The Devil’s Agents May Be Of Flesh

Hot Hate Is Twin Brother To Hot Love.

You Say That Your Fare Told You That He Was A Detective?" "yes, He Did." "when Did He Say This?" "when He Left Me." "did He Say Anything More?" "he Mentioned His Name." Holmes Cast A Swift Glance Of Triumph At Me. "oh, He Mentioned His Name, Did He? That Was Imprudent. What Was The Name That He Mentioned?" “his Name," Said The Cabman, "was Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

I Have My Own Views About Nature's Methods, Though I Feel That It Is Rather Like A Beetle Giving His

I Never Guess. It Is A Shocking Habit Destructive To The Logical Faculty.

To That Providence, My Sons, I Hereby Commend You, And I Counsel You By Way Of Caution To Forbear From Crossing The Moor In Those Dark Hours When The Powers Of Evil Are Exalted.