The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes

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I. A Scandal in Bohemia (1)
I To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she eclipses and predom…
I. A Scandal in Bohemia (2)
At three o’clock precisely I was at Baker Street, but Holmes had not yet returned. The landlady informed me that he had left the house shor…
I. A Scandal in Bohemia (3)
“It was all-important. When a woman thinks that her house is on fire, her instinct is at once to rush to the thing which she values most. I…
II. The Red-Headed League (1)
I had called upon my friend, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, one day in the autumn of last year and found him in deep conversation with a very stout,…
II. The Red-Headed League (2)
“This went on day after day, Mr. Holmes, and on Saturday the manager came in and planked down four golden sovereigns for my week’s work. It…
II. The Red-Headed League (3)
“It is our French gold,” whispered the director. “We have had several warnings that an attempt might be made upon it.” “Your French gold?”…
III. A Case of Identity (1)
“My dear fellow,” said Sherlock Holmes as we sat on either side of the fire in his lodgings at Baker Street, “life is infinitely stranger t…
III. A Case of Identity (2)
“Quite an interesting study, that maiden,” he observed. “I found her more interesting than her little problem, which, by the way, is rather…
IV. The Boscombe Valley Mystery (1)
We were seated at breakfast one morning, my wife and I, when the maid brought in a telegram. It was from Sherlock Holmes and ran in this wa…
IV. The Boscombe Valley Mystery (2)
“Oh, Mr. Sherlock Holmes!” she cried, glancing from one to the other of us, and finally, with a woman’s quick intuition, fastening upon my…
IV. The Boscombe Valley Mystery (3)
“Well, obviously it could not have been meant for the son. The son, as far as he knew, was in Bristol. It was mere chance that he was withi…
V. The Five Orange Pips (1)
When I glance over my notes and records of the Sherlock Holmes cases between the years ’82 and ’90, I am faced by so many which present str…
V. The Five Orange Pips (2)
“I did not know. It was only to-day that I spoke to Major Prendergast about my troubles and was advised by him to come to you.” “It is real…
VI. The Man with the Twisted Lip (1)
Isa Whitney, brother of the late Elias Whitney, D.D., Principal of the Theological College of St. George’s, was much addicted to opium. The…
VI. The Man with the Twisted Lip (2)
“So much for the Lascar manager. Now for the sinister cripple who lives upon the second floor of the opium den, and who was certainly the l…
VI. The Man with the Twisted Lip (3)
“Very good. Come this way, if you please.” He led us down a passage, opened a barred door, passed down a winding stair, and brought us to a…
VII. The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle (1)
I had called upon my friend Sherlock Holmes upon the second morning after Christmas, with the intention of wishing him the compliments of t…
VII. The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle (2)
He was a large man with rounded shoulders, a massive head, and a broad, intelligent face, sloping down to a pointed beard of grizzled brown…
VII. The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle (3)
“‘Thank you, Maggie,’ says I; ‘but if it is all the same to you, I’d rather have that one I was handling just now.’ “‘The other is a good t…
VIII. The Adventure of the Speckled Band (1)
On glancing over my notes of the seventy odd cases in which I have during the last eight years studied the methods of my friend Sherlock Ho…
VIII. The Adventure of the Speckled Band (2)
For answer Holmes pushed back the frill of black lace which fringed the hand that lay upon our visitor’s knee. Five little livid spots, the…
VIII. The Adventure of the Speckled Band (3)
Sherlock Holmes and I had no difficulty in engaging a bedroom and sitting-room at the Crown Inn. They were on the upper floor, and from our…
IX. The Adventure of the Engineer’s Thumb (1)
Of all the problems which have been submitted to my friend, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, for solution during the years of our intimacy, there were…
IX. The Adventure of the Engineer’s Thumb (2)
“Away we went then, and we drove for at least an hour. Colonel Lysander Stark had said that it was only seven miles, but I should think, fr…
IX. The Adventure of the Engineer’s Thumb (3)
“I am for west,” remarked the plain-clothes man. “There are several quiet little villages up there.” “And I am for north,” said I, “because…
X. The Adventure of the Noble Bachelor (1)
The Lord St. Simon marriage, and its curious termination, have long ceased to be a subject of interest in those exalted circles in which th…
X. The Adventure of the Noble Bachelor (2)
“Quite so. And she was afterwards seen walking into Hyde Park in company with Flora Millar, a woman who is now in custody, and who had alre…
X. The Adventure of the Noble Bachelor (3)
“Oh, certainly, if it would give you any pleasure.” He put out his hand and coldly grasped that which she extended to him. “I had hoped,” s…
XI. The Adventure of the Beryl Coronet (1)
“Holmes,” said I as I stood one morning in our bow-window looking down the street, “here is a madman coming along. It seems rather sad that…
XI. The Adventure of the Beryl Coronet (2)
“‘That you may get away, or perhaps that you may conceal what you have stolen,’ said I. And then, realising the dreadful position in which…
XI. The Adventure of the Beryl Coronet (3)
“You have it!” he gasped. “I am saved! I am saved!” The reaction of joy was as passionate as his grief had been, and he hugged his recovere…
XII. The Adventure of the Copper Beeches (1)
“To the man who loves art for its own sake,” remarked Sherlock Holmes, tossing aside the advertisement sheet of The Daily Telegraph, “it is…
XII. The Adventure of the Copper Beeches (2)
By eleven o’clock the next day we were well upon our way to the old English capital. Holmes had been buried in the morning papers all the w…
XII. The Adventure of the Copper Beeches (3)
“There was a little passage in front of me, unpapered and uncarpeted, which turned at a right angle at the farther end. Round this corner w…