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 at the pleasure of meeting once more a noble friend; is; to say the least; a little perplexing。'
 Holmes drew deeply upon his cigarette and blew out a plume of light blue smoke。 'It is a singular business and no mistake。'
 Pooley and Omally; who had been shaking their heads in disbelief and generally making with the rumbles of suspicion; gave the thing up and slumped in their seats sipping liquor。
 'It all truly began;' said Holmes; 'one foggy November night back in Eighteen…ninety。 The previous month had been a successful one for me; having solved the remarkable case of the Naval Treaty and been more than adequately rewarded by Lord Holdhurst。 I was experiencing a brief period of inactivity and as you will recall; such spells are no good to me。 My soul as ever ached for the thrill of the chase; the challenge of pitting one's wits against some diabolic adversary; the blood coursing through the temples; the rushing of。。。'
 'Quite so;' said Professor Slobe。 'Your enthusiasm for your work is well…recorded。 Upon this particular evening; however?'
 'Yes; well; Watson and I had; I recall; just partaken of one of Mrs Hudson's most palatable tables of roast beef; and were setting towards consuming the last of a fine bottle of Vamberry's Port; when there came a violent knocking upon our chambers' door。'
 'Probably the raven;' said Omally sarcastically。
 'Do you mind?' said Professor Slobe。
 Holmes continued。 'I had heard no rappings upon the front door and knowing that Mrs Hudson was below in the kitchen was put immediately upon my guard。 I had many enemies at that time you must understand。 I counselled Watson to open the door whilst I remained at my chair; my revolver upon my knee; covered with a napkin。'
 'Exciting so far isn't it?' said Pooley; yawning loudly。
 'Riveting;' said Omally。
 Holmes continued once more。 'The two figures who revealed themselves upon the door's opening were quite unlike any I have before encountered。 I pride myself that I can accurately deduce the background and occupations of any man set before me; but those two left me baffled。 They were tall and angular with almond…shaped eyes and oriental features。 When they spoke I found their accents totally alien。 Watson permitted them ingress into our rooms and although they refused both food and drink; saying that such were impossible for them; what they had to say was precise and to the point。 They had e from the future; they said; naming a year well in advance of this。 The world they came from was vastly different from that I inhabited; but they were adamant in offering few details。 They were perplexed by a problem of utmost import which required the deductive reasoning of a mind their century did not possess。 They had read in their history books of my humble exploits and felt I was the man to tackle the task。 Was I willing?
 'As you can imagine; I was more than doubtful and demanded some proof of their claims。 What they showed me was more than adequate to convince me that they told no lie。'
 'So what are you doing here?' asked Professor Slobe。 'You should surely be away into the future by now。'
 'No;' said Holmes。 'You must understand that their sophisticated equipment enabled them to traverse the fields of time in an instant; but it was not possible for them to take a being from the past forward into the future with them。 I would have simply crumbled to dust upon my arrival。 They were more subtle than this。 They arranged for a secret place to be built for me where I might be placed in suspended animation。 They would then travel forward in their time…eliminating conveyance; and unearth and resuscitate me almost on the instant。'
 'Ingenious;' said the Professor; turning towards Soap Distant。
 'How was I to know?' plained Soap。
 'Well;' said the Professor; 'simply consider this a pleasurable stop off along your journey。'
 'I think not;' said Holmes。 'Mr Distant here has broken the seal and disabled the means of my travel through time。 Unless you happen to know of someone who can reset the apparatus; I would appear to be trapped。'
 Professor Slobe scratched at his head。 'That might present some problems;' said he。 'Although there is always the thought that your visitors are already in the far future discovering your loss and even now are setting back to search for you。'
 'Such is; of course; the case; but they might search for a century and not find me。'
 'What a load of old rubbish;' said Omally suddenly rising from his seat。 'e; Jim; let us away to our beds。'
 Pooley climbed to his feet。 'Be fair; Professor;' said he。 'This is all a bit too much over the top。 I know that the world is always ready and waiting for one more Sherlock Holmes story; but this is pushing credibility to the very limit。'
 'Do you doubt who I am?' Holmes rose to his full height and stood glaring at the deuce of Thomases。
 'Be fair;' said Pooley; 'this is very far…fetched。 You are at the very least extremely fictional in nature。'
 'I am as fictional as you;' said Sherlock Holmes。
 'Ha;' said Pooley。 'If you are the legendary doyen of detectives; answer me some questions。'
 'Proceed。'
 'All right then; what are the thirty…nine steps?'
 'Wrong story;' said John Omally。
 'Ah; well。。。 In The Red…Headed League how did you know Vincent Spaulding was actually John Clay the murderer; thief; forger; and smasher?'
 'By the white splash of acid on his forehead and his pierced ears。'
 'Who lost his hat and his goose in The Blue Carbunkle?'
 'Henry Baker。'
 'What was the Musgrave Ritual?'
 'Who was it? He who is gone。 Who shall have it? He who will e。 What is the month? Sixth from the first。 Where is the sun? Over the oak。 What was the shadow?。。。'
 'Right; right; under the elm; we know。'
 'Who was the Norwood Builder?' Jim asked。
 'JonasOldacre。'
 'And the Three Students?'
 'Gilchrist; Danlat Ras and Miles McLaren。'
 'And the plumber engaged to Charles Augustus Milverton's housemaid?'
 'Myself;' said Holmes。
 'Well you could have read them。 I always believed that Holmes really did go over the Riechenbach Falls with Professor Moriarty。 Those later stories were the work of a stand…in; I thought。'
 'Bravo;' said Holmes。 'You are; of course; correct。 You must understand that a certain amount of subterfuge was necessary to cover my disappearance。 My exploits were chronicled by Doctor Watson; through an arrangement we had with a Mr Conan Doyle。 I left it to him to continue with the stories after my supposed death。'
 'Hang on;' said Pooley。 'Not that I can make any sense at all out of this; but if you went below under the pretence of dying in the Riechenbach Falls how could you possibly know about the Norwood Builder and the Three Students。 That was four years later in The Return of Sherlock Holmes。'
 'Ah;' said that man。
 'Ah; indeed;' said Professor Slobe。 'And Mil…verton's plumber?'
 'Detective's license?' Holmes suggested。
 'I give up;' said John Omally。
 'Me also;' said Jim。
 
 10
 An inexpensive veneer of sunlight was thinly varnishing the rooftops of Brentford as Norman Hartnell took up the bundle of daily papers from his doorstep and hefted them on to his counter。
 The early morning was always Norman's favourite time of the day。 The nights were hell; for whilst his body slept upon its Hartnell Mark II Hydrocosipit; his brain went on the rampage; plotting; planning; and formulating; driving him on and on towards more preposterous and unattainable goals。 But in the early mornings he could find just a little peace。 He could peruse the daily papers as he numbered them up for delivery。 He was in the privileged position of ever being the first in the parish to know the news。
 On this particular morning; after a very rough night with his capricious cerebellum; Norman sliced away the twine bindings of the paper bundle with his reproduction Sword of Boda paper knife; eager to see what the rest of the world had been up to。 As he tore the brown paper covering aside and delved into the top copy a singularly interesting piece met his eye; almost as if it had been simply waiting there to do so:
 GOVERNMENT GIVES RIGHT…HAND PLAN THE THUMBS UP; he read。
 An all…party…sitting last night gave the Lateinos and Romiit

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