It may have been a comedy, or it may have been a tragedy. It cost one man his reason, it cost me a blood-letting, and it cost yet another man the penalties of the law. Yet there was certainly an element of comedy. Well, you shall judge for yourselves. I remember the date very well, for it was in the same month that Holmes refused a knighthood for services which may perhaps some day be described. I only refer to the matter in passing, for in my position of partner and confidant I am obliged to be particularly careful to avoid any indiscretion. I repeat, however, that this enables me to fix the date, which was the latter end of June, 1902, shortly after the conclusion of the South African War. Holmes had spent several days in bed, as was his habit from time to time, but he emerged that morning with a long foolscap document in his hand and a twinkle of amusement in his austere gray eyes. “There is a chance for you to make some money, friend Watson,” said he. “Have you ever heard the name of Garrideb?” I admitted that I had not
Sir Arthur Ignatius Conan Doyle was a Scottish writer and physician. He created the character Sherlock Holmes in 1887 for A Study in Scarlet, the first of four novels and fifty-six short stories about Holmes and Dr. Watson. The Sherlock Holmes stories are milestones in the field of crime fiction.
Doyle was a prolific writer. In addition to the Holmes stories, his works include fantasy and science fiction stories about Professor Challenger, and humorous stories about the Napoleonic soldier Brigadier Gerard, as well as plays, romances, poetry, non-fiction, and historical novels. One of Doyle's early short stories, "J. Habakuk Jephson's Statement" (1884), helped to popularise the mystery of the brigantine Mary Celeste, found drifting at sea with no crew member aboard.
Holmes receives a letter from a Nathan Garrideb, asking for help in a peculiar quest. He is looking for another man with his unusual surname, as it will gain him a $5,000,000 inheritance. He has been approached by John Garrideb of Kansas, who needs to find others with the same last name.
The American Garrideb comes to see Holmes and Watson at Baker Street, and is not pleased that Nathan Garrideb has involved a detective. Garrideb claims to be a lawyer, but spins a ridiculous story about Alexander Hamilton Garrideb, a millionaire land tycoon from Kansas, who bequeathed his $15,000,000 estate to John Garrideb on the condition that he locate two more Garridebs to equally share the money. Unable to find any in America, he has travelled to England, but has only found Nathan.
During the interview, Holmes detects many discrepancies in John Garrideb’s story, but decides not to confront him. Instead, Holmes’s visits Nathan Garrideb and discovers that he lives in a large house with a collection of very valuable artifacts – that would be at risk if he was lured away from home!
An unnecessarily complicated scam to remove an old recluse from his home in order to find a printing press hidden there by a counterfeiter. The best moment was witnessing Holmes’ concern and affection for Watson when he’s injured.
5 stars & 5/10 hearts. Oh, I love this story! To start off, it’s quite baffling and twisty, quite fascinating. Both Garridebs were interesting folk in their own ways—the smooth, anglicized American and the eccentric old scientist, so utterly different.
This is one of those stories where Holmes’ brainwork is quite stupendous and yet very simple, once he explains it. It also reveals his real character in a beautiful way. His friendship with Watson shows up so well.
In short, this is one of my favourite of the Homes stories. <3
Content: By the Lord (x2).
A Favourite Quote: So at last we get a link, you see.” “And the next link?” “Well, we must go now and look for that.” A Favourite Beautiful Quote: It was twilight of a lovely spring evening, and even Little Ryder Street, one of the smaller offshoots from the Edgware Road, within a stone-cast of old Tyburn Tree of evil memory, looked golden and wonderful in the slanting rays of the setting sun. A Favourite Humorous Quote: [He] had indeed done great service and caused several worthy C. I. D. men to sleep the sounder, for the counterfeiter stands in a class by himself as a public danger. They would willingly have subscribed to that soup-plate medal of which the criminal had spoken, but an unappreciative bench took a less favourable view, and [he] returned to those shades from which he had just emerged.
This is a very good adventure of Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson. It concerns a old gentleman with the odd sir name of "Garrideb". He is very prowd of his name and is on a life quest to find two more people with the same name. Here is where the con comes in by an other man who claims to be a Garrideb, and claims to have found an other Garrideb. I recommend this to all.
Like so many others, I thought that this short story was quite average Sherlock Holmes story in general.
Except for one, very crucial thing - the bit where John is shot.
Then my friend’s wiry arms were round me, and he was leading me to a chair. “You’re not hurt, Watson? For God’s sake, say that you are not hurt!” It was worth a wound–it was worth many wounds–to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain. All my years of humble but single-minded service culminated in that moment of revelation. “It’s nothing, Holmes. It’s a mere scratch.” He had ripped up my trousers with his pocket-knife. “You are right,” he cried with an immense sigh of relief. “It is quite superficial.” His face set like flint as he glared at our prisoner, who was sitting up with a dazed face. “By the Lord, it is as well for you. If you had killed Watson, you would not have got out of this room alive.”
Needless to say, this became my favourite Sherlock Holmes story in a flash.
Makes for a good read but the mystery isn't very gripping. at the start it was even slightly comical as Watson himself states. Gave 4 stars just for this particular exchange which shows how deep the friendship between Holmes and Watson runs.
“You’re not hurt, Watson? For God’s sake, say that you are not hurt!”
It was worth a wound — it was worth many wounds — to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain. All my years of humble but single-minded service culminated in that moment of revelation.
“It’s nothing, Holmes. It’s a mere scratch.”
after this comes the best part, Sherlock turns to the bad guy and says
"By the Lord, it is as well for you. If you had killed Watson, you would not have got out of this room alive.”
I can keep reading and re-reading this story how many ever times, just for this part!
It was worth a wound–it was worth many wounds–to know the depth of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask. The clear, hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time I caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain. All my years of humble but single-minded service culminated in that moment of revelation.
Needless to say, this has become my favorite Sherlock short story to date.
This is much more similar to the earlier Sherlock Holmes stories of villains using puzzling schemes in order to accomplish their nefarious plans. Fans of the Holmes and Watson friendship will especially enjoy the ending of this tale.
اسم الكتاب: مغامرة ثلاثة رجال يحملون اللقب جاريديب – The Adventure of the Three Garridebs اسم المؤلف: آرثر كونان دويل - Arthur Conan Doyle عدد الصفحات: 24 صفحة
~ مختصر الرواية،، السيد جون جاريديب مستشار قانوي يتوجة لمحققنا العتيد هولمز و د.واتسون ويروي له هذه الحادثة: السيد ألكسندر هاميلتون جاريديب أمريكي من ولاية كنساس كون ثروة من مجال العقارات لم يكن لديه أقارب كان فخوراً بشكل غريب بإسمه، وهو ما جمعهما عندما كان يدرس القانون حيث كان مستمتعاً للغاية بمقابلة شخص آخر يحمل الأسم ذاته، وكان عازماً على معرفة ما إذا كان هناك أكثر من شخص يحمل الاسم جاريديب في العالم، بل وحثه علىى البحث، ولكن لكثرة مشاغله لا يستطيع السفر للبحث. مات بعد عام من هذا الحديث و ترك وصية و قسمت أملاكه إلى ثلاثة أقسام وله قسمٌ منها ولكن بشرط : أن يجد شخصين آخرين يدعيان جاريديب كي يقتسمو الممتلكات، وبعد بحث دقيق لم يجد أحد بهذا الاسم في الولايات لذا اتى إلى هذا البلد القديم حيث وجد الاسم في دليل الهاتف فوجده رجلاً وحيداً أيضا و لا يزال ينقصنا شخص واحد، لذا يطلب مساعدة هولمز. بعد مغادرته يعلم هولمز بأن الرجل محتال ويحاول الخداع، فما هي دوافعه وراء هذا البحث الامنطقي عن رجال آخرين؟ يهاتف هولمز الى ناثان جاريديب ليخبره بأنه لا يعرف الرجل الأمريكي إلا من يومين فيحدد هولمز موعد السادسة مساءاً لزيارته، ولكن لا داعي لوجود الأمريكي باللقاء. ولكنه يحضر بكل أحوال إلى منزل ناثان وهو يعلن بأنه وجد هوارد جاريديب الرجل الثالث من برمنجهام ، لذا فإنهم أصبحو 3 لذا يطلب من هولمز لملاقاته كونه بريطاني أيضا. يجري هولمز تحقيقاً ليكتشف في ملفات اسكوتلنديارد إن جون هو بالأصل القاتل المعروف إيفانز، واسمه الحقيقي جيمس وينتر مولود في شيكاغو، ولديه تاريخ حافل بالجريمة بالبلدين. في الرابعة يتوجه هولمز و واتسون لشقة ناثان، وهناك في الغرفة المظلمة يجد الأمريكي، والذي يسارع بإطلاق النار ليصير د.واتسون، يفتح باباً داخل القبو وبه آله طباعة ومعدات للتزوير، وهكذا يتم اخبار الاسكتلنديارد ليعود إيفانز للسجون مرة أخرى.
~ مراجعتي ،، قصة أقل تشويقاً عن المعتاد ولكنها جيدة بكل الأحوال.
~اقتباسات ،،
1- " أحياناً يكون الهجوم المباشر هو أفضل سياسة" ~ هولمز
This was very good. It engages the readers in its story very brilliantly, thought the ending becomes somewhat predictable but not competently obvious. So it was really very good...i like it.:-D
“It was worth a wound - it was worth many wounds - to know the depts of loyalty and love which lay behind that cold mask, the clear hard eyes were dimmed for a moment, and the firm lips were shaking. For the one and only time i caught a glimpse of a great heart as well as of a great brain.”
😭😭😭😭 ABSOLUTE CINEMA I LOVE THIS FRIENDSHIP SO BAD
"I didn't mind the wound -I wouldn't have minded many wounds- because if I hadn't been hurt, I would have never known the loyalty and love that Holmes felt for me, feelings which he almost always hid beneath his unemotional expressions and manners." - Watson
I really touched when Dr. Watson said when he saw how Holmes was carrying about him, " I suddenly realized that Holmes had a great heart as well as a great mind. That moment of realization was my reward for years of service". I love their friendship ❤️
Esta es la historia en donde Holmes muestra su cariño a Watson; a pesar de siempre ser frío y distante, muestra que tiene un gran corazón así como una gran mente.
This one, the sixth tale in The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes, is one of those late stories where the machinery of plot seems secondary to the emotional resonance between Holmes and Watson.
When I first read it in 1997, a year after finishing school boards, it struck me as odd but diverting, with a scheme that seemed more fanciful than threatening.
Returning to it recently in an audio version, though, I was reminded how it is not the trickery of names or counterfeit plates that lodges in the memory, but the piercing moment when Holmes’s façade breaks and his devotion to Watson shines through.
The premise is eccentric enough to feel like a parody of the canon. A man named Garrideb arrives at Baker Street with a fantastic tale: an American millionaire has left a vast inheritance to be divided among three men bearing the surname Garrideb. So far, only two have been identified. If a third can be found, each will be rich beyond measure. One can imagine Holmes arching his eyebrows at the sheer implausibility of it all. The scheme reeks of contrivance, and Doyle has some fun presenting it as though it might be just another curious puzzle in the long annals of Baker Street.
However, almost immediately the air of whimsy gives way to something darker. The supposed Garrideb is in truth an American swindler, using the pretext of the inheritance to gain entry into the home of a reclusive collector, Nathan Garrideb. His true aim is not to share in a fortune but to recover printing plates from an earlier life of crime.
The whole elaborate search for namesakes is nothing more than a smokescreen for burglary. It is, in many ways, one of the least subtle plots in the canon, and yet Doyle frames it with enough theatrical flair to keep the reader curious.
What elevates the tale above its mechanics is not the fraud itself but the moment when violence intrudes. In the confrontation with the criminal, Watson is struck by a bullet in the leg. The injury is not fatal, but in the split second when Holmes believes his friend may be dying, the mask of the great detective shatters. Watson records the scene with characteristic understatement, yet the force of it lingers: Holmes’s voice, usually so measured, breaking into a cry; his face turning pale; his hands trembling.
For once, deduction vanishes, and what remains is raw fear of loss. “You’re not hurt, Watson? For God’s sake, say that you are not hurt!” These words, almost desperate, cut through the cool brilliance of a hundred previous adventures.
Hearing this moment performed in audio only amplifies its effect. Where on the page one registers the surprise of Holmes’s outburst, in sound it becomes a near-plea, a crack in the armour of a man who has built his life on restraint. It is one of the very few times Doyle allows Holmes’s emotional life to surface, and it transforms what might otherwise be a minor late story into one of the most poignant in the entire canon.
When I first encountered it in 1997, the odd inheritance plot seemed like a curiosity, one of those Casebook tales less polished than the earlier masterpieces.
But even then, Holmes’s tenderness in that moment struck me as something different, something final.
Rereading and hearing it again now, I see it as Doyle’s gift to his readers, a reminder that the heart of these stories was never only the cleverness of deduction, but the friendship that bound Holmes and Watson together across decades.
The case of the Garridebs is quickly forgotten; the sight of Holmes shaken by the thought of losing Watson never is.
In the end, that is what makes this story endure. It is not about counterfeiters or fabricated legacies, but about the one true legacy of the Holmes canon: loyalty, affection, and the rare glimpse of a heart beneath the cold mask of reason.
في “مغامرة ثلاثة رجال يحملون اللقب جاريديب”، يقدم آرثر كونان دويل قصة تدور حول خدعة ذكية تنطوي على خداع لغوي واستغلال الطمع البشري. وكالعادة، يقودنا شيرلوك هولمز إلى قلب اللغز بخطى ثابتة وتحليل دقيق، غير أن القصة نفسها لا تحمل الإثارة التي تتميز بها مغامراته الأعقد.
تبدأ الحكاية برسالة غريبة تصل إلى أحد الرجال تحمل وعدًا بثروة ضخمة إن تمكّن من العثور على رجلين آخرين يشتركان معه في لقب “جاريديب”. الفكرة غريبة بما يكفي لجذب الانتباه، ولكنها تُبنى تدريجيًا دون تصعيد درامي حقيقي. ومع تطور الأحداث، يظهر بوضوح أن القصة تعتمد على الاحتيال أكثر من الجريمة العنيفة، وهو ما يُضعف توتر الحبكة ويجعل النهاية أقرب إلى التوضيح المنطقي منها إلى الكشف المذهل.
هولمز، بشخصيته الهادئة وذهنه الحاد، يمنح القصة عمقًا في التحليل، لكن الشخصية المقابلة – الدكتور واتسون – تأخذ دورًا أكثر شعورًا وإنسانية هذه المرة، خاصة في أحد المشاهد المؤثرة القليلة التي تكشف عن العلاقة الإنسانية التي تربط بينه وبين هولمز.
المغامرة لطيفة وسهلة القراءة، ولكنها لا ترتقي لمستوى المغامرات الكبرى في عالم شيرلوك هولمز. تبقى أقرب إلى تمرين ذهني مسلٍ أكثر من كونها تجربة أدبية مبهرة.
In The Adventure of the Three Garridebs, Arthur Conan Doyle presents a tale centered around a clever con involving linguistic trickery and the exploitation of human greed. As always, Sherlock Holmes leads us to the heart of the mystery with steady steps and sharp analysis, though the story itself lacks the suspense found in some of his more intricate adventures.
The narrative begins with a strange letter sent to a man, promising him a massive inheritance—provided he can find two other men who share his unusual surname, “Garrideb.” The premise is peculiar enough to pique interest, but it develops gradually without any real dramatic escalation. As the events unfold, it becomes increasingly clear that the story relies more on deception than violent crime, which softens the tension of the plot and makes the conclusion feel more like a logical explanation than a stunning revelation.
Holmes, with his calm demeanor and sharp intellect, lends the story analytical depth. However, it’s Dr. Watson who provides the more emotional and human aspect this time, particularly in one of the few touching scenes that highlights the bond between the two characters.
This adventure is pleasant and easy to read, but it does not quite reach the heights of Holmes’ more celebrated cases. It remains closer to a clever mental exercise than a truly striking literary experience.
La historia queda en segundo plano porque EL AMOR, lean este fragmento por favor:
"Era peor la herida… eran peor muchas heridas… que saber la profundidad de lealtad y amor que yacía detrás de esa fría máscara. Los ojos severos y claros se apagaron por un momento, y los firmes labios se agitaron. Por una única vez alcancé a ver un gran corazón tan bien como un gran cerebro. Todos mis años de humildad así como de servicio fiel culminaron en ese momento de revelación." (Es Watson hablando de Sherlock preocupado por él, en caso de que no lo entendieran).
Qué hermoso, la amistad, romance o lo que sea que tienen estos dos hombres me tiene maravillada, los adoro con toda mi alma y momentos así me dan la vida.
La historia trata sobre una supuesta herencia que corresponde a tres Garridebs que viven en lugares random del mundo, uno de ellos va a pedir ayuda a Holmes para localizar al tercero y poder repartir la herencia. Aparentemente el caso se resuelve con facilidad, pero Sherlock ve irregularidades, por lo que terminan escondidos en la oscuridad (Watson y Sherlock) y... pues se resuelve el caso. En fin, el final no me encantó, porque la gente que hiere a las personas que amo merecen acabar mal, pero bueno...
Spoiler: Los tres Garribeds eran un invento de 'el asesino Evans' (quien al inicio se hizo pasar por un Garribed) porque se quería deshacer del otro Garribed para lavar dinero en su propiedad lol. Le disparó a Watson cuando salieron de su escondite en las sombras, y al final el tipo "regresó a las sombras de la cuales había emergido".