II.THE RED-HEADED LEAGUE
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 very stout, florid-faced, elderly gentleman with fiery red hair. With an apology for my intrus...

First off, I feel your pain. I have dropped red wine on my mattress more than once. You would think that I would have learned by now, but a glass of wine in bed is too enjoyable. That being said, if you have managed to get red wine on your mattres...