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Yet none of this explains Blackwood's lack of pulse. Right. Now, the medical mystery. We must restore your reputation, Watson. There is a toxin refined from the nectar of the rhododendron ponticum. It's infamous in the region of Turkey bordering the Black Sea... for its ability to induce an apparently mortal paralysis. Enough to mislead a medical mind even as well-trained as your own. - It's known as... - What's wrong with Gladstone? Mad honey disease.
Sherlock Holmes
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Dear, my legs have fallen asleep. I should come down. John, shouldn't we help him down? No, no, no, I hate to cut him off midstream. Carry on. Well, the executioner attached it to a harness... allowing the weight to be distributed around the waist... and the neck to remain intact. My Lord, I can't feel my cheeks. Might we continue this at ground level? How did you manage it, Holmes?
Sherlock Holmes
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Don't worry, dear. Suicide is not in his repertoire. He's far too fond of himself for that. Holmes. Good afternoon. I was trying to deduce the manner in which Blackwood survived his execution. Clearing your good name, as it were. But it had a surprisingly soporific effect... and I was carried off in the arms of Morpheus like a caterpillar in a cocoon. Good afternoon, dear. Get on with it, Holmes. Cleverly concealed in the hangman's knot was a hook.
Sherlock Holmes
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If any man have an ear, let him hear. I stood upon the sand of the sea and saw a beast rise up... having 7 heads and 10 horns. Upon his heads were the name of blasphemy. They worshiped the dragon, which gave power. They worshiped, saying, "Who is like unto the beast?" The beast which I saw was like a leopard. His feet were of a bear, his mouth was of a lion... and the dragon gave him his power and his seat and great authority. I love what you've done with the place.
Sherlock Holmes