#silv

Sonic y Silver

The image of everyone just staring at a completely spaced-out Holmes waiting for him to get out of the carriage is so funny to me. Watson finally nudges him and he about jumps out of his skin and then looks at his audience of assembled (and impatient) murder investigators and goes “Oh, sorry guys. I was just daydreaming :)”

Colonel Ross has got to be wondering what the heck sort of detective they called in for this case.

Meanwhile Watson’s like “He must have found a clue. I can tell because his eyes are sparkly ❤️”

This story has so much to love:

Holmes showing off for Watson just because:

"We are going well,” said [Holmes], looking out the window and glancing at his watch. “Our rate at present is fifty-three and a half miles an hour.” “I have not observed the quarter-mile posts,” said I. “Nor have I. But the telegraph posts upon this line are sixty yards apart, and the calculation is a simple one."

Holmes being rude to a man who absolutely deserves it (I love it when he just downright refuses to shake hands with people he doesn't like):

[Holmes] turned upon his heel, disregarding the trembling hand which the other held out to him, and we set off for King’s Pyland. “A more perfect compound of the bully, coward, and sneak than Master Silas Brown I have seldom met with,” remarked Holmes as we trudged along together.

The little moments of friendship between Holmes and Watson really stand out in this one too, here's a handful of my favourites:

“I should be most happy to go down with you if I should not be in the way,” said I. “My dear Watson, you would confer a great favour upon me by coming."

[Holmes'] eyes were on the trail, but I happened to look a little to one side, and saw to my surprise the same tracks coming back again in the opposite direction. “One for you, Watson,” said Holmes, when I pointed it out. “You have saved us a long walk, which would have brought us back on our own traces."

I could see that Holmes was extremely pleased, for he chuckled and rubbed his hands together. “A long shot, Watson; a very long shot,” said he, pinching my arm.

Holmes also gets to prank just about everybody in this story in one way another, which is quite entertaining for both Holmes and the reader (if not the rest of the characters). Clive Merrison of the BBC radio adaptation does an excellent job of Holmes’ self-pleased, scheming voice when he’s up to something; it’s quite delightful.

And of course I love any story that gives Granada an excuse to let Jeremy near horses (the way you can hear him murmuring softly to reassure Silver Blaze when he sponges the dye off his face, my heart <3)

sloppy attempt at drawing Jeremy and Silver Blaze hidden under the cut so I don’t have to look at it unless I want to