A Scandal in Bohemia

By Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

The King of Bohemia comes to Sherlock Holmes in disguise but is quickly discovered. The king is engaged to a young Scandinavian princess, Clotilde, but he fears that her or her family will find out about his previous affair with the opera singer Irene Adler. He has tried to get back all the letters and pictures from the time of their relationship but the singer has refused to hand them back and she has even threatened to send them to the king's future in-laws. Will Holmes manage to recover the incriminating documents? "A Scandal in Bohemia" is part of "The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes". -

• Language: English
• Publisher: SAGA Egmont
• Release date: Sep 28, 2020
• ISBN: 9788726586749

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

Arthur Conan Doyle (1859-1930) was a Scottish author best known for his classic detective fiction, although he wrote in many other genres including dramatic work, plays, and poetry. He began writing stories while studying medicine and published his first story in 1887. His Sherlock Holmes character is one of the most popular inventions of English literature, and has inspired films, stage adaptions, and literary adaptations for over 100 years.

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Arthur Conan Doyle

A Scandal in Bohemia

SAGA Egmont

A Scandal in Bohemia

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To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex. It was not that he felt any emotion akin to love for Irene Adler. All emotions, and that one particularly, were abhorrent to his cold, precise but admirably balanced mind. He was, I take it, the most perfect reasoning and observing machine that the world has seen, but as a lover he would have placed himself in a false position. He never spoke of the softer passions, save with a gibe and a sneer. They were admirable things for the observer—excellent for drawing the veil from men’s motives and actions. But for the trained reasoner to admit such intrusions into his own delicate and finely adjusted temperament was to introduce a distracting factor which might throw a doubt upon all his mental results. Grit in a sensitive instrument, or a crack in one of his own high-power lenses, would not be more disturbing than a strong emotion in a nature such as his. And yet there was but one woman to him, and that woman was the late Irene Adler, of dubious and questionable memory.

I had seen little of Holmes lately. My marriage had drifted us away from each other. My own complete happiness, and the home-centred interests which rise up around the man who first finds himself master of his own establishment, were sufficient to absorb all my attention, while Holmes, who loathed every form of society with his whole Bohemian soul, remained in our lodgings in Baker Street, buried among his old books, and alternating from week to week between cocaine and ambition, the drowsiness of the drug, and the fierce energy of his own keen nature.