Insects“Thank you for coming in,” said the interviewer, as they settled down on opposite sides of the desk. “It’s Mr. Carlton, isn’t it? May I call you Paul?”“Yes. Yes, that’s fine,” said Carlton, attempting to relax.The interviewer checked the piece of paper in front of him, and looked up again. “Well, Paul, perhaps we could start with you telling me a little about why you would be suitable for the job.”“Right,” said Carlton. “Um, well, I’ve worked in security for 15 years, first for—”The interviewer interrupted him. “Actually, it’s not security work.”“Isn’t it?” Carlton looked bewildered. “But the advert mentioned intruders and keeping out unwelcome visitors…”The interviewer smiled a little. “That is true. But we’re talking more about pest control.”Carlton’s face fell. “Right. Well, I’m sorry fo
60 For 60: The Red Circle (2)A/N: …Sherlock Holmes… turned back to the great scrapbook in which he was arranging and indexing some of his recent material... The two forces made him lay down his gum-brush…Holmes finished pasting material into his scrapbook, and then steepled his hands underneath his chin in a familiar gesture. I knew better than to disturb my friend when he was thinking and so I turned my attention to my newspaper.An hour later, Holmes sighed.“You’ve solved the problem?” I asked.“No,” said Holmes. “My hands are still stuck together.”
The Red Circle: Mrs. WarrenMrs. WarrenSheltered a tenant from lands far and foreign.If the Warrens hadn’t needed the money,What would have become of this little plot-bunny?
60 For 60: The Valley of Fear (2)A/N: “I have no more notion than you how long it is to last," Holmes answered with some asperity. "If criminals would always schedule their movements like railway trains, it would certainly be more convenient for all of us.”Travelling back from Birlstone, our first train was late by an hour and the second by two. We finally arrived back in London past midnight, Holmes somewhat annoyed.In an attempt to lighten the situation, I said: “You know, Holmes—criminals do schedule their movements like railway trains!”And that is why I am spending the night at my club.A/N: [McGinty] was popular; for he had a rough, jovial disposition which formed a mask, covering a great deal which lay behind it.The murderer proved to be a respectable, charming, handsome man.“Never judge a man by his personal qualities,” said Holmes.I thought back to my friend’s detachment as he examined the girl’s body. “No,” I agreed.
The Valley of Fear: White Mason and Captain MarvinA/N: "Then to Birlstone we must go!" cried MacDonald. …said Holmes. "While we are on our way, Mr. Mac, I will ask you to be good enough to tell me all about it."White MasonTo the crime scene might hasten.But to cover his backHe still needs a Mac.Captain Marvin:A job’s eased in the halvin’.The McGinty ambush: how did he know?A little Birdy told him so.
The Clapham and District Pirate ChoirIt had been a long day at Pirate Primary School and the Ruthless Edward (aged 6) was getting ready for bed. He sighed as he pulled on his pyjama bottoms. He really wanted a wooden leg like all the cool kids but Granny had said he couldn’t have an amputation until he was 18.He buttoned up his pyjama top and got under the duvet with his ruthless teddy just as Granny came in with a snack for him. He sat up and she handed him the plate, and then she sat down beside him on the edge of the bed.“So, what did you do at school today?”The Ruthless Edward rested the plate on his knee and thought. “We learned about pirated material, Granny,” he said. “Stealing other people’s work.” He frowned. “It was pretty boring—not like real pirates at all.”“No,” agreed Granny, smiling, “that isn’t much like our kind of piracy but it does have its origin in proper pirates. Shall I tell you about it?”The Ruthles
60 For 60: The Priory School (2)His card, which seemed too small to carry the weight of his academic distinctions…The witness was an Oxford don, who eyed Holmes’ card suspiciously.“I wonder you do not list your academic qualifications,” he said.“To be truthful,” Holmes smiled, “I did not complete my official studies.”The professor frowned. “I spent eight years at various colleges.”Holmes nodded gravely. “It is nothing to be ashamed of. Some people do need extra assistance.”
The Priory School: Dr. Thorneycroft HuxtableA/N: …we stared in silent amazement at this ponderous piece of wreckage, which told of some sudden and fatal storm far out on the ocean of life.Dr. Thorneycroft Huxtable:For him the ocean of life looks trouble.Holmes and Watson weren’t expecting flotsamBut on their bearskin they’ve got some.
60 For 60: The Empty House (2)A/N: …look up at our old rooms—the starting-point of so many of your little fairy-tales… (NB There are two versions of this sentence—the other has “our little adventures…”)Watson discovered Holmes disguised as a rose, but the Beast caught him.“Please,” said Watson. “His absence has left a void in my life.”The Beast grinned. “Then in exchange, I want the first thing you see when you return home.”Watson woke with a start to find Mary smiling down at him sadly.“Just a nightmare, John,” she whispered.
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