The Adventure of Wisteria Lodge
1908
The Adventure of Wisteria Lodge is a Sherlock Holmes novella written by Arthur Conan Doyle and first published in 1908. The story follows Mr. John Scott Eccles, who seeks Holmes's help after a series of mysterious events at Wisteria Lodge lead to the murder of Aloysius Garcia. As Holmes and Dr. Watson investigate, they uncover a web of deception and revenge tied to Garcia's connections with a former South American tyrant. This work is notable for its intricate plot and exploration of human morality within the detective genre.
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“Education never ends, Watson. It is a series of lessons, with the greatest for the last.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“There's an east wind coming all the same, such a wind as never blew on England yet. It will be cold and bitter, Watson, and a good many of us may wither before its blast. But it's God's own wind none the less and a cleaner, better stronger land will lie in the sunshine when the storm has cleared.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“His incredible untidiness, his addiction to music at strange hours, his occasional revolver practice within doors, his weird and often malodorous scientific experiments, and the atmosphere of violence and danger which hung around him made him the very worst tenant in London.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“He seems to have declared war on the King’s English as well as on the English king.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“How do you know that?""I followed you.""I saw no one.""That is what you may expect to see when I follow you.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“(...) We are bound to go.”My answer was to rise from the table.“You are right, Holmes. We are bound to go.”He sprang up and shook me by the hand.“I knew you would not shrink at the last,” said he, and for a moment I saw something in his eyes which was nearer to tenderness than I had ever seen. The next instant he was his masterful, practical self once more.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“Good old Watson! You are the one fixed point in a changing age.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“There have,” said I, “been numerous petty thefts.”Holmes snorted his contempt.“This great and sombre stage is set for something more worthy than that,” said he. “It is fortunate for this community that I am not a criminal.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
“Sterndale sprang to his feet.“I believe that you are the devil himself!” he cried.Holmes smiled at the compliment.””
— Arthur Conan Doyle
