Sherlock Holmes Public Library

What on earth does this mean?

The League has a vacancy

He congratulated me warmly

The door was shut and locked

He curled himself up in his chair

The door was instantly opened

All afternoon he sat in the stalls

Merryweather stopped to light a lantern

It's no use, John Clay

At the Gasfitters' Ball

There was no one there

She laid a little bundle upon the table

I found Sherlock Holmes half asleep

Glancing around him like a rat in a trap

He took two swift steps with the whip

They found the body

I held him in my arms

Lestrade shrugged his shoulders

I tried to interest myself in the yellow-backed novel

The maid showed us the boots

For a long time he remained there

He had stood behind that tree

"Mr. John Turner," said the waiter

"Farewell, then," said the old man

We found him face downward in a little green scummed pool

What does this mean?

Shook out five little dried orange pips

His eyes bent upon the glow of the fire

"Holmes," I cried. "You are too late"

"Holmes!" I whispered

He flicked the horse with his whip

At the foot of the stairs she met this Lascar scoundrel

Stuffs all the coins into the pockets

"Frankly, now!" she repeated

The pipe was still in between his lips

He took out a very large bath sponge

The roughs had fled at the appearance of Peterson

See what my wife found in it's crop

He bowed solemnly to both of us

Just read it out to me

You are the very man

"Have mercy" he shrieked

He burst into convulsive sobbing

He hurled the blacksmith over a parapet

Her face blanched with terror

"Which of you is Holmes?"

We got off, paid our fare

Well, look at this

"Good-bye, and be brave"

Holmes lashed furiously

He made neither sound nor motion

He settled our new acquaintance on the sofa

Colonel Lysander Stark

Not a word to a soul!

"Get away from here before it's too late"

I rushed to the door

He cut at me

A house on fire?

She was ejected by the butler and the footman

Lord Robert St. Simon

The gentleman in the pew handed it to her

"There" said he

A picture of offended dignity

Some woman came talking about Lord Simon

"I wish you all a very good night"

Oh, any old key will open that bureau

At my cry he dropped it

She went straight to her uncle

Something like fear sprang up in the young lady's eyes

Dressed as a common loafer

Arthur caught him

I clapped a pistol to his head

Capital!

Holmes shook his head gravely

I am so delighted that you have come

I read for about ten minutes

I took it up and examined it

"Oh! I am so frightened!" I panted

"You villian!" said he. "Where's your daughter?"

Running up, I blew it's brains out