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sherlock60Canon Story: The Disappearance of Lady Frances Carfax
Title: Devilry
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Rating: G
Author's Notes: My night was haunted by the thought that somewhere a clue, a strange sentence, a curious observation, had come under my notice and had been too easily dismissed. It is Hallowe’en at Baker Street…
“But, Holmes…”
“Do hold it still!”
Holmes lit the lantern and then put on his devil mask. “There. Now we can go and frighten those wretched children who have been upsetting Mrs. Hudson.”
“But, Holmes!”
Watson held up the glowing turnip lantern. “This truly isn’t what I envisioned when you asked if I would be your ‘conductor of light’ tonight!”
Title: Devilry
Author:
scfranklesRating: G
Author's Notes: My night was haunted by the thought that somewhere a clue, a strange sentence, a curious observation, had come under my notice and had been too easily dismissed. It is Hallowe’en at Baker Street…
“But, Holmes…”
“Do hold it still!”
Holmes lit the lantern and then put on his devil mask. “There. Now we can go and frighten those wretched children who have been upsetting Mrs. Hudson.”
“But, Holmes!”
Watson held up the glowing turnip lantern. “This truly isn’t what I envisioned when you asked if I would be your ‘conductor of light’ tonight!”
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