Fiction

Great short stories, Volume 1 (of 3)

THE SIGN OF THE FOUR _By Sir Arthur Conan Doyle_ I. The Science of Deduction II. The Statement of the Case III. In Quest of a Solution IV. The Story of the Bald-headed Man V. The Tragedy of Pondicherry Lodge VI. Sherlock Holmes Gives a Demonstration VII. The Episode of the Bar...

Chapters

1. VOLUME I

THE SIGN OF THE FOUR _By Sir Arthur Conan Doyle_ I. The Science of Deduction II. The Statement of the Case III. In Quest of a Solution IV. The Story of the Bald-headed Man V. Th...

2. CHAPTER I

Sherlock Holmes took his bottle from the corner of the mantelpiece and his hypodermic syringe from its neat morocco case. With his long, white, nervous fingers he adjusted the d...

3. CHAPTER II

Miss Morstan entered the room with a firm step and an outward composure of manner. She was a blond young lady, small, dainty, well gloved, and dressed in the most perfect taste....

4. CHAPTER III

"There is no great mystery in this matter," he said, taking the cup of tea which I had poured out for him. "The facts appear to admit of only one explanation."

5. CHAPTER IV

We followed the Indian down the sordid and common passage, ill-lighted and worse furnished, until he came to a door upon the right, which he threw open. A blaze of yellow light...

6. CHAPTER V

It was nearly eleven o'clock when we reached this final stage of our night's adventures. We had left the damp fog of the great city behind us, and the night was fairly fine. A w...

7. CHAPTER VI

"Now, Watson," said Holmes, rubbing his hands, "we have half an hour to ourselves. Let us make good use of it. My case is, as I have told you, almost complete; but we must not e...

8. CHAPTER VII

The police had brought a cab with them, and in this I escorted Miss Morstan back to her home. After the angelic fashion of women, she had borne trouble with a calm face as long...

9. CHAPTER VIII

"He acted according to his lights," said Holmes, lifting him down from the barrel and walking him out of the timber-yard. "If you consider how much creosote is carried about Lon...

10. CHAPTER IX

It was late in the afternoon before I awoke, strengthened and refreshed. Sherlock Holmes still sat exactly as I had left him, save that he had laid aside his violin and was deep...

11. CHAPTER X

Our meal was a merry one. Holmes could talk exceedingly well when he chose, and that night he did choose. He appeared to be in a state of nervous exaltation. I have never known...

12. CHAPTER XI

Our captive sat in the cabin opposite the iron box which he had done so much and waited so long to gain. He was a sunburned, reckless-eyed fellow, with a network of lines and wr...

13. CHAPTER XII

A very patient man was the inspector in the cab, for it was a weary time before I rejoined him. His face clouded over when I showed him the empty box.