Smokin’ & Drinkin’ in SCAN
Watson dropped in on Holmes, who waved him to an armchair, threw across his case of cigars, and indicated a spirit case and a gasogene in the corner. In the ensuing conversation, Holmes lit a cigarette, and threw himself down into an armchair. He then sent up a great blue triumphant cloud from his cigarette.
Holmes spent some time among the horsey men in Irene Adler’s neighborhood, enjoying their wonderful sympathy and freemasonry. He gave the ostlers a hand in rubbing down their horses, and received in exchange twopence, a glass of half and half, and two fills of shag tobacco.
Some cold beef and a glass of beer were Holmes’ lunch in the late afternoon.
In the Serpentine Avenue, several well-dressed young men were lounging up and down with cigars in their mouths.
Smokin’ & Drinkin’ in REDH
After the interview with the red-haired client, Watson asked Holmes: “What are you going to do, then?”
“To smoke,” he answered. “It is quite a three pipe problem, and I beg that you won’t speak to me for fifty minutes.” Holmes then curled himself up in his chair, with his thin knees drawn up to his hawk-like nose, and there he sat with his eyes closed and his black clay pipe thrusting out like the bill of some strange bird.
Following the midnight capture of the criminals, Holmes explained the case, as he and Watson sat over a glass of whisky and soda in Baker Street.
This case gives us valuable insight as to the duration of a pipe. It is sixteen minutes and forty seconds.
Smokin’ & Drinkin’ in IDEN
After the visit from Mary Sutherland, the client, Holmes took down from the rack the old and oily clay pipe, which was to him as a counsellor, and, having lit it, he leaned back in his chair, with the thick blue cloud-wreaths spinning up from him, and a look of infinite languor in his face. Watson departed then to attend a case, with Holmes still puffing at the black clay pipe.
Mr. Windibank, the client’s step-father, was a traveller in wines, and went to Bordeaux on business. He travelled for Westhouse & Marbank, the great claret importers of Fenchurch Street.
In modern times as well as in Holmes’ time, claret is red Bordeaux wine, although the term is less commonly used today. Claret is an English word, pronounced klar’ – et. Sometimes people believe it is a French word and mispronounce it clair – ay’. The term is derived from the French word clairet, which was a type of dark rose’ wine commonly produced in Bordeaux in the late middle ages.
The word claret has been relatively stable in its English meaning as a red wine of Bordeaux for the last 300 years or so. The term is not normally used in the USA, where names used for French wines are usually their region of origin as in France, or the principal grape variety used, which for claret is Cabernet Sauvignon.
Smokin’ & Drinkin’ in BOSC
Holmes and Watson met with Lestrade in a room of the Hereford Arms at the pretty little country-town of Ross. Holmes was in no hurry to get to the scene of the crime, as he had a caseful of cigarettes which needed smoking and believed the sofa was very much superior to the usual country hotel abomination.
After a careful crime-scene investigation, Holmes determined the murderer was a man who smoked Indian cigars, used a cigar-holder, and carried a blunt pen-knife in his pocket. Once again, Holmes’ knowledge of tobacco ashes was important to the case.
After dropping off the skeptical Lestrade, Holmes and Watson returned to their hotel, and after lunch, Holmes told Watson “just sit down in this chair and let me preach to you for a little, don’t know quite what to do, and I should value your advice. Light a cigar and let me expound.”
In the early 60’s Turner was a wild young chap in Australia, and had taken to drink.
Smokin’ & Drinkin’ in TWIS
Isa Whitney, brother of the late Elias Whitney, got into the habit of drenching his tobacco with laudanum, and became an opium addict. (Laudanum is tincture of opium, i.e., opium dissolved in alcohol. The same stuff as paregoric, except laudanum is a much stronger solution. Its main use is treatment of intractable diarrhea for the terminally ill.)
Watson visited the Bar of Gold in Upper Swandam Lane (a vile alley) and observed in the black shadows the opium smokers, with their little red circles of light in the bowls of the metal pipes. Holmes was also there and had a pipe, but was faking it.
After heading toward Lee driving a dog-cart, Holmes lit his pipe. Then at the client’s house that night, he sat upon five pillows and consumed an ounce of shag overnight while Watson slept.
Smokin’ & Drinkin’ in BLUE
Watson had called upon his friend Sherlock Holmes upon the second morning after Christmas, with the intention of wishing him the compliments of the season. Holmes was lounging upon the sofa in his purple dressing-gown, a pipe-rack within his reach.
Holmes and Watson had a beer at the Alpha Inn while on a goose-chase.
Holmes gave Ryder a dash of brandy (the universal palliative) to revive him when they were back at 221B.
Holmes held the stump of his old clay pipe tightly in his teeth, and the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath.
Ryder smoked a pipe in his sister’s back yard while pondering what to do with the carbuncle.
At the conclusion, Holmes reached up his hand for his clay pipe after letting Ryder go free.
Smokin’ & Drinkin’ in SPEC
Julia Stoner’s figure swayed to and fro like that of a drunkard after she had been bitten, though she had not been drinking.
During the course of events the “speckled band” sipped a little milk from a saucer, but there was no alcohol or tobacco in this one.
Smokin’ & Drinkin’ in ENGR
Watson’s new patient had an hysterical outburst, but presently he came to himself once more, very weary and pale-looking. Watson dashed some brandy into a glass of water, had him drink it, and the colour came back to the bloodless cheeks. The patient’s thumb had been chopped off.
The two then went to see Holmes and found him smoking his before-breakfast pipe, which was composed of all the plugs and dottles left from his smokes of the day before, all carefully dried and collected on the corner of the mantelpiece.
After a hearty breakfast of fresh rashers and eggs, Holmes settled the thumbless engineer upon the sofa, placed a pillow beneath his head, and laid a glass of brandy and water within his reach.
Smokin’ & Drinkin’ in NOBL
Holmes decided, after all the cross-questioning in the interview with his client, Lord St. Simon, to have a whisky and soda and a cigar.
Then Lestrade called, and Holmes directed him to an extra tumbler upon the sideboard, and cigars in the box. Lestrade seated himself and lit the cigar.
Holmes left to investigate, and sent back to Watson a quite epicurean little cold supper, which included couple of brace of cold woodcock, a pheasant, a pate de foie gras pie with a group of ancient and cobwebby bottles. The noble bachelor did not stick around to partake, but his “wife” and her husband evidently did, and explained their story.
A hotel bill showed the way. Eightpence for a glass of sherry indicated one of the pricier hotels in London and enabled Holmes to locate the person of interest.
Smokin’ & Drinkin’ in BERY
There was no drinkin’ or smokin’ in this one.
Smokin’ and Drinkin’ in COPP
With the tongs, Holmes took up a glowing cinder and lighted with it the long cherry-wood pipe which was wont to replace his clay when he was in a disputatious rather than a meditative mood.
Toller the servant was habitually into his cups; his condition varied from functional but smelling of drink, to a state of insensibility.
Neither Holmes nor Watson had a sip of anything.