![]() ![]() ![]() Conferring with Watson, Sherlock reveals he suspects the truth runs much deeper than a peculiar prank played on an unsuspecting shopkeeper. Holmes believes he will have the case solved in a few days but warns the pawnbroker not to expect any further payment. Making some enquiries, the pawn broken learns that the office was rented under a false name and there is no record of the Red-Headed League ever existing. One day, he turned up for work and found the office closed with a sign saying the League has been disbanded. Apparently selected for the job due to his fiery red hair, he found it an odd occupation but needed the money so went along with it. For two months he’s been paid by the titular league to sit in an office for four hours a day alone, copying out the encyclopaedia. Once of Conan-Doyle’s more ingenious plots, The Red-Headed League sees a poor pawnbroker approach Sherlock Holmes with an intriguing case. Upon reading its title again, I at once knew the solution to the mystery and most of the details of the story. That retention – not unusual for me as I tend to store details well – stands it ahead of all but one story in my mind too. It’s hard to disagree with the author, as this adventure, in particular, has remained in my memory since first reading it many years ago. The Red-Headed League was considered by Sir Arthur Conan-Doyle as the second-best of his Holmes stories when reflecting on his output in 1927. In which Holmes and Watson meet a fiery pawnbroker whose luck has run out.
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