Bücher von Heather Edwards

The director threw himself into a seat in the front row of the theater before hollering, "Start at the beginning of the play!"That's when the magic happened.The thick, red curtains swept apart, and, suddenly, we were looking at 221B Baker Street! It was just as I'd imagined it: there were two chairs in front of a fireplace, a skull sitting on the mantelpiece next to a stack of letters that had been stabbed into the wood with a knife. There was even a violin sitting on one of the chairs. And then, Sherlock Holmes, The Great Detective himself, came onstage, wearing a swirling cape and deerstalker hat! Beside me, Sherlock's eyes widened. "Watson, do you know what this means?" he whispered."No," I whispered back. "What?""It means," Sherlock gasped, "that Sherlock Holmes is real!"And once again, the game was afoot!

"From now on, I am going to be Sherlock Holmes, the World''s Greatest Cat Detective."With those words, my friend Spot decided he would become a crime-solving kitty."And you, of course," he said dramatically. "Will be my faithful friend, Dr. John Watson. The one who writes down all of my adventures and shares them with the world! We''ll be famous! Everyone will know the name ''Sherlock Holmes, The World''s Greatest Cat Detective!''" "Mm hmm," I agreed. I wasn''t too worried. I was sure that, by morning, Spot would have forgotten all about becoming Sherlock Holmes.Boy, oh boy, was I wrong.

This study of West Saxon charters includes all those that may be dated before 839, the end of the reign of Ecgberht.