Sherlock Holmes Mystery Magazine #1 by

Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: detective, dr. watson, professor moriarty, sherlock holmes, arthur conan doyle
ISBN: 9781434437747
Publisher: Wildside Press LLC
Published: 2014-02-15T05:00:00+00:00

“You don’t have any wounds, just a pretty big bump on your head,” Jennie Barr assured him. “A mild concussion is all you’re suffering from. I asked the doctor.”

Harry, fully clothed except for his jacket and shoes, found himself lying atop an emerald green comforter in the middle of an ornately-carved four poster bed. “This isn’t a hospital,” he concluded.

“You’re in a bedroom of Colonel Bascom’s suite at the Ritz-Zauber,” she told him. “He had you brought here from the Zevenburg Municipal Hospital. He and Major Nemo, that’s the midget, will be barging in here momentarily. Soon as they realize you’re awake.”

“And why are you here in Orlandia? Has that yellow Manhattan newspaper you work for set you to dogging my trail again in hopes of coming up with another sensational story to entertain its vast readership of dolts and yahoos?”

“If you’d taken the time to read the cable I sent you at your Paris hotel, Harry, you’d know that I’m covering Colonel Bascom’s European talent hunting tour for the Daily Inquirer.”

“I never saw any—”

“And I suppose you never got the three letters I’ve sent you since we—”

“Okay, all right.” With some effort, Harry sat up, lurched in Jennie’s direction to take hold of her closest hand. “Excuse my surliness, Jen. Every time I get bonked on the skull with any portion of an exploding car, I tend to turn cranky,” he said. “As to the letters, I got preoccupied with those smugglers in Sweden and then—”

“Sure, I know. Our trying to carry on any kind of romance is probably a—”

“No, it’s possible. I’m the one who’s at fault.” Swinging his legs over the edge of the bed, Harry stood. He found that he had a tendency to sway a bit.

“Hey, the doctor suggested that you ought to lie quietly for a few more hours.”

“Even so.” He walked, very carefully, over to the window and looked down.

The suite was at least ten stories above the rainy street and the day had moved fairly close to twilight while he’d been unconscious. “Any idea why somebody wants to knock off both me and Major Nemo?”

“There must be folks who don’t want the Colonel to have that automaton.”

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