A Study in Scarlet

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"In 1887, a young Arthur Conan Doyle published A Study in Scarlet, thus creating an international icon in the quick-witted sleuth Sherlock Holmes. In this, the first Holmes mystery, the detective introduces himself to Dr. John H. Watson with the puzzling line "You have been in Afghanistan, I perceive." And so begins Watson's, and the world's, fascination with this enigmatic character." Doyle presents two equally perplexing mysteries for Holmes to solve: one a murder that takes place in the shadowy outskirts of ...
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Overview

"In 1887, a young Arthur Conan Doyle published A Study in Scarlet, thus creating an international icon in the quick-witted sleuth Sherlock Holmes. In this, the first Holmes mystery, the detective introduces himself to Dr. John H. Watson with the puzzling line "You have been in Afghanistan, I perceive." And so begins Watson's, and the world's, fascination with this enigmatic character." Doyle presents two equally perplexing mysteries for Holmes to solve: one a murder that takes place in the shadowy outskirts of London, in a locked room where the haunting word Rache is written upon the wall, the other a kidnapping set in the American West. Quickly picking up the "scarlet thread of murder running through the colourless skein of life," Holmes does not fail at finding the truth - and making literary history.
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School Library Journal
Gr 7-12-In the first of the Sherlock Holmes stories, Dr. Watson, discharged from military service after suffering wounds, is at loose ends until a chance encounter leads him to take rooms with Sherlock Holmes. When Watson is drawn into the investigation of a bizarre murder in which Holmes is involved, he is unaware that it is the beginning of the most famous partnership in the history of criminal detection. Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.
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"Can any narrator go wrong with a mystery featuring the shrewd Sherlock Holmes? Simon Prebble certainly doesn't.... This is a solid performance." —-AudioFile
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780812968545
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 6/10/2003
  • Series: Modern Library Classics Series
  • Edition description: MODERN LIB
  • Pages: 160
  • Sales rank: 479,361
  • Product dimensions: 5.14 (w) x 7.96 (h) x 0.37 (d)

Meet the Author

Sir Arthur Ignatius Conan Doyle (1859–1930) was a Scottish physician and prolific writer most renowned for his ingenious Sherlock Holmes detective stories A Study in Scarlet, The Sign of the Four, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes, The Hound of the Baskervilles, The Return of Sherlock Holmes, The Valley of Fear, His Last Bow, and The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes. His collected body of work includes science fiction stories, historical novels, plays, romances, poetry, and nonfiction. Conan Doyle was knighted by King Edward VII in 1902 after writing a widely acclaimed pamphlet defending the British position in the Boer War.

Gris Grimly was born much later, but he too experienced tragedy and dismay throughout his life. Considered a Mad Creator among colleagues, he is known for collecting raw materials and assembling them into his own wretched creations. These reanimated tales include Edgar Allan Poe’s Tales of Mystery and Madness, Edgar Allan Poe’s Tales of Death and Dementia, The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, and Pinocchio. He has also given life to original forms like Neil Gaiman’s The Dangerous Alphabet and his own Wicked Nursery Rhymes series, among other demented favorites.

Biography

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle was born in Edinburgh in 1859. After nine years in Jesuit schools, he went to Edinburgh University, receiving a degree in medicine in 1881. He then became an eye specialist in Southsea, with a distressing lack of success. Hoping to augment his income, he wrote his first story, A Study in Scarlet. His detective, Sherlock Holmes, was modeled in part after Dr. Joseph Bell of the Edinburgh Infirmary, a man with spectacular powers of observation, analysis, and inference. Conan Doyle may have been influenced also by his admiration for the neat plots of Gaboriau and for Poe's detective, M. Dupin. After several rejections, the story was sold to a British publisher for £25, and thus was born the world's best-known and most-loved fictional detective. Fifty-nine more Sherlock Holmes adventures followed.

Once, wearying of Holmes, his creator killed him off, but was forced by popular demand to resurrect him. Sir Arthur -- he had been knighted for this defense of the British cause in his The Great Boer War -- became an ardent Spiritualist after the death of his son Kingsley, who had been wounded at the Somme in World War I. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle died in Sussex in 1930.

Author biography courtesy of Penguin Group (USA).

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    1. Also Known As:
      Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
    1. Date of Birth:
      May 22, 1859
    2. Place of Birth:
      Edinburgh, Scotland
    1. Date of Death:
      July 7, 1930
    2. Place of Death:
      Crowborough, Sussex, England

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CHAPTER I

Mr. Sherlock Holmes

In the year 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London, and proceeded to Netley to go through the course prescribed for surgeons in the army. Having completed my studies there, I was duly attached to the Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers as Assistant Surgeon. The regiment was stationed in India at the time, and before I could join it, the second Afghan war had broken out. On landing at Bombay, I learned that my corps had advanced through the passes, and was already deep in the enemy’s country. I followed, however, with many other officers who were in the same situation as myself, and succeeded in reaching Candahar in safety, where I found my regiment, and at once entered upon my new duties.

The campaign brought honours and promotion to many, but for me it had nothing but misfortune and disaster. I was removed from my brigade and attached to the Berkshires,with whom I served at the fatal battle of Maiwand. There I was struck on the shoulder by a Jezail bullet, which shattered the bone and grazed the subclavian artery. I should have fallen into the hands of the murderous Ghazis had it not been for the devotion and courage shown by Murray, my orderly, who threw me across a pack-horse, and succeeded in bringing me safely to the British lines.

Worn with pain, and weak from the prolonged hardships which I had undergone, I was removed, with a great train of wounded sufferers, to the base hospital at Peshawur. Here I rallied, and had already improved so far as to be able to walk about the wards, and even to bask a little upon the verandah, when I was struck down by enteric fever, that curse of our Indian possessions. For months my life was despaired of, and when at last I came to myself and became convalescent, I was so weak and emaciated that a medical board determined that not a day should be lost in sending me back to England. I was despatched, accordingly, in the troopship Orontes, and landed a month later on Portsmouth jetty, with my health irretrievably ruined, but with permission from a paternal government to spend the next nine months in attempting to improve it.

I had neither kith nor kin in England, and was therefore as free as air—or as free as an income of eleven shillings and sixpence a day will permit a man to be. Under such circumstances I naturally gravitated to London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained. There I stayed for some time at a private hotel in the Strand, leading a comfortless, meaningless existence, and spending such money as I had, considerably more freely than I ought. So alarming did the state of my finances become, that I soon realized that I must either leave the metropolis and rusticate somewhere in the country, or that I must make a complete alteration in my style of living. Choosing the latter alternative, I began by making up my mind to leave the hotel, and to take up my quarters in some less pretentious and less expensive domicile.

On the very day that I had come to this conclusion, I was standing at the Criterion Bar, when some one tapped me on the shoulder, and turning round I recognized young Stamford, who had been a dresser under me at Barts. The sight of a friendly face in the great wilderness of London is a pleasant thing indeed to a lonely man. In old days Stamford had never been a particular crony of mine, but now I hailed him with enthusiasm, and he, in his turn, appeared to be delighted to see me. In the exuberance of my joy, I asked him to lunch with me at the Holborn, and we started off together in a hansom.

“Whatever have you been doing with yourself, Watson?” he asked in undisguised wonder, as we rattled through the crowded London streets. “You are as thin as a lath and as brown as a nut.”

I gave him a short sketch of my adventures, and had hardly concluded it by the time that we reached our destination.

“Poor devil!” he said, commiseratingly, after he had listened to my misfortunes. “What are you up to now?”

“Looking for lodgings,” I answered. “Trying to solve the problem as to whether it is possible to get comfortable rooms at a reasonable price.”

“That’s a strange thing,” remarked my companion, “you are the second man to-day that has used that expression to me.”

“And who was the first?” I asked.

“A fellow who is working at the chemical laboratory up at the hospital. He was bemoaning himself this morning because he could not get some one to go halves with him in some nice rooms which he had found, and which were too much for his purse.”

“By Jove!” I cried; “if he really wants some one to share the rooms and the expense, I am the very man for him. I should prefer having a partner to being alone.”

Young Stamford looked rather strangely at me over his wine glass. “You don’t know Sherlock Holmes yet,” he said; “perhaps you would not care for him as a constant companion.”

“Why, what is there against him?”

“Oh, I didn’t say there was anything against him. He is a little queer in his ideas—an enthusiast in some branches of science. As far as I know he is a decent fellow enough.”

“A medical student, I suppose?” said I.

“No—I have no idea what he intends to go in for. I believe he is well up in anatomy, and he is a first-class chemist; but, as far as I know, he has never taken out any systematic medical classes. His studies are very desultory and eccentric, but he has amassed a lot of out-of-the-way knowledge which would astonish his professors.”

“Did you never ask him what he was going in for?” I asked.

“No; he is not a man that it is easy to draw out, though he can be communicative enough when the fancy seizes him.”

“I should like to meet him,” I said. “If I am to lodge with any one, I should prefer a man of studious and quiet habits. I am not strong enough yet to stand much noise or excitement. I had enough of both in Afghanistan to last me for the remainder of my natural existence. How could I meet this friend of yours?”

“He is sure to be at the laboratory,” returned my companion. “He either avoids the place for weeks, or else he works there from morning till night. If you like, we will drive round together after luncheon.”

“Certainly,” I answered, and the conversation drifted away into other channels.

As we made our way to the hospital after leaving the Holborn, Stamford gave me a few more particulars about the gentleman whom I proposed to take as a fellow-lodger.

“You mustn’t blame me if you don’t get on with him,” he said; “I know nothing more of him than I have learned from meeting him occasionally in the laboratory. You proposed this arrangement, so you must not hold me responsible.”

“If we don’t get on it will be easy to part company,” I answered. “It seems to me, Stamford,” I added, looking hard at my companion, “that you have some reason for washing your hands of the matter. Is this fellow’s temper so formidable, or what is it? Don’t be mealy-mouthed about it.”

“It is not easy to express the inexpressible,” he answered with a laugh. “Holmes is a little too scientific for my tastes—it approaches to cold-bloodedness. I could imagine his giving a friend a little pinch of the latest vegetable alkaloid,15 not out of malevolence, you understand, but simply out of a spirit of inquiry in order to have an accurate idea of the effects. To do him justice, I think that he would take it himself with the same readiness. He appears to have a passion for definite and exact knowledge.”

“Very right too.”

“Yes, but it may be pushed to excess. When it comes to beating the subjects in the dissecting-rooms with a stick, it is certainly taking rather a bizarre shape.”

“Beating the subjects!”

“Yes, to verify how far bruises may be produced after death. I saw him at it with my own eyes.”

“And yet you say he is not a medical student?”

“No. Heaven knows what the objects of his studies are. But here we are, and you must form your own impressions about him.” As he spoke, we turned down a narrow lane and passed through a small side-door, which opened into a wing of the great hospital. It was familiar ground to me, and I needed no guiding as we ascended the bleak stone staircase and made our way down the long corridor with its vista of whitewashed wall and dun-coloured doors. Near the farther end a low arched passage branched away from it and led to the chemical laboratory.

This was a lofty chamber, lined and littered with countless bottles. Broad, low tables were scattered about, which bristled with retorts, test-tubes, and little Bunsen lamps, with their blue flickering flames. There was only one student in the room, who was bending over a distant table absorbed in his work. At the sound of our steps he glanced round and sprang to his feet with a cry of pleasure. “I’ve found it! I’ve found it,” he shouted to my companion, running towards us with a test-tube in his hand. “I have found a re-agent which is precipitated by hœmoglobin, and by nothing else.” Had he discovered a gold mine, greater delight could not have shone upon his features.

“Dr. Watson, Mr. Sherlock Holmes,” said Stamford, introducing us.

“How are you?” he said cordially, gripping my hand with a strength for which I should hardly have given him credit. “You have been in Afghanistan, I perceive.”

“How on earth did you know that?” I asked in astonishment.

“Never mind,” said he, chuckling to himself. “The question now is about hœmoglobin. No doubt you see the significance of this discovery of mine?”

“It is interesting, chemically, no doubt,” I answered, “but practically——”

“Why, man, it is the most practical medico-legal discovery for years. Don’t you see that it gives us an infallible test for blood stains. Come over here now!” He seized me by the coat-sleeve in his eagerness, and drew me over to the table at which he had been working. “Let us have some fresh blood,” he said, digging a long bodkin into his finger, and drawing off the resulting drop of blood in a chemical pipette. “Now, I add this small quantity of blood to a litre of water. You perceive that the resulting mixture has the appearance of pure water. The proportion of blood cannot be more than one in a million. I have no doubt, however, that we shall be able to obtain the characteristic reaction.” As he spoke, he threw into the vessel a few white crystals, and then added some drops of a transparent fluid. In an instant the contents assumed a dull mahogany colour, and a brownish dust was precipitated to the bottom of the glass jar.

“Ha! ha!” he cried, clapping his hands, and looking as delighted as a child with a new toy. “What do you think of that?”

“It seems to be a very delicate test,” I remarked.

“Beautiful! beautiful! The old guaiacum test was very clumsy and uncertain. So is the microscopic examination for blood corpuscles. The latter is valueless if the stains are a few hours old. Now, this appears to act as well whether the blood is old or new. Had this test been invented, there are hundreds of men now walking the earth who would long ago have paid the penalty of their crimes.”

“Indeed!” I murmured.

“Criminal cases are continually hinging upon that one point. A man is suspected of a crime months perhaps after it has been committed. His linen or clothes are examined and brownish stains discovered upon them. Are they blood stains, or mud stains, or rust stains, or fruit stains, or what are they? That is a question which has puzzled many an expert, and why? Because there was no reliable test. Now we have the Sherlock Holmes test, and there will no longer be any difficulty.”

His eyes fairly glittered as he spoke, and he put his hand over his heart and bowed as if to some applauding crowd conjured up by his imagination.

“You are to be congratulated,” I remarked, considerably surprised at his enthusiasm.

“There was the case of Von Bischoff at Frankfort last year. He would certainly have been hung had this test been in existence. Then there was Mason of Bradford, and the notorious Muller, and Lefevre of Montpellier, and Samson of New Orleans. I could name a score of cases in which it would have been decisive.”

“You seem to be a walking calendar of crime,” said Stamford with a laugh. “You might start a paper on those lines. Call it the ‘Police News of the Past.’ ”

“Very interesting reading it might be made, too,” remarked Sherlock Holmes, sticking a small piece of plaster over the prick on his finger. “I have to be careful,” he continued, turning to me with a smile, “for I dabble with poisons a good deal.” He held out his hand as he spoke, and I noticed that it was all mottled over with similar pieces of plaster, and discoloured with strong acids.

“We came here on business,” said Stamford, sitting down on a high three-legged stool, and pushing another one in my direction with his foot. “My friend here wants to take diggings; and as you were complaining that you could get no one to go halves with you, I thought that I had better bring you together.”

Sherlock Holmes seemed delighted at the idea of sharing his rooms with me. “I have my eye on a suite in Baker Street,” he said, “which would suit us down to the ground. You don’t mind the smell of strong tobacco, I hope?”

“I always smoke ‘ship’s’ myself,” I answered.

“That’s good enough. I generally have chemicals about, and occasionally do experiments. Would that annoy you?”

“By no means.”

“Let me see—what are my other shortcomings. I get in the dumps at times, and don’t open my mouth for days on end. You must not think I am sulky when I do that. Just let me alone, and I’ll soon be right. What have you to confess now? It’s just as well for two fellows to know the worst of one another before they begin to live together.”

I laughed at this cross-examination. “I keep a bull pup,” I said, “and I object to row because my nerves are shaken, and I get up at all sorts of ungodly hours, and I am extremely lazy. I have another set of vices when I’m well, but those are the principal ones at present.”

“Do you include violin playing in your category of rows?” he asked, anxiously.

“It depends on the player,” I answered. “A well-played violin is a treat for the gods—a badly-played one——”

“Oh, that’s all right,” he cried, with a merry laugh. “I think we may consider the thing as settled—that is, if the rooms are agreeable to you.”

“When shall we see them?”

“Call for me here at noon to-morrow, and we’ll go together and settle everything,” he answered.

“All right—noon exactly,” said I, shaking his hand.

We left him working among his chemicals, and we walked together towards my hotel.

“By the way,” I asked suddenly, stopping and turning upon Stamford, “how the deuce did he know that I had come from Afghanistan?”

My companion smiled an enigmatical smile. “That’s just his little peculiarity,” he said. “A good many people have wanted to know how he finds things out.”

“Oh! a mystery is it?” I cried, rubbing my hands. “This is very piquant. I am much obliged to you for bringing us together. ‘The proper study of mankind is man,’ you know.”

“You must study him, then,” Stamford said, as he bade me good-bye. “You’ll find him a knotty problem, though. I’ll wager he learns more about you than you about him. Good-bye.”

“Good-bye,” I answered, and strolled on to my hotel, considerably interested in my new acquaintance.

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Reading Group Guide

1. Before Arthur Conan Doyle created Holmes, there were few detective stories for Conan Doyle to use as a sort of template. Do you believe Conan Doyle was basing Holmes on a doctor or medical student instead? Why does Conan Doyle intentionally mention Poe and Gaboriau’s detectives? Is he poking fun at himself or setting himself apart from his competition?

2. Upon meeting Watson, Holmes immediately says “You have been in Afghanistan, I perceive.” Yet, Holmes does not indulge Watson with an explanation of his deduction until later. Why did Conan Doyle wait to insert the explanation until later in the book? Does it help or hurt the book?

3. What does Part II, “The Country of the Saints,” tell us about Conan Doyle’s view of religion? Do you believe Conan Doyle believed in the occult or spiritualism? If so, then how do you reconcile the fact he created a character who’s sole motivation is reason and science?

4. Do you like the American flashback? Why do you think Conan Doyle used this scene in the book knowing so little about the Mormon religion and the general geography of the American mid-West?

5. London had recently survived the Jack the Ripper attacks when Conan Doyle wrote this story. Do you think the Holmes stories became so popular as a direct result of the chilling crimes?

6. Traditional detective stories present the “facts” to the reader and let he or she work out the crime. Why do you think Conan Doyle rejected this formula? Why is Conan Doyle’s Holmes stories so popular if they are a direct contradiction of the traditional detective genre?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 2, 2012

    A study in pink

    Vey good! Funny to read after watching BBC's show Sherlock, episode one based off this story.

    8 out of 9 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 15, 2010

    A Classic

    The first of the four Sherlock Holmes novel the character development is wonderful. You really capture the essence of Watson and Holmes. The story starts off very intriguing with a mysterious murder and the chase of the killer. However, there is a LONG intermission during the chase to give the back story of the killer and victims. The back story proves useful once the case is resolved but I found it a little too long and wanted to get back to Baker Street. As one of the classics it is a must read and a good start to the rest of the novels.

    5 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 12, 2012

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    A fast-paced mystery thriller that represents the origin story o

    A fast-paced mystery thriller that represents the origin story of Sherlock Holmes and John Watson.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 12, 2011

    a very good book

    this was the first book i read on my new nook and it was great!

    2 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 13, 2013

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    Elementary, Dear Watson If someone could only to read one novel

    Elementary, Dear Watson
    If someone could only to read one novel in their lives – this is the novel I would recommend. It introduces Sherlock Holmes (and Watson) to the world and it introduces them very well.
    There’s lashings of elementary deduction and a surprising amount of poignancy and Providence. (Although I do agree with one reviewer on Goodreads that half way through it becomes something else, before getting back to being a Sherlock Holmes again)
    If you watched the excellent BBC series with Benedict Cumberbatch and haven't yet read A Study in Scarlet – please do so, you’ll see the first ever episode in a new light.
    Nina Jon is the author of the Jane Hetherington’s Adventures in Detection crime and mystery series.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 7, 2013

    J

    This is great to read after watching BBC Sherlock! The book is great and written great! The bbc show is also great!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 10, 2013

    Incredible!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    I really love how Sherlock Holmes uses the famous art of deduction. This is the first book of all the others that I have read, and I am definitely going to read all the rest!!!!!!!!!!!! The only reason why I gave the novel a rate of four stars is because the second part was too long and it tired you after some time with the same over and over again!!!!!!! If you did not read the book yet, I recommend you to do it when you have time. Try it and rate it so I know your opinion!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 25, 2012

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    Witty and Entertaining

    A Study in Scar­let by Arthur Conan Doyle is the very first novel fea­tur­ing Eng­lish detec­tive Sher­lock Holmes and his friend Dr. Wat­son. The story was writ­ten in 1886 and pub­lished in 1887 and marks the first appear­ance of the famous sleuth.

    Dr. Wat­son, com­ing back from mil­i­tary ser­vice in India and Afghanistan, needs a place to live. A friend intro­duces him to Sher­lock Holmes and they ended up room­ing together in an apart­ment in Baker Street, London.

    Holmes is a “con­sult­ing detec­tive” and an opium addict, is soon on his first case, a mur­der, tak­ing his new friend with him. Wat­son is con­stantly amazed by Holmes bril­liance, arro­gance immense knowl­edge in some areas and yet very lit­tle in oth­ers. Holmes explains that he only needs to know cer­tain sub­jects for his occu­pa­tion and not let the rest clut­ter up his mind

    A Study in Scar­let by Arthur Conan Doyle is a strange book with a strange struc­ture which is actu­ally two sto­ries thinly con­nected. The first part is the more inter­est­ing, where the leg­endary meet­ing between the detec­tive and the doc­tor hap­pens and an intro­duc­tion to the char­ac­ters as well as a mur­der mys­tery. The sec­ond part shifts from Lon­don to Utah where we get a some­what sym­pa­thetic back-story to the mur­der and his deed.

    This, I feel, is one of those books where it is bet­ter to know what will hap­pen in the future in the con­text of the Sher­lock Holmes uni­verse and sto­ries, not the plot. The story does give Holmes his abil­ity to show off his ana­lyt­i­cal pow­ers as well as his atti­tude which makes him a great detec­tive but a lousy human being.

    The story is awk­ward in its con­struc­tion and I kept re-reading some parts think­ing I totally missed some­thing. This was the first Holmes story I read since I was 12 or so, I remem­bered them all being short and thought that maybe the book is con­structed of two short sto­ries, one a detec­tive novel and the other one isn’t. How­ever, that wasn’t so and every­thing was tied up for me at the end.

    One can cer­tainly tell of the immense tal­ent the author has as the mys­tery unfolds. The dia­logue is witty, filled with dry humor and enter­tain­ing, the char­ac­ters are engag­ing and inter­est­ing and it’s a nice touch that the protagonist’s room­mate tells the story.

    While it was a weird read­ing expe­ri­ence, I did enjoy the book and the intro­duc­tion to the great detec­tive. I must admit how­ever that if I wasn’t already famil­iar with Holmes I prob­a­bly would not have read the other books in the series (but I did).

    1 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 28, 2012

    Great, but...

    This book is very high-quality. An engaging mystery thriller about the mysterious murder of two men in the city of London, England. Arthur Conan Doyle's descriptive powers were phoenomenal. Sherlock Holmes, as always, exhibited his incredible method of deduction. The one flaw is that in Part 2 he provides a backstory detailing what happened to provoke this crime. The backstory proves useful once the crime is solved, but it proved to be rather long and I wanted to get back to Holmes, Watson, Gregson, Lestrade, and the freshly captured Jefferson Hope. Aside from that one problem, the book was excellent. A must-read for young readers interested in the science of deduction and detection.

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 20, 2007

    Wonderful

    This book was wonderful! the vocabulary and writing was terrific. the plot was ingenius and surprising. I loved it! a must read

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 14, 2014

    Fantastic book

    Fantastic book

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  • Posted January 10, 2014

    Very clever!

    I read this book at the suggestion of my son and grandson - both fans of Sherlock Holmes. Now I'm hooked too and plan to read more of Doyle's suspenseful tales of the great detective.

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  • Posted January 10, 2014

    A Good Read!

    An interesting book that essentially describes how forensic science got started. Arthur Conan Doyle influenced Victorian England's procedures for examining a crime scene. There is a PBS special about Sherlock Holmes and his forensic techniques that are taken from this book. And, it's all true.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 1, 2013

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    The theme of a Study in Scarlet is considered mystery and also a thriller.  The book was incredibly interesting especially when the mystery was unraveling and you where waiting to see who the murderer was.The most important features in A Study in Scarlet were the small details that you wouldn't notice if it weren't for Sherlock Holmes pointing them out. A Study in Scarlet is extremely thorough and includes all the tiny details that are necessary to solve a mystery including a lot of description of the setting using imagery. The book is a great example of a great mystery that uses amazing characters to portray what the author is trying to deliver to his Audience. Without giving much away a Study in Scarlet is the introduction of these amazing characters Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson and how they meet and unravel the murder together.         

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 10, 2013

    Awesome

    I love this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 30, 2012

    Ok

    I would want to read from these comments 7 people wrote

    0 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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    Posted January 19, 2011

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