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Tonight, I will be reading a Sherlock story,

The Adventure of the Six Napoleons by Arthur Conan Doyle.

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

It was no very unusual thing for Mr. Lestrade of Scotland Yard to look in upon us of an evening,

and his visits were welcome to Sherlock Holmes,

for they enabled him to keep in touch with all that was going on at the police headquarters.

In return for the news which Lestrade would bring,

Holmes was always ready to listen with attention to the details of any case upon which the detective was engaged,

and was able occasionally without any

active interference, to give some hint or suggestion drawn from his own vast knowledge

and experience.

On this particular evening, Lestrade had spoken of the weather and the newspapers. Then he had fallen silent,

huffing thoughtfully at his cigar. Holmes looked keenly at him. Anything remarkable on hand,

he asked. Oh no, Mr. Holmes, nothing very particular. Then tell me about it. Lestrade laughed.

Well, Mr. Holmes, there's no use denying that there is something on my mind,

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