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Apr 01, 2009 23:26

Dear Professor Moriarty,

I humbly thank you for your rapid response, which, should you not have actually sent it, I'm sure you will now quickly go return to, compose, and send my way before reading further.

They don't call me the Detective for nothing.  I have been known to recognize a person's face after having only been introduced to them twice, sometimes even once.  And I can deduce that, if you are reading this, clearly you must have found your way to this very article.  Indeed, my powers of deduction sometimes even frighten me.  The dust on my jacket is indicative of the cheese I spilt yesterday- I know this, for I was there.

Professor, the truth is, I wrote this message before you wrote yours, which leaves me berefit of direct responses to whatever you did or did not say.  And yes, perhaps berefit is not a word, but the only reason they don't call me the Word Maker is because I Detect just slightly more often than I Word Make.  Yes, Grammar Alterer would be my third title.  You see now why I am your equal- or is it the other way around?  Your second paragraph clearly illustrates what I mean.

Regarding that, and in fact, regarding your entire message to me, which I'm sure you will have written by the time you read this, well, let me just say this:

If find myself flying, some mornings, drifting and flying in my head, my opium dreams, flying like a gold coin flies through the air, alone, glinting, catching the eyes of any sharp enough to see it- but I take comfort that I will land in a pile of gold, and that the coins I rest upon will be of the highest currency.

Indeed, my dear Moriarty, your mint stands in my books as well above the gold standard itself.

Your nemesis,
S.H.
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