Return to Baker Street
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It is the night of March 20, 1888. You are Dr. John Watson, returning from a medical call. Your path leads you down Baker Street, passing the well-remembered door that you once shared with your eccentric friend, Sherlock Holmes.
Looking up, you see the rooms are brilliantly lit. You see Holmes's tall, spare figure pass twice in a dark silhouette against the blind. He is pacing the room swiftly, eagerly, with his head sunk upon his chest.
To you, who know his every mood, the story is clear: He is at work again. He has risen out of his drug-created dreams and is hot upon the scent of some new problem.