He had turned his back so that none could see him but I. His form had filled out, his wrinkles were gone, the dull eyes had regained their fire, and there, sitting by the fire and grinning at my surprise, was none other than Sherlock Holmes.
El anciano se había vuelto de modo que nadie pudiera verlo más que yo. Su figura se había agrandado, sus arrugas habían desaparecido, los ojos apagados habían recuperado su fuego, y allí, sentado junto al brasero y sonriendo ante mi sorpresa, estaba ni más ni menos que Sherlock Holmes.