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The wooden wheels of a hansom clattered along the cobblestone streets of 1885 London. There was no other sound. The fog was thick. The gas lights cast an eerie glow upon the night. 221-B Baker Street was enveloped in a shroud of mist that rose from the pavement and pressed its dismal face against the casement window. A chill went through Mrs. Hudson as she peered outside.
Upstairs sat Watson, newspaper in hand, pretending to read, but eyes furtively glancing over the top of his paper to observe his friend Holmes. Clouds of Turkish smoke permeated the air; the Persian slipper must be nearly empty. Holmes sat in dark reverie, his eyes closed, his elbows bent, his fingertips pressed together. The room was tense with the power of his reasoning.
Suddenly Holmes sprang from his chair, his face flushed, and he cried, "Watson! Prepare yourself! A foul deed has been done! The game is afoot!" Holmes became a whirl of motion, "I know why Lady Phillips was murdered! We must get to Scotland Yard! Hurry, Watson!"
The case had intrigued Holmes ever since he read the brief and undistinguished article about the murder in The Times. Lady Carol Phillips had been horribly and brutally murdered as she sat at her desk.
"Watson, a terrible mistake has been made, as you shall soon see." Their hansom split the fog, as Holmes and Watson sped through the night.
"Ah, Lestrade! I have it! At last I know why Lady Phillips was murdered!"
"But Mr. 'olmes, 'ow could the murderer 'ave a motive? No one stood to gain by Lady Phillips' death."
"It is really very simple, Lestrade! The murderer did not know that Lady Phillips and Lady Redding are two different women! He murdered the one thinking she was the other! It is a case of mistaken identity."
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Postscript: Dearest readers, while Carol Phillips (Library and Information Access) and Carol Redding (Telecommunications & Network Services) do indeed both work at SDSU and are indeed good friends, we are truly two different people. We would be grateful if you would neither praise, nor beseech, nor murder the wrong one of us.
Carol and the other Carol
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