Sherlock Holmes
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His rooms were brilliantly lit. Even as I looked up, I saw his tall, spare figure pass twice in a dark silhouette against the blind. He was pacing the room swiftly, eagerly with his head sunk upon his chest and his hands clasped behind him. |
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© J A Maidment, 2015 |