The Snake and The Rabbit

The House As it turned out, Luther Maxwell was the name of the innkeeper. But everyone just called him Max. From what we could gather, The Lady first started calling him Max and it stuck to him. Max had not done anything to keep up the appearance of Mrs. Brookstead’s house. Indeed, the grass wasContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

The Snake and The Rabbit

Sussex Downs “To-marrow Watson, if you are inclined, I wish you to accompany me.” “Of course,” I smiled. “Where are we traveling?” “Where ever a train may take us.” Holmes sat in his arm chair lighting his pipe. He never said another word the rest of the day. The next morning before dawn, we traveledContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

The Snake and The Rabbit

The Friendly Inspector “Indeed.” “You were right in your assumption, she was writing to me. In a different time, some may even say in a different life. However, the intended reader from the beginning is me.” He took a deep breath. “The outright lie was when I told you that I had never loved. IContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

The Snake and The Rabbit

The Forest of Dean part 2 “How would such a piece pass detection when she was first brought into the house and bathed?” I asked. “I know not sirs.” Our guest thought for a moment. “Mother did find a little black book on her trimmed in gold. She thought it an invasion of privacy toContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

The Snake and The Rabbit

The Forest of Dean We had just begun to settle back into breakfast and our discussion of the narrative, when there was another knock at the door. Again, it was Mrs. Hudson. “Mr. Holmes, sir there is a gentleman here to see you sir.” On Mrs. Hudson’s heels was a young looking man. He wasContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

The Snake and The Rabbit

The Little Book The little book was on the table between us. I produced my notebook to make some notes. “Who do you think this woman is writing to?” Holmes was silent for a moment, which was his custom most of the time. “At present, us. We are the ones reading the narrative.” “There areContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

The Snake and The Rabbit

The Mass continued: “With the exception of the jacket, it has been homemade. Our story teller starts writing in it on the day of her wedding, it must have been a wedding present.” Holmes began to read the next page. “Oct. eighth, Father bought an estate I’ve affectionately dubbed ‘purgatory’; though I would never sayContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

The Snake and The Rabbit

The Mass: Part 3 After Mrs. Hudson changed the bottles, I bid her goodnight. When she left the room, I started with the last parcel. “Third parcel same as the last two; wrapped in thick brown paper, glued together.” I took the same care opening this one as well. “It is a book Holmes. AContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

The Snake and The Rabbit

The Mass: Part 2 “What’s wrong?” She gasped; the dear woman was out of breath. “Mr. Holmes!” She shrieked when noticing his frame upon the floor. His teeth had begun to chatter. “Help me move him to the fire.” With great difficulty, we moved his shivering body to the fireplace. “Boil some water Mrs. Hudson,Continue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”

The Snake and The Rabbit

The Snake There was a knock at the door. We had been so busy with our mystery that we heard not the bell. “Come,” Holmes scolded. It was Mrs. Hudson, “a gentleman here to see you sir.” Holmes ran to his room, reappearing with a coat, and threw it on the table; then turned toContinue reading “The Snake and The Rabbit”