Doyle, Arthur Conan, 1859-1930 -- Parodies, imitations, etc.; Fantasy fiction; Holmes, Sherlock (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
“‘Not I,’ I replied. ‘As long as you play fair it will be all right.
I’m not going to keep this thing. I’m not married, and so have no use
for such a trifle; but what I do intend is simply to wait until your wife
retains me to find it, and then I’ll find it and get the reward. If you
keep perfectly still, I’ll have it found in such a fashion that you’ll
never be suspected. If, on the other hand, you say a word about
to-night’s events, I’ll hand you over to the police.’
“‘Humph!’ he said. ‘You couldn’t prove a case against me.’
“‘I can prove any case against anybody,’ I retorted. ‘If you don’t
believe it, read my book,’ I added, and I handed him a copy of my
memoirs.
“‘I’ve read it,’ he answered, ‘and I ought to have known better than to
come here. I thought you were only a literary success.’ And with a
deep-drawn sigh he took the watch and went out. Ten days later I was
retained by the Duchess, and after a pretended search of ten days more I
found the tiara, restored it to the noble lady, and received the £5000
reward. The Duke kept perfectly quiet about our little encounter, and
afterwards we became stanch friends; for he was a good fellow, and was
driven to his desperate deed only by the demands of his creditors, and
the following Christmas he sent me the watch I had given him, with the
best wishes of the season.
“So, you see, gentlemen, in a moment, by quick wit and a mental
concentration of no mean order, combined with strict observance of the
pettiest details, I ferreted out what bade fair to become a great diamond
mystery; and when I say that this cigar end proves certain things to my
mind, it does not become you to doubt the value of my conclusions.”
“Hear! hear!” cried Raleigh, growing tumultuous with enthusiasm.
“Your name? your name?” came from all parts of the wharf.
The stranger, putting his hand into the folds of his coat, drew forth a
bundle of business cards, which he tossed, as the prestidigitator tosses
playing-cards, out among the audience, and on each of them was found
printed the words:
SHERLOCK HOLMES,
DETECTIVE.
FERRETING DONE HERE.
_Plots for Sale_.
“I think he made a mistake in not taking the £200 for the watch. Such
carelessness destroys my confidence in him,” said Shylock, who was the
first to recover from the surprise of the revelation.
III
THE SEARCH-PARTY IS ORGANIZED
“WELL, Mr. Holmes,” said Sir Walter Raleigh, after three rousing cheers,
led by Hamlet, had been given with a will by the assembled spirits,
“after this demonstration in your honor I think it is hardly necessary
for me to assure you of our hearty co-operation in anything you may
venture to suggest. There is still manifest, however, some desire on the
part of the ever-wise King Solomon and my friend Confucius to know how
you deduce that Kidd has sailed for London, from the cigar end which you
hold in your hand.”
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