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　　I had called upon my friend， Mr. Sherlock Holmes， one day in the autumn of last year， and found him in deep conversation with a red-faced， elderly gentleman with fiery red hair. I was about to leave when Holmes pulled me into the room and closed the door behind me.　　"You could not possibly have come at a better time， my dear Watson，" he said， obviously very happy to see me.　　"I was afraid that you were busy."　　"So I am. Very much so."　　"Then I can wait in the next room."　　"Not at all. Mr. Wilson， Doctor Watson here has been my partner and helper in many of my most successful cases."　　The gentleman half rose from his chair to greet me.　　"I know， my dear Watson， that you share my love of all that is outside the normal routine of everyday life. You have shown your relish for it by the enthusiasm which has prompted you to write down， and， if I may say so， somewhat to embellish so many of my own little adventures.