Now the red rim of the sun pushes itself over the London cloud-bank. It shines on a good many folk, but on none, I dare bet, who are on a stranger errand than you and I.
Arthur Conan Doyle (1859-1930), Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories, Volume I
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Holmes was always on a strange errand, so no surprise there. 🙂
Cheers, Pete.
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…and Holmes was always confused!
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