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Written and created by Jagna Czyżak, Zuzanna Pastuszak, Natalia Tretkowska (year 7) and Oskar Sarnecki (year 8).Drawings (earrings, magnifier and pipe) by Jagna Czyżak.
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It was a cold and windy afternoon at Baker Street 221B. Holmes and I were sitting in front of the fireplace with our dog, Gladstone, drinking our 5 o'clock tea. It was raining cats and dogs outside. I truly hoped for a calm weekend. How wrong was I...
Suddenly we heard the main hall door slam. We heard a fast run up the stairs. I slowly peeked through the door and when I turned around I saw the same old overprotective Sherlock holding a gun in his hand.
- Oh my god, Holmes - I whispered - calm down.
We heard a person running out of breath, slowly walking towards the room door.
A young woman carefully opened the door. Brave Sherlock was still standing with the gun.
Suddenly we heard the main hall door slam. We heard a fast run up the stairs. I slowly peeked through the door and when I turned around I saw the same old overprotective Sherlock holding a gun in his hand.
- Oh my god, Holmes - I whispered - calm down.
We heard a person running out of breath, slowly walking towards the room door.
A young woman carefully opened the door. Brave Sherlock was still standing with the gun.
It took me a moment to recognize the woman. She was a lady in her mid 20s. I knew she lived with her father in a mansion nearby.
Her name was Eleonore Delacour. Her family came from France and they had been rich for generations.
Her name was Eleonore Delacour. Her family came from France and they had been rich for generations.
Mr Delacour - her father, was the owner of a wealthy fabric factory.
The young woman was wearing a pale pink long dress trimmed with lace. The lacy gloves and large, extremely decorative hat gave the look an additional expensive elegancy.
- I'm sorry to interrupt, I'm sure you're busy with some significant cases - miss Delacour sighed - but I may have another one for you...
The young woman was wearing a pale pink long dress trimmed with lace. The lacy gloves and large, extremely decorative hat gave the look an additional expensive elegancy.
- I'm sorry to interrupt, I'm sure you're busy with some significant cases - miss Delacour sighed - but I may have another one for you...
It took me a moment to recognize the woman. She was a lady in her mid 20s. I knew she lived with her father in a mansion nearby.
Her name was Eleonore Delacour. Her family came from France and they had been rich for generations.
Her name was Eleonore Delacour. Her family came from France and they had been rich for generations.
Mr Delacour - her father, was the owner of a wealthy fabric factory.
The young woman was wearing a pale pink long dress trimmed with lace. The lacy gloves and large, extremely decorative hat gave the look an additional expensive elegancy.
- I'm sorry to interrupt, I'm sure you're busy with some significant cases - miss Delacour sighed - but I may have another one for you...
The young woman was wearing a pale pink long dress trimmed with lace. The lacy gloves and large, extremely decorative hat gave the look an additional expensive elegancy.
- I'm sorry to interrupt, I'm sure you're busy with some significant cases - miss Delacour sighed - but I may have another one for you...
- Another lovely weekend has just flew away - I mumbled.
Sherlock sat up and took the pipe out of his mouth:
- How can we help a young lady?
She took a deep breath and continued...
- Strange things have been happening to me lately. At first I thought I was going mad, but now I know for sure it's not me. I think someone broke into my house, and stole my diamond earrings and the last piece of pizza I left for later!
- Were these earrings important to you in any way? - my partner asked.
- Yes! - she sobbed - They were the last thing left after my mother!
- Are you sure that none of the servants ate the pizza?
- I'm sure they didn't! I gave them an evening off and they went out.
Holmes took a puff of pipe, and continued:
- Was there anything unusual happening lately?
- Yes - she admitted - I noticed that a few things have been disappearing, I just thought I lost them somewhere, but the earrings were too important to ignore.
- Do you have any enemies?
Sherlock sat up and took the pipe out of his mouth:
- How can we help a young lady?
She took a deep breath and continued...
- Strange things have been happening to me lately. At first I thought I was going mad, but now I know for sure it's not me. I think someone broke into my house, and stole my diamond earrings and the last piece of pizza I left for later!
- Were these earrings important to you in any way? - my partner asked.
- Yes! - she sobbed - They were the last thing left after my mother!
- Are you sure that none of the servants ate the pizza?
- I'm sure they didn't! I gave them an evening off and they went out.
Holmes took a puff of pipe, and continued:
- Was there anything unusual happening lately?
- Yes - she admitted - I noticed that a few things have been disappearing, I just thought I lost them somewhere, but the earrings were too important to ignore.
- Do you have any enemies?
- No, not personally, but my father may. Not so long ago he confessed that someone had punctured his car tires!
I called Lestrade but he said it wasn't serious enough .
- Did you see anything going on around the house?
- Hmmm, about two weeks ago I heard my father bickering with somebody. When I asked him who the person was, he started shouting at me and hasn't spoken about it since then.
I called Lestrade but he said it wasn't serious enough .
- Did you see anything going on around the house?
- Hmmm, about two weeks ago I heard my father bickering with somebody. When I asked him who the person was, he started shouting at me and hasn't spoken about it since then.
- No, not personally, but my father may. Not so long ago he confessed that someone had punctured his car tires!
I called Lestrade but he said it wasn't serious enough .
- Did you see anything going on around the house?
- Hmmm, about two weeks ago I heard my father bickering with somebody. When I asked him who the person was, he started shouting at me and hasn't spoken about it since then.
I called Lestrade but he said it wasn't serious enough .
- Did you see anything going on around the house?
- Hmmm, about two weeks ago I heard my father bickering with somebody. When I asked him who the person was, he started shouting at me and hasn't spoken about it since then.
- Do you know who it was?
- No.. but he had a low voice...and strange accent.
- Alright, we can work with that. We will visit you tomorrow as we have some important work that has to be done and investigated. What do you think, Watson?
- I'm perfectly fine with that. - I replied.
- I agree and I hope you will find that person. Good afternoon. - Miss Delacour said while leaving the room.
- Good afternoon - me and Holmes answered.
- Shall we play a game of chess? - Holmes decided to change the topic.
- Great idea, indeed.
- No.. but he had a low voice...and strange accent.
- Alright, we can work with that. We will visit you tomorrow as we have some important work that has to be done and investigated. What do you think, Watson?
- I'm perfectly fine with that. - I replied.
- I agree and I hope you will find that person. Good afternoon. - Miss Delacour said while leaving the room.
- Good afternoon - me and Holmes answered.
- Shall we play a game of chess? - Holmes decided to change the topic.
- Great idea, indeed.
The rest of the day went by pretty smoothly.
The following morning we decided to pay a visit to the girl's mansion.
It was a building from the 18th century based on Luxborough Street, surrounded with a slightly over-grown garden.
The building itself was breath-taking, there were
spacious balconies and large windows, giving the interior a lot of the natural sunlight. Luxborough Street area was a really rich place. A lot of wealthy people lived here.
The following morning we decided to pay a visit to the girl's mansion.
It was a building from the 18th century based on Luxborough Street, surrounded with a slightly over-grown garden.
The building itself was breath-taking, there were
spacious balconies and large windows, giving the interior a lot of the natural sunlight. Luxborough Street area was a really rich place. A lot of wealthy people lived here.