The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes

by Arthur Conan Doyle

I was not surprised. Indeed, my only wonder was that he had not already been mixed up in this extraordinary case, which was the one topic of conversation through the length and breadth of England.

Yet, silent as

he was, I knew perfectly well what it was over which he was brooding.

There was but one problem before the public which could challenge his powers of analysis, and that was the singular disappearance of the favorite for the Wesse...