Sign of four quotes

'…scarred with innumerable puncture-marks.' Ch1, p.1

'He thrust the sharp point home.' Ch1, p.1

'Custom had not reconciled my mind.' Ch1, p.1

‘…there still remains the cocaine-bottle.’ Ch12, p.127

'…scarred with innumerable puncture-marks.' Ch1, p.1

'Long, white, nervous fingers.' Ch1. p.1

'Clear-cut, hawk-life features.' Ch2, p.11

'Wonderfully penetrating and questioning eyes.' Ch3, p.19

‘My mind rebels at stagnation.’ Ch1, p.2

‘Give me problems, give me work.’ Ch1, p.2

‘I abhor the dull routine of existence.’ Ch1, p.2

‘State your case,’ said he in brisk business tones.' Ch2, p.11

'Holmes rubbed his hands, and his eyes glistened.' Ch2, p.10

‘You really are an automaton – a calculating machine.’ Ch2, p.14

‘A client to me is a mere unit, a factor in a problem.’ Ch2, p.14

'He was bright…in excellent spirits, a mood which in his case alternated with fits of the blackest depression.' Ch3, p.16

'I could see by his drawn brow and his vacant eye that he was thinking intently.' Ch3, p.18

'Holmes was the first to spring to his feet.' Ch4, p.30

'Sherlock Holmes took the lamp and led the way.' Ch5, p.37

‘Come into the house,’ said Holmes in his crisp, firm way.' Ch5, p.82

'His face was dark and troubled.' Ch9, p.74

‘Women are never to be entirely trusted.’ Ch9, p.74

'He looked worn.' Ch9, p.76

‘This infernal problem is consuming me.’ Ch9 p.76

'I found Holmes dejected and somewhat morose.' Ch9, p,77

'Up to the small hours…I could hear the clinking of his test tubes.' Ch9, p.77

'I had never known him to be wrong.' Ch9, p.79

'He was likely…to fall into error through the over-refinement of his logic.' Ch9, p.79

‘I never saw the case yet that he could not throw a light upon.’ Ch9, p.80 Jones on Holmes.

‘You are welcome to all the official credit.’ Ch9, p.82

‘You are master of the situation.’ Ch9, p.84 Jones to Holmes.

'His bright humour marked the reaction from his black depression of the preceding days.' Ch10, p.85

‘I gave my mind a thorough rest by plunging into chemical analysis.’ Ch10, p.86

'Holmes smiled…shrugged his shoulders.' Ch10, p.94

‘Love is an emotional thing…opposed to that true cold reason which I place above all things.’ Ch12, p.126

‘I should never marry myself.’ Ch12, p.126

‘Detection is…an exact science.’ Ch1, p.3

‘Eliminate all other factors, and the one which remains must be the truth.’ Ch1, p.6

‘No, no: I never guess. It is a shocking habit – destructive to the logical faculty.’ Ch1, p.8

'So swift, silent, and furtive were his movements, like those of a trained bloodhound picking out a scent.' Ch6, p.44

‘I…inquired at all the yards.’ Ch10, p.88

‘My dear doctor…’ Ch1, p.7

'He smiled at my vehemence.' Ch1, p.2

‘My dear Watson, try a little analysis yourself,’ said he with a touch of impatience. Ch6, p.44

‘You know my methods. Apply them.’ Ch6, p.44

‘On Mrs Cecil Forrester?’ asked Holmes with the twinkle of a smile in his eyes. Ch9, p.74

‘Can I rely upon you?’ Ch9, p.78

'…my friend Sherlock Holmes.' Ch11, p.99

‘I feared as much…I really cannot congratulate you.’ Ch12, p.125