This was the first Sherlock Holmes book I ever read. Okay, I admit it... this was the only Sherlock Holmes book I've ever read. (But thanks to Star Trek TNG I am overly familiar with Holmes' quirks and habits, and even know who Moriarty is. Data Rocks. So does Lore. Nevermind.)
Anyway, I read this back in the fifth grade. I didn't remember anything about it other than the fact that it scared the pants off me. I read it again... scared the pants off me. Of course I was relieved at the end when I saw how it all worked out but it was still scary. Very nice. I respect Doyle so I didn't try to figure it out, even though I probably could have remembered everything if I'd tried. (Just like I respect Agatha Christie so I didn't try to figure out Hercule Poirot.) And therefore, I'm not going to tell you anything else about it either. Ha. Take that.
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