I am sure I have said it before dear reader, and I know for certain I shall say it again in the future, but allow me to state it once more – I greatly enjoy the tales of Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson. Be they in the form of books, short stories, movies or even TV series, their adventures both old and new never fail to make my heart skip a beat.
With an introduction like that, it should not surprise you then that this week I am reviewing yet another book starring the famous fictional detective.
London, 1890. Art dealer Edmund Carstairs comes to Holmes saying he is being stalked. This someone has followed him from America and now terrorizes his home and business. It is when Mr. Carstairs home is broken in to and the thief later turns up dead that things seem to take a turn for the worse.
As they delve deeper in to the mystery of the motives behind Carstairs’ stalker, Holmes and Watson find themselves being pulled into an even larger conspiracy. One that is not isolated to the lowest levels of criminality, but spans from the highest levels of the government to the lowest levels of humanity. It is one that whispers to beware ‘the House of Silk’ and woe to those who do not listen.
Several weeks ago I reviewed Moriarty, the most recent Holmes’ novel by Anthony Horowitz. As it had been some time since I’d read this novel originally, I decided to go back and re-read it. And much like the last time, I absolutely devoured this book. If it weren’t for the fact that I had to do Real Life things like work, eat, and sleep, I’m sure I would have finished reading the novel in half the time.
Like with Moriarty, in The House of Silk, you can see why Horowitz was tapped by the Arthur Conan Doyle Estate to pen this tale. His writing is very reminiscent of the original stories Doyle wrote all those years ago. Told from the point of view of Dr. Watson, as all the stories were, the writing it tight and the action is fast paced. The various plot lines are woven together masterfully; what seems like some random happening early in the novel later on becomes a vital clue.
What at times seems like a jumble by the end makes complete and perfect sense. This seems to be a recurring theme with Holmes; the fact that we, like Dr. Watson, “You see, but do not observe”. It is a small piece of advice, but one that holds very true, especially within the pages of this novel.
I honestly hope Mr. Horowitz will continue to write Sherlock Holmes mysteries. He is one of the few authors I have found who truly seem to capture the voice of such a beloved character. I shall continue to check the shelves of my local library for his future works.