Chapter XV.A RetrospectionIt was the end of November and Holmes and I sat, upon a raw and foggy night, on either side of a blazing fire in our sitting...
The Empty HouseThe Adventure of the Empty HouseArthur Conan DoyleIt was in the spring of the year 1894 that all London was interested, and the fashion...
Charles Augustus MilvertonArthur Conan DoyleIt is years since the incidents of which I speak took place, and yet it is with diffidence that I allude t...
The Six NapoleonsArthur Conan DoyleIt was no very unusual thing for Mr. Lestrade, of Scotland Yard, to look in upon us of an evening, and his visits w...
The Abbey GrangeArthur Conan DoyleIt was on a bitterly cold and frosty morning during the winter of '97 that I was awakened by a tugging at my sho...
The Missing Three-QuarterArthur Conan DoyleWe were fairly accustomed to receive weird telegrams at Baker Street, but I have a particular recollection ...
The Golden Pince-NezArthur Conan DoyleWhen I look at the three massive manuscript volumes which contain our work for the year 1894 I confess that it i...
The Three StudentsArthur Conan DoyleIt was in the year '95 that a combination of events, into which I need not enter, caused Mr. Sherlock Holmes a...
Black PeterArthur Conan DoyleI have never known my friend to be in better form, both mental and physical, than in the year '95. His increasing fam...
The Priory SchoolArthur Conan DoyleWe have had some dramatic entrances and exits upon our small stage at Baker Street, but I cannot recollect anything...