Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

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2,747 appearances 5 recordings 1 series first heard Jun 2026 last heard 1 Aug

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.

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"'She clasped her hands and waited for an answer.
"'It was a long ten minutes before Grant Munro broke the silence, "'and when his answer came it was one of which I loved to think.'
He lifted the little child, kissed her, and then, still carrying her, he held his other hand out to his wife, and turned towards the door.
"'We can talk it over more comfortably at home,' said he.
"'I am not a very good man, Effie, but I think that I am a better one than you have given me credit for.'
Holmes and I followed them down the lane, and my friend plucked at my sleeve as we came out.
"'I think,' said he,
that we shall be of more use in London than in Norbury.
Not another word did he say of the case until late that night, when he was turning away with his lighted candle for his bedroom.
Watson, said he, if it should ever strike you that I am getting a little over-confident in my powers, or giving less pains to a case than it deserves, kindly whisper Norbury in my ear, and I shall be infinitely obliged to you.
End of The Yellow Face
The Adventure of the Norwood Builder "'From the point of view of the criminal expert,' said Mr. Sherlock Holmes, "'London has become a singularly uninteresting city since the death of the late lamented Professor Moriarty.'
"'I can hardly think that you would find many decent citizens to agree with you,' I answered.
"'Well, well, I must not be selfish,' said he with a smile as he pushed back his chair from the breakfast-table.'
The community is certainly the gainer, and no one the loser save the poor out-of-work specialist, whose occupation has gone.
With that man in the field, one's morning paper presented infinite possibilities.
Often it was only the smallest trace, Watson, the faintest indication, and yet it was enough to tell me that the great malignant brain was there, as the gentlest tremors of the edges of the web remind one of the foul spider which lurks in the centre.
Petty thefts, wanton assaults, purposeless outrage—to the man who held the clue all could be worked into one connected whole.
To the scientific student of the higher criminal world,
No capital in Europe offered the advantage which London then possessed.
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