to happen, but Sherlock looked at me and said no more:
- Miss Mary had a very nice dress, but her shoes had traces of soil from the East End. You know I am a connoisseur of soil types in London and I can distinguish a glance. If this woman came from Whitechapel then, and the tessitura of his clothing I dare to say it is a luxury prostitute, since a high society lady would walk by that area ever under any circumstances. Now this leads us to believe that she knows And Elizabeth Cassel. If she is the friend who referred to only as Mary, it seems logical that this is one of three who owns the Miss Cassel. But I saw no woman at the party to which you refer could, so I have no choice to think that you know for something she said. Since I'm sure I heard most of the conversation (and apologies if it seems intrusive, Watson) would be inclined to think that the friends referred to belong to the family policy of his ailing brother, since I do not specify anything about them, as you probably already would know these people. He speaks of his two sisters, or maybe his sister and mother, surely this last.
- Well, not how to tell Holmes, but no. I do not know Woodhrow family since she married me after losing contact with him, but who knows what will be his relationship with Elizabeth. Did not have it, but you owe me a beer.
- August pay it, Watson, having tested my wits with a dilemma of this caliber
- Yes, the truth is that it is an enormous size - I said, reminding Elizabeth.
And then we ask two more beers while Sherlock Holmes thoughtfully and pasting continued puffing on his pipe.
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The next day I got up suffering from a terrible headache, which is not to good combination with the notes that Holmes took out his violin in the next room. It seems that Satan was dancing on his vocal angry and toothache. I got up and there I found, with his hat and staring. Come on, what the typical. Even so I asked him politely:
- What happens Holmes? I see him uneasy.
- So is Watson. I said five minutes ago, right here with Miss Cassel to state his case and I have not found the key. I'm afraid dear friend I'll be a fool. Thank God you're late.
- And why not hope to solve it to call?
- hoped to do tonight, because I could not sleep, but I was wrong. Send one of my apprentices cunning of Baker Street to find her, poor thing, I've been early for anything. Even so, proves one of my theories - then rang the bell - Well, it seems that arrives here.
- Holmes, almost better than ...
- Easy, easy, Watson, let me ask my.
- opened the door and appeared, not one but two women from the previous day. Miss Elizabeth was more beautiful if it is because he did not had time to make up and Mary Thompson came dressed in a more current, did not attract much attention. Offered them a seat and we had prepared coffee Hudson's widow, as to every morning. Holmes gave a penny to Charlie, the homeless guy that had gone to seek and escorted to home.
- Whatever you want, Mr. Holmes - said while flying to his penny, so he picked up and ran to face crook.
- No, do not go, Charlie. I said, smiling. Breakfast with us and stay while Holmes solves the case that you'll laugh.
- Breakfast? Free? my favorite words in a sentence. Of course I'll stay, if you like Mr. Holmes.
Holmes looked at him with expressionless face and Charlie was prepared to receive a campion, but finally said:
- Stay, Charlie, I'll give a lesson of deduction that you can be very useful in your life. Ladies - began Holmes - I have brought here to lay before a case. Yesterday my assistant Dr. Watson told me that you had three friends and you only one - he pointed to Elizabeth and Mary respectively. That led me to inquire of her dress and Whitechapel land that was in your shoes that you were class prostitute, and that by extension, knowing that you were friends, I'm taking it that you, Elizabeth, also shared their profession . Elizabeth and Mary
opened his eyes wide, but the most excited was Charlie.
- Wow, prositutas! please some of you my mother? please, please say so!
- No, Charlie, these women can not be your mother. Do not you see that you are black? -
Holmes said - Well, Holmes that has nothing to do, because the genetic mix in medicine have dominant and recessive genes y. ..
- Well, what was. When it was obvious that prostitutes were alone in the music kiosk looking drunks in the audience who are customers easier, but Mary was passed the evening watching the boy that singer, but nobody knew what señrita is that Mary is actually a man! I am ready to prove it right here, so if you kindly give me reason and you are not very immodest kindly ask to see your penis.
Normally I would have waited for Holmes finished his thesis, but was watching the girls were a little uncomfortable, that Elizabeth had thrown the coffee in the nose and could not stop laughing, and that Mary was already thinking and reason they were in the office of a man a lunatic, I started to save for clarifying the fastest way.
- Holmes, Holmes, para. When I said that Miss Elizabeth had three friends I meant that he had his two big tits, which are the best friends of any woman, and of course, Miss Mary, combining for a total of three. Miss Mary, however, that although she's beautiful, sexy and attractive your breasts too but not as lush and disproportionate as to Miss Elizabeth, only had a friend called, referring to the latter.
Then there was silence and Charlie cheered, and after, came the girls, who blushed, and finally Holmes in a Braves hurrahs and cheers to me.
- I come here for breakfast every day from now! - Said Charlie. Then
Holmes, depressed and covering his eyes with his hat, said:
- Sorry, ladies. I failed. Watson let me give you my most sincere congratulations
- But I have not found anything! I said the phrase!
- That's not important. If you'll excuse me, I'll go out into the street to walk to take my loss. Charlie
goodbye, but not before telling you asked if I knew any black bitch would have given his son Charlie before leaving.
And they went down the street while I said goodbye to the girls, as was recently lifted.
- I have to say one thing Watson, are you a very full, but Mr. Holmes was right about one thing: if we're prostitutes. Do not tell my brother, please.
- Quiet Elizabeth, you can count on my word - but then something occurred to me, because right now that my companion had been warned that the case was not even close: there was a loose end - but I need to know one thing. - I went - I have some savings set aside by here and I need to check something out of you. I have no doubt that Miss Mary is not a man but maybe we could enter my room that there is more light and make a check thoroughly, say three or four hours. And you Elizabeth I would be thrilled if I submit to her two friends and so, together with you two, and would have four. I say, ladies? have something to do this morning?
And so ends the case of four friends. Holmes regarding her depression was short-lived, since few days after a murderer shook the city from the foundation, talked about Jack the Ripper, the terror of Whitechapel. Although Mary and Elizabeth never met with him for our relief, since he was a ruthless murderer of prostitutes and sadistic. Holmes nor ever caught, so it took two disappointments followed, but was very active when chased. But that, friends, is another story.
