The Veiled Lodger: Second Faces

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Canon: The Adventure of the Veiled Lodger (VEIL)
Title: Second Faces
Author: ennui_enigma
Rating: G
Warnings: none
A/N: What if a man with a talent for twisting his face turned over a new leaf and instead, helped untwist one? Unburdening her heart to Watson and Holmes was healing to her spirit but what if there was more to the story of Eugenia Ronder’s return of the Prussic Acid?

Dear Watson,

How can I thank you for your referral! His skill in facial transformation is unparalleled! I cannot imagine why I never heard of him before. With his expertise in disguise, public outings no longer create cries of horror. Such freedom! St. Claire is a genius! I have sent Holmes a small vial as proof of my new happiness.

Discussion Post: The Veiled Lodger

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Happy Sunday, all! Let's talk canon and let's talk The Veiled Lodger -- the shortest story of all 60 by word count. What did you think of it? As always, I've written up a few of my own random thoughts and questions. Please add your own!

- This is a very strange case. In fact, can it even really be called a case at all? There is barely a mystery and no detection to speak of whatsoever for the master detective. Why do you think Watson chose to tell this particular story of "terrible human [tragedy]"?

- Speaking of Watson, how is it he forgot all about this case from when they investigated it earlier? A circus lion gets loose, mauls a man to death and tears a woman's face off, he and Holmes investigate, and yet the thing that finally sparks his memory is the "thin yellow-haired man"?

- "There is the long row of year-books which fill a shelf and there are the dispatch-cases filled with documents, a perfect quarry for the student not only of crime but of the social and official scandals of the late Victorian era." -- Our favorite biographer has quite a trove. Wouldn't you love to get your hands on his notes? What happened to them in the end, do you think?

- A cormorant is a diving bird, and they have been trained for over a thousand years in Asia to dive for fish on command. A ring around the bird's neck keeps the fish from being swallowed. What was the cormorant fishing for in the case of the politician and the lighthouse?

- Curious random research find: Watson can smell the almondy scent of the Prussic acid (or hydrogen cyanide) thanks to a genetic trait he possesses. Not everyone has the ability.

The Adventure of the Veiled Lodger: Hunter's Blind

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Author: methylviolet10b
Rating: PG
Character(s): Sherlock Holmes, John Watson
Summary: A case that isn't - at least not on paper.
Warnings: Very vague references to VEIL.
Word Count: 60
Author's Notes: 60 words of my own inspired by one of the canon stories.
Disclaimer: I don't own them.

VEIL -- The Adventure of the Veiled Lodger

The vial of prussic acid. The reference to the thin, yellow-haired man. The not-so-casual reference to case-records and papers, hidden behind the blind of another’s exposure. Even speculation about a British lion, acting oddly.

“Brilliant, my dear Watson. Excellent bait. This should draw them out, if anything will.”

“It had better work, Holmes. We’re neither of us getting any younger.”

The Veiled Lodger: Definition Wanted, G

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The Veiled Lodger

Title: Definition Wanted

Author: tweedisgood

Rated: G



As every individual has a characteristic handshake, so too a distinctive gait. Mrs Merrilow waddled; I pounce, Watson...

Hmm. I would know his foot-fall from any other's, but am hard-pressed to define it. I suspect a word has yet to be coined for a pace in which integrity, curiosity, twenty-five years of Ship's tobacco and regrettable flights of romanticism combine.

The Veiled Lodger: Own & Keep

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Canon Story: The Veiled Lodger
Title: Own & Keep
Author: spacemutineer
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: implied suicide ideation
Author's Note: A pair for this week from Mrs. Ronder.


"Your life is not your own," he said.

If it isn't mine, whose is it? If my life is a lesson, who is to learn it? No person, not even the stoic detective, can bear to look at me. My room is my barred cage and my only hope for escape the small red-labeled bottle rolling in my hand.

---

The brown paper package looks innocuous, as I do behind my veil. Inside lies the bottle, hard-capped to keep its toxic contents from spilling out into a world unprepared for its horror.

I will remain inside my bottle as well, but this temptation is too great for me to hold.

"Keep your hands off it," he said.

I intend to.

The Veiled Lodger: Point of View

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Canon: The Veiled Lodger
Title: Point of View
Author: hisietari
Rating: G

Call me cold if you like, my dearest doctor, even incapable of feeling. I do, however, grant myself the ability of trying, if not succeeding, in seeing the world from the point of view other creatures might take up. I watch their emotion, I smell their pain. It is not as if I had always been free of either myself.

The Veiled Lodger: What Watson Didn't Reveal

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Canon Story: The Veiled Lodger
Title: What Watson Didn't Reveal
Author: thesmallhobbit
Rating: G

“I see you made mention of the lighthouse and the trained cormorant,” Holmes commented one morning.

“You said I had your permission to do so,” I replied.

“You did indeed.  But you omitted the ocelot wearing a tutu.”

“I felt the former two were sufficient for the purpose.  And to be fair, the ocelot wasn’t directly involved in the case.”