“Would she not have made an admirable queen? Is it not a pity that she was not on my level?”

“From what I have seen of the lady she seems indeed to be on a very different level to your Majesty,” said Holmes coldly.

—  Holmes’ perspective on Irene Adler compared with that of the King of Bohemia, A Scandal in Bohemia

A Scandal in Bohemia:

I was half-dragged up to the altar, and before I knew where I was I found myself mumbling responses which were whispered in my ear, and vouching for things of which I knew nothing, and generally assisting in the secure tying up of Irene Adler, spinster, to Godfrey Norton, bachelor. … The bride gave me a sovereign, and I mean to wear it on my watch-chain in memory of the occasion.

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I rose to go, but Holmes caught me by the wrist and pushed me back into my chair. “It is both, or none,” said he. “You may say before this gentleman anything which you may say to me.” A Scandal in Bohemia chpt.1

I’m sure someone’s already done a better list but it’s Christmas Eve and I am going to see my family now so I don’t really want to bother with finding it. So here are seven canon things real quick.

The Empty House:

I travelled for two years in Tibet, therefore, and amused myself by visiting Lhassa and spending some days with the head Llama.

The Six Napoleons:

You will remember, Watson, how the dreadful business of the Abernetty family was first brought to my notice by the depth which the parsley had sunk into the butter upon a hot day.

A Scandal in Bohemia:

From time to time I heard some vague account of his doings: of his summons to Odessa in the case of the Trepoff murder…

Charles Augustus Milverton:

 “Will call at 6.30—C.A.M.,” I read.

The Empty House:

Returning to France I spent some months in a research into the coal-tar derivatives, which I conducted in a laboratory at Montpelier, in the South of France. Having concluded this to my satisfaction, and learning that only one of my enemies was now left in London, I was about to return when my movements were hastened by the news of this very remarkable Park Lane Mystery…

(Okay, the map marking isn’t in “the South of France,” but France was Holmes’ last stop before coming home. Close enough to establish reference-via-trajectory, let’s say.)

The Yellow Face:

As we went I glanced back, and there was that yellow livid face watching us out of the upper window.

And finally, the roundabout reference…

The Sign of the Four:

There was nothing in it to suggest a clue,—some clothes, some books, and a considerable number of curiosities from the Andaman Islands. He had been one of the officers in charge of the convict-guard there.


A Scandal in Bohemia:

“Wedlock suits you,” he remarked. “I think, Watson, that you have put on seven and a half pounds since I saw you.”

“Seven!” I answered.

“Indeed, I should have thought a little more. Just a trifle more, I fancy, Watson. And in practice again, I observe. You did not tell me that you intended to go into harness.”

“Then, how do you know?”

“I see it, I deduce it. How do I know that you have been getting yourself very wet lately, and that you have a most clumsy and careless servant girl?”

“My dear Holmes,” said I, “this is too much. You would certainly have been burned, had you lived a few centuries ago. It is true that I had a country walk on Thursday and came home in a dreadful mess, but as I have changed my clothes I can’t imagine how you deduce it. As to Mary Jane, she is incorrigible, and my wife has given her notice, but there, again, I fail to see how you work it out.”

The inspiration for Jane, the Watsons’ incorrigible maid.