The house looked so familiar to me, like I almost knew what to expect! After Mr. Lestrade let us through the front door, we climbed 17 steps to go to their drawing room, Holmes' tobacco stuffed Persian slippers were there, his letters stuck by a knife on the mantle, his chemicals in one corner on a table, the bright polished silver coffee pot on which he could see the reflection of Dr. Watson examine Mortimer's walking stick, even the bullet pockmarked VR on the wall!
I have always imagined Sherlock Holmes like this |
Everything were in perfect order! It just looked like they were out for a walk and might be back any time now. They would come, leave their overcoats and hats and sit in the two comfortable chairs on either side of the fireplace. Then over a pipe or a drink they'll talk about the latest mystery that they are solving...
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