William Seil - The Furt The Further Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - The Titanic Tragedy

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Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson board the Titanic on its ill-fated maiden voyage, where Holmes is to carry out a secret government mission.
Soon after departure, highly important submarine plans for the US navy are stolen. Holmes and Watson must work through a list of suspects which includes Colonel James Moriarty, brother to the late Professor Moriarty - but will they find the culprit before tragedy strikes?
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's timeless creation returns in a new series of handsomely designed detective stories, encapsulating the most varied and thrilling cases of the world's greatest detective.

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‘Doctor Watson! Would you like to play? I am pretending that...’ Tommy stopped and stared at my companion.

‘Oh, Tommy. I would like to introduce you to my friend, Miss Norton.’

‘Pleased to meet you, Tommy. What is that you are playing with?’

Tommy smiled, thrilled by this interest in his new game. ‘Found these in the wastepaper basket...little tables and chairs, cabinets, even some little people.’

‘What fun,’ said Miss Norton. ‘I once had a doll’s house with pieces like that...’

‘I am using them to make Mr Holmes’s sitting room, just like you described it in your books, Doctor Watson.’

‘I am most impressed, Tommy. That is a very good representation.’

‘I just wish I had some more pieces. There’s a lot missing.’

‘Just use your imagination. Remember, Mr Holmes uses his imagination, along with deductive reasoning, to solve crimes.’

Tommy paused for a moment to consider this.

‘Tommy, have you seen Miss Storm-Fleming lately?’ I asked.

‘Not since yesterday. She was talking to that man, the German.’

Miss Norton and I exchanged glances. ‘When was this?’

‘Just before dinner, I think. They were in the library. I went there with Mother, so she could get a book.’

‘Thank you, Tommy. I have been looking for her. Perhaps we will see her at the church service.’

‘Church! Oh my gosh! I told Mother and Father that I would be back to get dressed... Excuse me.’ The young man abruptly got to his feet and ran down the deck, leaving his toys behind.

Miss Norton laughed. ‘I hope he is not in too much trouble.’

I stooped down and scooped up Tommy’s toys. ‘I am sure he will want these. I will return them to him at church... I wonder if Holmes knows that our sitting room has become the latest vogue among children.’

My companion smiled. ‘Fame can affect judgement, Doctor.’

‘A point well taken, Miss Norton.’ I grinned. ‘But rest assured, the fresh sea air and a rousing sermon from the captain will soon restore my humility.’

Miss Norton took my arm. ‘Lead the way, Doctor Watson.’

We arrived well before the service was due to begin. I was surprised to see that a large congregation had already assembled. Many viewed this as a fine opportunity for conversation and meeting new people. It was a family occasion, and the only one that brought together passengers from first, second and third class.

It was a special treat for steerage passengers. They were staring wide-eyed at their luxurious surroundings, while chatting quietly and pointing about the room.

The Futrelles had already arrived and were engaged in a conversation with Baron Von Stern. Moriarty was standing in a cluster of well-dressed people, some of whom I recognized as being among the first-class passengers.

Miss Storm-Fleming had just paid her respects to the captain and was circulating through the crowd. I waved and she returned my gesture with a broad smile, walking briskly in our direction.

‘Doctor Watson, I have been looking everywhere for you!’ She spoke warmly.

Somewhat overcome by this greeting, I muttered a less than satisfactory reply.

‘I was rather involved in a matter that took some time...’

‘And what kind of business would keep you so busy in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean?’ she asked.

‘Nothing of any consequence... Just helping Futrelle with research for an article he is writing on the Titanic ’s maiden voyage.’

Miss Storm-Fleming’s eyes remained warm and bright but there was a momentary change in her expression that indicated she was not fully pleased with my explanation.

‘And how are you, Miss Norton? Are you enjoying the trip? Quite exciting, is it not?’

‘Yes, very much so,’ Miss Norton replied. ‘I am happy to see that you are enjoying it too...after everything that happened.’

‘I have always had a talent for springing back from adversity. Hardships along the way are part of life’s great adventure.’

‘Have they made any progress in finding Bishop’s killer?’ Miss Norton asked.

‘I do not believe so. I was just talking to the captain and he did not volunteer any information. Have either of you heard anything?’

‘Not a word,’ I replied. ‘If only Holmes were on board. This is the kind of mystery he thrives on.’

‘Yes, if only he were.’ Miss Storm-Fleming’s eyes were fixed on mine. ‘Doctor Watson, people are taking their seats.’

‘Please do join us.’

‘Thank you, but please do not say anything about my singing, Doctor. I am very sensitive on that point.’

The captain led the service from the White Star Line’s own prayer book, and the music was provided by the ship’s orchestra. The opening hymn was familiar, but one I had not heard in some time. Miss Storm-Fleming’s voice was clearly distinguishable from my neighbouring worshippers.

Eternal Father strong to save,

Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,

Who bids the mighty ocean deep

Its own appointed limits keep:

O hear us when we cry to Thee

For those in peril on the sea.

I adhered to Miss Storm-Fleming’s request not to comment on her singing.

The service was strangely moving. As I glanced about the room, I sensed a unity among the ship’s passengers. There was a common bond, perhaps brought on by this reminder that we all came from the same Maker.

Captain Smith led the formal service. He gave a respectable reading of various prayers and Bible passages. It ended promptly on time with the hymn, ‘O God, Our Help in Ages Past’. Miss Storm-Fleming, again, sang with enthusiasm:

O God, our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,

Our shelter from the stormy blast,

And our eternal home.

Following the benediction, the band played a festive recessional. Conversation grew louder as friends gradually made their way to the reception room, outside the dining room. As we continued towards the big open doors, Miss Storm-Fleming took my arm and pulled me to one side, away from the path of the moving crowd. Miss Norton, who had moved slightly ahead, soon noticed that we had paused and she waited for us.

‘Doctor Watson, I know how much you enjoy the company of your fellow musketeers, but would you join me for dinner tonight?’ Miss Storm-Fleming asked, hesitantly. There was an uneasy timbre to her voice. ‘As you know...this has been a difficult journey for me...and what must you think of me...? An opportunity for quiet conversation would greatly restore me.’

‘Miss Storm-Fleming, it would be a great pleasure. Shall we say 7.30 in the restaurant?’

She nodded her acceptance and, seconds later, was on her way.

I watched as she left the room. Miss Norton joined me.

‘What did she want?’ Acting as both a friend and a professional, she had easily overcome the urge not to pry.

‘Dinner,’ I replied. My voice sounded weak. I cleared my throat.

‘Doctor Watson,’ said the captain, coming up behind us. ‘How did you like the service?’

‘It was very pleasant. I had no idea that you were such a good preacher.’

‘A captain has to be a jack of all trades.’ He pulled an envelope from his pocket. ‘I have just been handed a note. It is addressed to you.’

I ripped it open. I had noticed immediately from the handwriting on the envelope that it was from Holmes. The note contained a most curious request.

‘What is it?’ asked Miss Norton.

‘The commodore wishes us, together with Futrelle, to meet him next to the fourth funnel.’

Chapter Twenty-Four

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THE AFTERNOON OF SUNDAY 14 APRIL 1912

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