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Animal House…

from Dr J Watson to Sherlock Holmes Esq:

I’ve taken the liberty of summarising your comments on what I’d like to call “The Case of the Bed the was Nailed to the Floor” (unless you can come up with something more suitable). The events of last evening ran as thus: Sherlock Holmes and myself took the afternoon train from Paddington. Our arrival at the inn in late afternoon gave us the opportunity to peruse the grounds of the house before retiring to our room to lay in wait for the signal my colleague had spoken to the young lady about. As we waited for the appointed hour, I am ashamed to say Holmes beat me 21 games to 3 in our “chess tournament” and 14 games to 2 in “pocket billiards” (though I think this latter victory a little unfair, as my companion’s long and slender fingers gave him something of an advantage!)

When the signal came, we hurried outside and across the lawn, almost falling over one of Roylett’s baboon’s (which no doubt confirmed Holmes’ theory). Letting ourselves into Miss Stoner’s room, we ensconced ourselves into positions by which we could watch the proceedings.   I say watch – with little more than our own eyes to counter the darkness with, there was nothing to do but sit and wait, listening to the chimes of the town clock in the distance. At around 3.00am a light flickered near the ventilator above our heads – flickered, and just as quickly went out, but that instant was enough to give Sherlock Holmes the chance to strike the creature with his walking stick and send it slithering back up the bell pull into the adjoining room where the murderer (for that is what he was) Roylett, waited for his victim’s cry.   It was his own cry of pain and terror however, that came to our ears only seconds later, as the snake bit into his evil flesh, ending his vile antics, and indeed, his life.

My medical viewpoint aside, I believe the bounder got his just desserts and I would not expect Holmes to feel the slightest remorse at what he attributed to be his hand in Roylett’s unfortunate death.



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Posted by on August 30, 2014 in Detective Fiction


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Sussex Bound (with gun)…

from Sherlock Holmes Dr J Watson:

Be ready to depart presently – the old man is aware that we are interesting ourselves in his affairs – and slip your Eley’s No. 2 in to your pocket, John, as this is a case which could  very easily plunge us in to peril.   As you witnessed, Miss Stoner is a woman brought to the edge by the ever-present fear by which she is surrounded daily, thanks to that brute of a man, Roylett. If my suspicions are correct, this will be one of our most dangerous encounters yet, therefore I need you clear-headed and alert – therefore do not dally at Mrs Dipwick’s Establishment before showing up, ready for whatever may be thrown our way – baboons and cheetahs are one thing, Watson – fallen women are a step too far, in the present circumstances.

Your intimate friend and associate, SH.

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Posted by on August 22, 2014 in Detective Fiction


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