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Almost every week,

I have a listener ask me for more Sherlock Holmes.

So tonight, I will be reading

The Adventure of the Norwood Builder

by Arthur Conan Doyle

So lie down, close your eyes, and let me read you a story.

From the point of view of the criminal expert, said Mr. Sherlock Holmes, London has become

a singularly uninteresting city since the death of the late lamented Professor Moriarty.

I can hardly think that you would find many decent citizens to agree with you, I answered.

Well, well, I must not be selfish, said he with a smile, as he pushed back his chair from the

breakfast table. The community is certainly the gainer, and no one the loser, save the poor

out-of-work specialist whose occupation has gone.

With that man in the field, one's morning paper presented infinite possibilities.

Often it was only the smallest trace, Watson, the faintest indication,

and yet it was enough to tell me that the great malignant brain was there,

as the gentlest tremors at the edges of the web remind one of the foul spider which lurks in the center. Petty thefts, wanton assaults,

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