The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle (love letters to the dead .txt) π
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The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes was the first collection of Sherlock Holmes short stories Conan Doyle published in book form, following the popular success of the novels A Study in Scarlet and The Sign of the Four, which introduced the characters of Dr. John Watson and the austere analytical detective Sherlock Holmes.
The collection contains twelve stories, all originally published in The Strand Magazine between July 1891 and June 1892. Narrated by the first-person voice of Dr. Watson, they involve him and Holmes solving a series of mysterious cases.
Some of the more well-known stories in this collection are βA Scandal in Bohemia,β in which Holmes comes up against a worthy opponent in the form of Irene Adler, whom Holmes forever after admiringly refers to as the woman; βThe Redheaded League,β involving a bizarre scheme offering a well-paid sinecure to redheaded men; and βThe Speckled Band,β in which Holmes and Watson save a young woman from a terrible death.
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βββI should be happy to make myself useful.β
βββQuite so. In dress now, for example. We are faddy people, you knowβ βfaddy but kindhearted. If you were asked to wear any dress which we might give you, you would not object to our little whim. Heh?β
βββNo,β said I, considerably astonished at his words.
βββOr to sit here, or sit there, that would not be offensive to you?β
βββOh, no.β
βββOr to cut your hair quite short before you come to us?β
βI could hardly believe my ears. As you may observe, Mr. Holmes, my hair is somewhat luxuriant, and of a rather peculiar tint of chestnut. It has been considered artistic. I could not dream of sacrificing it in this offhand fashion.
βββI am afraid that that is quite impossible,β said I. He had been watching me eagerly out of his small eyes, and I could see a shadow pass over his face as I spoke.
βββI am afraid that it is quite essential,β said he. βIt is a little fancy of my wifeβs, and ladiesβ fancies, you know, madam, ladiesβ fancies must be consulted. And so you wonβt cut your hair?β
βββNo, sir, I really could not,β I answered firmly.
βββAh, very well; then that quite settles the matter. It is a pity, because in other respects you would really have done very nicely. In that case, Miss Stoper, I had best inspect a few more of your young ladies.β
βThe manageress had sat all this while busy with her papers without a word to either of us, but she glanced at me now with so much annoyance upon her face that I could not help suspecting that she had lost a handsome commission through my refusal.
βββDo you desire your name to be kept upon the books?β she asked.
βββIf you please, Miss Stoper.β
βββWell, really, it seems rather useless, since you refuse the most excellent offers in this fashion,β said she sharply. βYou can hardly expect us to exert ourselves to find another such opening for you. Good day to you, Miss Hunter.β She struck a gong upon the table, and I was shown out by the page.
βWell, Mr. Holmes, when I got back to my lodgings and found little enough in the cupboard, and two or three bills upon the table, I began to ask myself whether I had not done a very foolish thing. After all, if these people had strange fads and expected obedience on the most extraordinary matters, they were at least ready to pay for their eccentricity. Very few governesses in England are getting Β£100 a year. Besides, what use was my hair to me? Many people are improved by wearing it short and perhaps I should be among the number. Next day I was inclined to think that I had made a mistake, and by the day after I was sure of it. I had almost overcome my pride so far as to go back to the agency and inquire whether the place was still open when I received this letter from the gentleman himself. I have it here and I will read it to you:
βββThe Copper Beeches, near Winchester.
βββDear Miss Hunter:β βMiss Stoper has very kindly given me your address, and I write from here to ask you whether you have reconsidered your decision. My wife is very anxious that you should come, for she has been much attracted by my description of you. We are willing to give Β£30 a quarter, or Β£120 a year, so as to recompense you for any little inconvenience which our fads may cause you. They are not very exacting, after all. My wife is fond of a particular shade of electric blue and would like you to wear such a dress indoors in the morning. You need not, however, go to the expense of purchasing one, as we have one belonging to my dear daughter Alice (now in Philadelphia), which would, I should think, fit you very well. Then, as to sitting here or there, or amusing yourself in any manner indicated, that need cause you no inconvenience. As regards your hair, it is no doubt a pity, especially as I could not help remarking its beauty during our short interview, but I am afraid that I must remain firm upon this point, and I only hope that the increased salary may recompense you for the loss. Your duties, as far as the child is concerned, are very light. Now do try to come, and I shall meet you with the dogcart at Winchester. Let me know your train.
βββYours faithfully,
βββJephro Rucastle.β
βThat is the letter which I have just received, Mr. Holmes, and my mind is made up that I will accept it. I thought, however, that before taking the final step I should like to submit the whole matter to your consideration.β
βWell, Miss Hunter, if your mind is made up, that settles the question,β said Holmes, smiling.
βBut you would not advise me to refuse?β
βI confess that it is not the situation which I should like to see a sister of mine apply for.β
βWhat is the meaning of it all, Mr. Holmes?β
βAh, I have no data. I cannot tell. Perhaps you have yourself formed some opinion?β
βWell, there seems to me to be only one possible solution. Mr. Rucastle seemed to be a very kind, good-natured man. Is it not possible that his wife is a lunatic, that he desires to keep the matter quiet for fear she should be taken to an asylum, and that he humours her fancies in every way in order to prevent an outbreak?β
βThat is a possible solutionβ βin fact, as matters stand, it is the most probable one. But in any case it does not seem to be a nice household
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