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“A Case of Identity” is framed around a conversation between Holmes and Watson about the bizarreness of everyday life, its impenetrable curiosity, and the supremacy of reason as a key to navigating the world: “Life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of man could invent,” says Holmes (225). This statement about life’s strangeness operates as a springboard. It sets up the genre of the story readers are about to embark upon, as this case of disguises and typewritten love letters and false trips to France is definitely a strange one.
However, the statement also announces Holmes’s complexity, in terms of not only temperament but intellectual disposition. Though he largely embodies rationalism, his assertion about the strangeness of life—that its mystery extends the grasp or invention of the mind—undermines that rationalism. Moreover, just as he blends the seemingly contradictory elements of mystery and rationalism, he unites two other opposite realities: inductive and deductive reasoning. While famous for deduction, Holmes more often uses induction. In other words, instead of beginning with hypotheses and testing them against observation, he often begins with observation and arrives at conclusions.
Holmes’s remark about strangeness establishes the very premise of inductive logic: Induction, unlike deduction, begins not with hypothesis but with observation. Precisely because life is stranger than anything humanly conceivable, guesses cannot be made before accumulating data; observation must precede conclusion.
It is Watson who first fumbles with reason. He cites a newspaper headline about spousal abuse and presumes to summarize the situation from his storehouse of previous experience. In a sense, he has a preconceived explanatory narrative for the world in general (i.e., a prematurely embraced hypothesis) and assumes it applies to the specific situation of the news story. This resembles but ultimately differs from deductive reasoning, which does not assume but tests. However, Holmes knows the news story and razes Watson’s guesswork, symbolizing the superiority of his own meticulous methods. Holmes’s inductive method involves hearing all the details, collecting evidence, and asking questions—then comes the time for hypothesizing and verification. That is why the first half of the story consists entirely of dialogue; Holmes learns from Miss Sutherland all the evidence for the case.
Nevertheless, Holmes also indirectly uses a kind of deduction. For example, early in the story, he says to Watson, “[I]t is usually in unimportant matters that there is a field for the observation, and for the quick analysis of cause and effect which gives the charm to an investigation” (226). This is a kind of hypothesis that needs corroboration. And, as the story unfolds, that hypothesis is tested and corroborated (though “charm” isn’t exactly empirical). In playing with both inductive and deductive reasoning, Holmes presents a complex image of the intellect.
Holmes’s attention to detail, which he tries to teach Watson, is a mode of thinking—a lifestyle of the mind—that transcends its application to criminology. This story champions the idea that perfected, multifaceted independent thought is superior to socially prescribed methods of solution. Police assistance is absent from the story; Holmes solves this one on his own, setting a precedent for self-reliance and discipline in facing the world and its injustice. As Holmes teaches Watson, so Conan Doyle attempts to teach readers that everyone is a detective in some regard. Readers are called upon to notice the details in any of a hundred given circumstances and solve life’s perplexing questions with careful thought and analysis.
Nothing is as it seems in this story. This is the opening premise that Holmes communicates to Watson. It is a world in which “there is nothing so unnatural as the commonplace” (225). For the one who takes things for granted and oversimplifies the world, incorrect thinking will not only lead to a wrong solution but produce a criminal world in which culprits go free.
Watson, as the story’s narrator, is the character closest to the reader. The first problem he faces is his own failure to discern the necessary details from Miss Sutherland’s appearance. Watson, when prompted by Holmes to analyze their guest’s clothing, makes only cursory observations of color and style: “You did not know where to look,” Holmes says, “and so you missed all that was important” (232). This is a deceptive truth about life: What appears to be most significant—because it is most obvious—is actually the incorrect place to look. Holmes divulges that he always looks first at a person’s sleeves, which may hold clues to the person’s line of work. Useful details, like ink stains and torn thread, are present but are concealed beneath the commonplace.
Windibank also is not what he seems. The title itself, “A Case of Identity,” suggests this. The conclusive discovery for Holmes, Watson, and Miss Sutherland is the identity of Hosmer Angel. Only through careful attention and critical analysis does Holmes infer Windibank’s dual identity; this reveals once again that one ought never take things for granted.
People are complex enough to warrant close inspection—not of the obvious but of the subliminal—and oftentimes, the discovery is that identity is multilayered. Holmes himself is a multifaceted personality whose stand against injustice juxtaposes his seeming indifference at the end of the story when Windibank goes free. The Holmes who promises Miss Sutherland to solve her case is the same man who laughs and, in fact, never tells her about her missing lover’s true identity. Conan Doyle suggests there is also more to Holmes than the average onlooker would assume.
A central component of nearly every Sherlock Holmes story is crime; nearly every case Holmes faces involves an injustice of some sort. “A Case of Identity,” though it is complex, is no exception. The crimes here include lying, embezzlement, and abuse (not to mention general cruelty of character). Holmes discovers all, and in the end he even traps the perpetrator inside the Baker Street apartment; however, because none of these offenses is actionable in a court of law, Holmes must and does allow Windibank to escape. Miss Sutherland, the victim of these injustices, is not even told the truth behind what happened. This isn’t the conventionally satisfying closure of mystery stories (though Holmes does find satisfaction in it). If Holmes’s methods of induction and analysis are so superior that they consistently uncover criminal conspiracies, the question remains why the guilty party is not appropriately punished here. The answer rests in an overarching theme throughout the Holmes canon.
In the post-Industrial, Late Victorian world of modernity, crime becomes much trickier to pin down. Technological instruments for good (like the typewriter) may also be used for evil, and each new invention affords the imaginative lawbreaker an innovation toward malevolence. It takes creativity and relentless vigilance to keep up with the developing world, both of positive progress and increasingly sinister decline. Holmes studies the latest machines not out of optimism in human mastery but to subdue the simultaneous upsurge in corruption and depravity.
While this is a bleak depiction of cultural myths about Western progress, Conan Doyle juxtaposes it with the simple goodness of individual rationalism; in Holmes’s apartment, the reigning force is independent thought and reason. Outside, the world may be scary and unjust; in fact, Windibank is only free from reprisal once he escapes Baker Street, but as long as readers stay with Holmes, it is suggested, there is safety. The mechanized modern world still cannot outdo the ingenuity of the intellect, and a person can still arrive at truth without the help of the courts or the police. Nevertheless, Conan Doyle conveys the point to readers: In this modern industrial metropolis, it is easier for criminals to disguise themselves and escape their day in court, and only through careful logical analysis can one hope to stand against the social trends toward injustice. If one can only find a quiet place to sit and think for oneself, all life’s mysteries may be solved
By Arthur Conan Doyle