I confess at these words a shudder passed through me. There was a thrill in the doctor’s voice which showed that he was himself deeply moved by that which he told us. Holmes leaned forward in his excitement and his eyes had the hard, dry glitter which shot from them when he was keenly […]
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“I have in my pocket a manuscript,” said Dr. James Mortimer. “I observed it as you entered the room,” said Holmes. “It is an old manuscript.” “Early eighteenth century, unless it is a forgery.” “How can you say that, sir?” “You have presented an inch or two of it to my examination all the time
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Mr. Sherlock Holmes, who was usually very late in the mornings, save upon those not infrequent occasions when he was up all night, was seated at the breakfast table. I stood upon the hearth-rug and picked up the stick which our visitor had left behind him the night before. It was a fine, thick piece
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The Valley of Fear, was written by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and was first published in 1915 in the Strand Magazine. This was the fourth and last novel about Sherlock Holmes. Part I – The Tragedy of Birlstone Chapter 1 – The Warning Chapter 2 – Sherlock Holmes Discourses Chapter 3 – The Tragedy of
A Study in Scarlet, was published in 1887 in Beeton’s Christmas Annual. This was the first novel about Sherlock Holmes. The novel was written in three weeks by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle in 1886. It introduced the detective and his associate and friend, Dr. Watson, and made famous Holmes’s address at Mrs. Hudson’s house, 221B
The Sign of Four, was written for the Lippincott’s Magazine by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle in 1890. This was the second Sherlock Holmes novel. The story collects a colorful group of people together, among them Jonathan Small who has a wooden leg and a dwarf from Tonga islands. Chapter 1 – The Science of Deduction
I should wish to place upon record here our gratitude to all our friends upon the Amazon for the very great kindness and hospitality which was shown to us upon our return journey. Very particularly would I thank Senhor Penalosa and other officials of the Brazilian Government for the special arrangements by which we were
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I write this from day to day, but I trust that before I come to the end of it, I may be able to say that the light shines, at last, through our clouds. We are held here with no clear means of making our escape, and bitterly we chafe against it. Yet, I can
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We had imagined that our pursuers, the ape-men, knew nothing of our brush-wood hiding-place, but we were soon to find out our mistake. There was no sound in the woods–not a leaf moved upon the trees, and all was peace around us–but we should have been warned by our first experience how cunningly and how
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Just as the sun was setting upon that melancholy night I saw the lonely figure of the Indian upon the vast plain beneath me, and I watched him, our one faint hope of salvation, until he disappeared in the rising mists of evening which lay, rose-tinted from the setting sun, between the far-off river and
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