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Darlene Cypser begins this first volume of her Consulting Detective Trilogy right where she left off with its prequel, The Crack in the Lens. At the conclusion of that book, Sherlock Holmes, still not recovered from the illness which almost took his life, struggles downstairs to his father's study in an effort to salvage his opportunity to attend university. This scene is repeated, after which we follow Sherlock in his efforts to regain his mental and physical health in time to start his studies with the new term. However, his lungs are not Sherlock's greatest problem. The events of November and December still haunt him, and it takes only his mother's careless disclosure, a glimpse of the moor or a fencing bout into the shade of the outbuildings to throw him back into what his loyal manservant, Jonathan, calls an "attack" (and what we would call PTSD). Fearful of his father's reaction should he find his son mentally compromised, Sherlock forces his way through these episodes until, by the time he leaves for Cambridge University's Sidney Sussex College, he believes he has them conquered. Sherlock begins his college career uneventfully enough, settling with Jonathan into what seem to be very nice quarters, playing "the game" by observing his fellow students in chapel, and studying the mathematics his father has prescribed. He's not overly thrilled with the subject, finding all of the memorization boring, but he wants out of Yorkshire, and becoming the engineer his father wishes seems as good a way as any. He doesn't really mesh with the other young men at his college, and his reaction to their innocent questions about his illness puts them off even further. Still, things seem to be going well for him until, one day in November, he leaves the lecture hall and walks into a snowstorm.
There are some struggles that are never really over. Whether they have their roots in events, our own peculiar demons, or some unholy combination of the two, we are destined to fight and refight these battles throughout our lives. The ghosts of 1871 revisit Sherlock with a vengeance, taking him on a terrifying, dangerous journey through his unresolved guilt and grief, his only hope of recovery lying in the meager treatments available at the time. He doesn't fight alone. Mycroft, the alienist Dr. George Mackenzie, university staff such as Senior Tutor Rev. John Clowe, Victor Trevor and his prescient father; and, most of all, Jonathan Beckwith, provide him with invaluable support. Still, in the end, it is Sherlock Holmes himself who discovers the one antidote which will keep his mind from "tearing itself to pieces."
Perhaps in no small measure to Dr. Watson's own efforts, we often come to see Sherlock Holmes as someone not quite human. In his efforts to chronicle the detective's exploits and (let's be honest) sell stories, Holmes' admiring Boswell sacrifices a bit of his flatmate's humanity in the telling. Ms. Cypser's Holmes, however, is extremely relatable. Unlike other writers who take on the project of exploring Sherlock Holmes' unrecorded youth, she doesn't bring in unusual characters or spectacular adventures. Sherlock's dilemmas are, instead, familiar to all of us. He wonders how to reconcile his skills and interests with the courses and careers available to him. He has difficulty making friends and runs afoul of a student known for his ability to destroy reputations with a few well-placed rumors. He tangles with authority, both academic and familial, building the confidence he needs to make that final, necessary break. In the second half of the book, he begins to try his hand at detective work, but his "cases" are such as one might expect to find in a university setting. Most importantly, however, he grapples with the puzzle of his own mind. None of this is spelled out for the reader. Instead, Ms. Cypser skillfully and subtly takes the events of Sherlock's university career and, just as she did in The Crack in the Lens, leaves it for the reader to deduce how they helped to create the detective of Baker Street.
Like its predecessor, University stands up well to re-reading. As a matter of fact, the reading upon which I am basing this review is my fourth-since April. University is impressively well-researched and documented; several characters are based on actual people, and there is an essay on sources in the back of the book. When it comes time for Holmes to spend time with Victor Trevor and his father at Donnithorpe-a crucial event which Watson records as "The Gloria Scott"-canon and book are expertly combined. Holmes' world is vividly drawn and compelling; once you enter, you won't want to leave.What I loved most about University, however, was the suspense. Although I enjoyed The Crack in the Lens immensely, there were times when I wondered why a particular scene was included and, for me, this slowed down the story. University presents no such problems. Every scene has an ultimate purpose, and nothing is wasted. I was pulled in from the first, and had no desire to resurface. During one particularly suspenseful chapter (there are several), I found myself beginning to worry about Sherlock-then realized with a start that *spoiler alert* the very existence of the canon meant that he would be able to fight his way through. My advice? Forget chores, ignore the laundry, order takeout for dinner and just settle in for the ride. You'll miss it when it's over.