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The Adventure of the Speckled Band
The Adventure of the Speckled Band
The Adventure of the Speckled Band
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"The Adventure of the Speckled Band" by Arthur Conan Doyle follows Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson as they investigate the mysterious death of a woman in a locked room. Her sister, fearing for her life, seeks Holmes' help. The clues point to a chilling family secret and a strange sound in the night, leading Holmes to uncover a sinister plot hidden in plain sight.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherSAMPI Books
Release dateSep 27, 2024
ISBN9786561333405
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle was born in Edinburgh, Scotland, in 1859. Before starting his writing career, Doyle attended medical school, where he met the professor who would later inspire his most famous creation, Sherlock Holmes. A Study in Scarlet was Doyle's first novel; he would go on to write more than sixty stories featuring Sherlock Holmes. He died in England in 1930.

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    The Adventure of the Speckled Band - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

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    The Adventure of the Speckled Band by Arthur Conan Doyle follows Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson as they investigate the mysterious death of a woman in a locked room. Her sister, fearing for her life, seeks Holmes' help. The clues point to a chilling family secret and a strange sound in the night, leading Holmes to uncover a sinister plot hidden in plain sight.

    Keywords

    Mystery, intrigue, investigation.

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    The Adventure of the Speckled Band

    On glancing over my notes of the seventy odd cases in which I have during the last eight years studied the methods of my friend Sherlock Holmes, I find many tragic, some comic, a large number merely strange, but none commonplace; for, working as he did rather for the love of his art than for the acquirement of wealth, he refused to associate himself with any investigation which did not tend towards the unusual, and even the fantastic. Of all these varied cases, however, I cannot recall any which presented more singular features than that which was associated with the well-known Surrey family of the Roylotts of Stoke Moran. The events in question occurred in the early days of my association with Holmes, when we were sharing rooms as bachelors in Baker Street. It is possible that I might have placed them upon record before, but a promise of secrecy was made at the time, from which I have only been freed during the last month by the untimely death of the lady to whom the pledge was given. It is perhaps as well that the facts should now come to light, for I have reasons to know that there are widespread rumors as to the death of Dr. Grimesby Roylott which tend to make the matter even more terrible than the truth.

    It was early in April in the year ’83 that I woke one morning to find Sherlock Holmes standing, fully dressed, by the side of my bed. He was a late riser, as a rule, and as the clock on the mantelpiece showed me that it was only a quarter-past seven, I blinked up at him in some surprise, and perhaps just a little resentment, for I was myself regular in my habits.

    Very sorry to knock you up, Watson, said he, "but it’s the common lot this morning. Mrs. Hudson has been knocked up, she retorted upon me, and I

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