Sherlock Holmes & The Master Engraver (Sherlock Holmes Revival) - Plot & Excerpts
The gleaming mahogany doors closed softly behind me and as I descended the imposing granite steps I reflected that having a wealthy hypochondriac patient or two was no bad thing for a retired army surgeon with a new wife to support, and setting up in a small but promising private practice. It being only three in the afternoon, and with no other matter pressing, I chose on impulse to visit my old roommate, Sherlock Holmes in nearby Baker Street, having seen him but once or twice since my marriage. To be candid, despite my blissfully happy new married estate, I still hankered for that dangerous frisson of excitement and cerebral stimulation that invariably ignited within me when in happy proximity to Holmes’ remarkable mind and its uncannily logical workings. As I reached for the door-handle at 221B, I hesitated; momentarily it seemed to me for just the briefest of instants that all might be as before, just as it had been for several most lively years; that the door to my old room would yet be ajar, could still be open to me, and Holmes might hail his willing amanuensis from within a dense cloud of pungent tobacco smoke as he wrestled with whatever devilish puzzle or villainy he was in train of addressing; or was I merely indulging emotion in the absence of rationality?
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