SHERLOCK HOLMES SHORT STORIES I go to Baker Streer, in London, to see the place where he had his fat. These ate fis about him, pictures of him ~ we all know what he looked like, we all know what kind of clothes he wore. A stories, So, why do we remember yet he never existed, The stories aboue hitn are just because he loves catching criminals, Sherlock: Holmes chases the criminal as a hunter chases a fox. He is a bloodhound, a police dog, with his nose 0 the ‘ground ~ following the criminal 10 the end of the world, ‘The criminal may try to hide ~ but when Sherlock Holmes has started the chase, we know that he willl finish ie with a 4AuvarT sit¥OmOOR ant LORY ‘soapechtmoeensaa Supeoy sayy ssas1Au3¥ ‘any smn cs a Suipeoy apy ssaLLIALLOW poner amp Smpeoy s1oyeg st speea sero 2 sng 1009 fal ysestorong y ag ano spats wens y ayes SRO ng, SINFLNOD‘The Speckled Band 1 Helen’s Story Ac the time of this story, L was ing ar my friend Sherlock Holmes's flat in Baker Sereet in London. Very carly one morning, a young woman, dressed in black, ‘came to see us, She looked tired and unhappy, and her face was very white. ‘Tm afraid! 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Aus patszeur pure 2000 2}f "EIpU] 01 MO IuaM pure LIOmoP € aq o1 PaxpRAs 24 OF suzog seas oypejdons Au uaqan Sauous ow pey Aoyp Ing ypu A394 aou0 sea Aqrurey sipy “Aaatm09 oxp at aBeyps © sau ‘no|oy Aqsounis aq “aypeydars sur ys ‘ufo ays YOUNG WapeEY St auIEH A, Aypury SoUpOHY pres {61018 mos sn [Jad pue UmOp Hs 3sn[, arp 1 pu F POET POPIOTS GT, SHOW Uogs SmjOH PORaGS z 7]4 Sherlock Holmes Short Stories cigarettes in his room. Julia couldn't sleep because she ‘could smell them in her room, so she came into my room to talk to me. Before she went back to bed, she said to me, “Helen, have you ever heard a whistle in the middle of the night?” “{ was surprised. “No,” I said. ““Ie's strange,” she said, “Sometimes I hear a whistle, but I don’t know where it comes from. Why don’t you hear it?” ‘Tlaughed and said, “I sleep better than you d Julia went to her som, and locked the door after her.” ‘Why did you lock your doors?” asked Sherlock Holmes. “We were afraid of che wild animals, and the gipsies,” she answered. ‘Please go on,’ said Holmes. ‘T couldn't sleep that night. It was a very stormy night, with a lot of wind and rain. Suddenly I heard a woman's scream. it was my sister's voice. I ran into the corridor, and just then I heard a whistle, and a minute later the sound of falling metal. I didn’t know what ir ‘was. Iran to my sister’s door. She opened it and fell co the ground. Her face was white and afraid, and she was crying, “Help me, help me, Helen, I'm ill, fm dying!” I put my arms around her, and she cried out in a terrible voice: “Helen! Oh my God, Helen! It was the band! The speckled band!” She wanted to say more, but she couldn't. I called my stepfather, who tried to 0 The Speckled Band ‘My sister's face was white and afraid.” help her, but we could do nothing. And so my dear, dear sister died.’ ‘Are you sure about the whistle and the sound of falling metal?” asked Holmes. ‘Tthink so,’ answered Helen. ‘But it was a very wild, stormy night. Pethaps I made a mistake. The police couldn’s understand why my sister died. Her door was locked and nobody could get into her room. They didn’t find any poison in her body. And what was “the speckled band”? Gipsies wear something like that round their necks. [think she died because she was $0 afraid, but T don’t know what she was afraid of Perhaps it was the gipsies. 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And it’s just over the air-vent. ‘That also is interesting. Why have an air-vent on an inside wall? Air-vents are usually on outside walls.” Then we went into Dr Roylott’s room. Holmes saw a large metal hox near the wall “My stepfather keeps business papers in there, Helen. ‘Does he keep a cat in there too? asked Holmes. ‘Look!’ There was some milk on a plate on top of the said ‘The Speckled Band 9 box. ‘Now, Miss Stoner,’ he said, ‘Think your life isin dangez. Tonight my friend Watson and I must spend the night in your sister’s room, where you are sleeping at the moment, Helen Stoner and I looked at him in suxprise. “Yes, we musty’ he went on, “We'll take @ room in a hotel in the village. When your stepfather goes to bed, put a light in your sister's bedroom window and leave it open, Then go into your old room and we'll get into your sister’s room through the window. We'll wait for the sound of the whistle and the falling metal.” ‘How did my sister die, Mr Holmes? 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He was ded. Round his bea “Whar does it mean?" I asked. My voice was shaking ‘It's finished,’ answered Holmes. ‘Let's go and see.’ ‘We went into Dr Roylott’s room. The metal box was open. Royloce was sitting on a chair, and his eyes were fixed on the air-vent, Round his head was a strange, yellow speckled band. He was dead. “The band! ‘The speckled band!’ said Holmes very quietly. The band moved and began to turn its head. ‘Be carefitl, Watson! It’s a snake, an Indian snake - and its poison can kill very quickly,’ Holmes cried. “Roylost died immediately. We must put the snake back in its box.’ Very, very carefully, Holmes took the snake and threw it into the metal box. ‘The Speckled Band B "But how did you know about the snake, Holmes?” I asked. “Ar frst, Wats i-was the gipsies. But then I understood. I thought that perhaps something came through the air-vent, down the bell-rope and on to the bed. Then there was the milk ~ and of course, snakes drink milk. It was easy for the Doctor to get Indi als. And because he was a doctor, he knew that this snake's poison is difficult to find in a dead body. So every night he put the snake thro vent, and it went down the b course, nobody must sce the snake, so every whistled to call it back. The sound of metal falling I thou home. Perhaps the snake came many times before it killed Julia. But in the end it killed her. And Helen, too, nearly died because of this snake. “But tonighe, when I hit the snake on the rope, it was angry and went back through che air-vent. And so it killed the Doctor. I’m not sorry about that.” Soon after this Helen Stoner married her young man and tried to forget the terrible deaths of her sister and stepfather. Bur she never really forgot the speckled band. ough the air-vent *