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With each passing day, Lizzie was getting stronger. But she was far from being over her torture. I call it torture for there is no other way to describe what happened to her. One day in early summer, I came into the parlor to find her sitting in the window. “Dear lady, how are youContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

“The bankers missing wife?” He gasped. “The same. Hopkins, you can tell no one that she is here. Whatever persons that did this to her may still be looking for her.” ‘Whatever persons?!’ I screamed in my head; as I shot Holmes a startled look. Hopkins went over to the small window that was inContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

Back to the cold room and material; Vernet had already drawn the bed with the material on it. I took a deep breath, “here we go. 15th, December, Nineteen Hundred and Two; large mass of gray, soiled material.” “Visual inspection,” Vernet encouraged me. “Of course. Starting at bottom of bed, soiled material appears to beContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

The December wind tore with force down Bakers Street. As the years progressed on me, my old wound pains me even more. Not to mention the normal ware on the human body with age. As the snow piled up on the sides of the buildings out our windows, it struck me as to the calmnessContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

Holmes and I were eating a mouth full of dinner. I was thrilled that Holmes was trying to eat. He said not a word since we returned from Wiltshire. There came a knock at the door, a visitor came calling. “Watson,” Holmes sighed. “I have a pounding head,” his voice cracking with each word. “ShallContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

A few mornings later I came down stairs to find Holmes in his dressing gown. The room filled with smoke. I coughed as I crossed the room to open a window. “Holmes, this atmosphere is positively toxic.” He continued to exhale clouds of smoke. “I am sure the fire services will be here presently.” “WhatContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

“You and Mr. Holmes must find my daughter. Bring her back to me.” “Do you believe your daughter is alive?” “I know she is.” I raised an eyebrow that Mr. Parker noticed. “My wife died when Elizabeth was two giving birth to another daughter that passed as well. Lizzie is all I have left inContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

A cold wind was whipping down Bakers Street in mid-November. Holmes was pacing across the floor like a man possessed; his hands behind his back, and his chin to his chest. I could only imagine smoke boiling from his ears like an old steamer ship. Not only was I struck by the rapid pace heContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

JHM part 2 “I thought the law forbade women from owning property.” Inspector Hopkins asked. “It is very complicated. I would be honored to explain the full measure of the law if need be.” He looked around the room. After a moment of no comments, our young Mr. McFarlane continued. “The second oldest document isContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

John Hector McFarlane Holmes was in the habit of not telling me all of the details that were rolling around in his brain. However, at the end of a case he would always ask me about points that I could not conceive or perceived incorrectly. This I think was so that he would have allContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”