"Near the foot of the bed stood a dish of oranges and a carafe of water. As we passed it Holmes, to my unutterable astonishment, leaned over in front of me and deliberately knocked the whole thing over. The glass smashed into a thousand pieces and the fruit rolled about into every corner of the room.
“You’ve done it now, Watson,” said he coolly. “A pretty mess you’ve made of the carpet.”
I stooped in some confusion and began to pick up the fruit, understanding for some reason my companion desired me to take the blame upon myself. The others did the same and set the table on its legs again.
“Hullo!” cried the inspector, “where’s he got to?”
Holmes had disappeared."
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"Holmes grunted from the sofa.
“The county police ought to make something of that,” said he; “why, it is surely obvious that– –”
But I held up a warning finger.
“You are here for a rest, my dear fellow. For heaven’s sake don’t get started on a new problem when your nerves are all in shreds.”
Holmes shrugged his shoulders with a glance of comic resignation towards the colonel, and the talk drifted away into less dangerous channels."
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"“If it’s a local villain there should not be much difficulty in running him down,” said Holmes with a yawn. “All right, Watson, I don’t intend to meddle.”
“Inspector Forrester, sir,” said the butler, throwing open the door.
The official, a smart, keen-faced young fellow, stepped into the room. “Good-morning, Colonel,” said he. “I hope I don’t intrude, but we hear that Mr. Holmes of Baker Street is here.”
The colonel waved his hand towards my friend, and the inspector bowed.
“We thought that perhaps you would care to step across, Mr. Holmes.”
“The fates are against you, Watson,” said he, laughing. “We were chatting about the matter when you came in, Inspector. Perhaps you can let us have a few details.” As he leaned back in his chair in the familiar attitude I knew that the case was hopeless."
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In my surprisingly successful efforts to convert my mother into a Sherlockian in time for our London escapades, we are going to read our way through the stories together. (Canon first people, always convert with the canon.)

Thus, this blog is going to rapidly mutate into my posting favorite passages and lines, whathaveyou, for my own enjoyment. 

They will be tagged #ReadingSherlock so if this is going to harsh your mellow, either block that tag or unfollow.

Alternatively, read along and we shall bask in the glory that is Sherlock Holmes together.

(I’m reading at her pace since this will be my fifth time through… so consider this to be in effect for a few months.)

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