“Holmes…”
Damn. I had not expected him home quite so soon.
“Yes, Watson? Good evening to you.”
“There is a damp piece of paper on my chair. Very damp. And my desk, and your chair, and three on the table, and…goodness, what has happened here?”
Nothing that you will be able to drag out of me, dear friend.
“A slight accident to one volume of the Index; it will mend itself in time. Pray, do not trouble yourself.”
“But the ink is run; much of this will have to be done again. I confess to surprise that you are not in a state of high dudgeon about whatever the ‘accident’ was.”
“Well, well, you know these things happen. All in a day’s work.”
“Holmes, when you descend to cliché I begin to suspect you of hiding something. Out with it!”
Just my luck that he wouldn’t drop it. How like a terrier is my Watson: the very best man to have at your side in a scrape; the very worst to have against your secrets when his curiosity is roused.
“No.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“And when you ask redundant questions, I begin to suspect you of being John Watson. That, or deaf. I said, ‘no’; I decline to tell you what happened.”
“Very well. Then I shall apply your methods.”
Here we go again.
“One: you are in the habit of concealing facts from me from three chief motives: pride, danger and showmanship. Two: this particular sheet of paper is very damp indeed, but I can see that it comes from your book of 'W's.”
“Watson! Put that down this instant!”
His habit of obedience is also terrier-like: that is to say, in principle willing but in practice somewhat unreliable.
“Hmm. It appears to be near the beginning.” A pause, whilst he scrutinises the blue-black blurr of my notes and the wrinkled, gummy mess which is all that remains of the newspaper cuttings. “Holmes, why do I have an entry in your criminal index?”
“Ah... crimes against science, my dear fellow. Or against literature, take your pick.”
He masters his instinctual upsurge of indignation really well, I must say.
“I in my turn 'decline' to dignify that with a response. I suppose Lestrade, Gregson and the rest also have their pages?”
“Indeed.”
“It has not rained for three days. Yet you changed your clothes at some time, between breakfast and just now. Have you been near the Thames, the Serpentine, nor any body of water in London since this morning?”
It all depends on what you mean by “body of water”.
“Really Holmes, it is too bad: how can one conduct an investigation if the principal witness refuses to answer questions?”
All this time, and he does not know the answer to that. Just as well, though.
“And where are you going?”
“I hear Mrs Hudson approaching with our meal. I must assist her to negotiate the door handle whilst encumbered with a tray. Mr Darwin has yet to explain why natural selection has neglected to furnish landladies and housekeepers with an extra pair of hands.”
The estimable Mrs Hudson has perfected her own schemes to defy the laws of nature and physics, but let that lie. I must waylay her before her desire to lay down domestic law overcomes her discretion.
“Allow me to carry in the tray, which I see you have so efficiently set for two. Dr Watson is a trifle early, is he not? He looks peaky. Hot broth and some peace and quiet...”
She keeps her voice low, but it is her choice and not my wheedling that makes it so.
“Pages Wo- to Wu- are drying in the kitchen, Mr Holmes. I will say nothing to the good Doctor, provided I have your assurances that you understand I did not have upstairs plumbing, constant hot water and the very latest in modern sanitary conveniences installed so that certain persons could read in the bath.”
Assurances given. At the very least, next time I shall put a board across the tub. The reassembly of the Index, all in due order, is easily done...
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Damn. I had not expected him home quite so soon.
“Yes, Watson? Good evening to you.”
“There is a damp piece of paper on my chair. Very damp. And my desk, and your chair, and three on the table, and…goodness, what has happened here?”
Nothing that you will be able to drag out of me, dear friend.
“A slight accident to one volume of the Index; it will mend itself in time. Pray, do not trouble yourself.”
“But the ink is run; much of this will have to be done again. I confess to surprise that you are not in a state of high dudgeon about whatever the ‘accident’ was.”
“Well, well, you know these things happen. All in a day’s work.”
“Holmes, when you descend to cliché I begin to suspect you of hiding something. Out with it!”
Just my luck that he wouldn’t drop it. How like a terrier is my Watson: the very best man to have at your side in a scrape; the very worst to have against your secrets when his curiosity is roused.
“No.”
“I beg your pardon?”
“And when you ask redundant questions, I begin to suspect you of being John Watson. That, or deaf. I said, ‘no’; I decline to tell you what happened.”
“Very well. Then I shall apply your methods.”
Here we go again.
“One: you are in the habit of concealing facts from me from three chief motives: pride, danger and showmanship. Two: this particular sheet of paper is very damp indeed, but I can see that it comes from your book of 'W's.”
“Watson! Put that down this instant!”
His habit of obedience is also terrier-like: that is to say, in principle willing but in practice somewhat unreliable.
“Hmm. It appears to be near the beginning.” A pause, whilst he scrutinises the blue-black blurr of my notes and the wrinkled, gummy mess which is all that remains of the newspaper cuttings. “Holmes, why do I have an entry in your criminal index?”
“Ah... crimes against science, my dear fellow. Or against literature, take your pick.”
He masters his instinctual upsurge of indignation really well, I must say.
“I in my turn 'decline' to dignify that with a response. I suppose Lestrade, Gregson and the rest also have their pages?”
“Indeed.”
“It has not rained for three days. Yet you changed your clothes at some time, between breakfast and just now. Have you been near the Thames, the Serpentine, nor any body of water in London since this morning?”
It all depends on what you mean by “body of water”.
“Really Holmes, it is too bad: how can one conduct an investigation if the principal witness refuses to answer questions?”
All this time, and he does not know the answer to that. Just as well, though.
“And where are you going?”
“I hear Mrs Hudson approaching with our meal. I must assist her to negotiate the door handle whilst encumbered with a tray. Mr Darwin has yet to explain why natural selection has neglected to furnish landladies and housekeepers with an extra pair of hands.”
The estimable Mrs Hudson has perfected her own schemes to defy the laws of nature and physics, but let that lie. I must waylay her before her desire to lay down domestic law overcomes her discretion.
“Allow me to carry in the tray, which I see you have so efficiently set for two. Dr Watson is a trifle early, is he not? He looks peaky. Hot broth and some peace and quiet...”
She keeps her voice low, but it is her choice and not my wheedling that makes it so.
“Pages Wo- to Wu- are drying in the kitchen, Mr Holmes. I will say nothing to the good Doctor, provided I have your assurances that you understand I did not have upstairs plumbing, constant hot water and the very latest in modern sanitary conveniences installed so that certain persons could read in the bath.”
Assurances given. At the very least, next time I shall put a board across the tub. The reassembly of the Index, all in due order, is easily done...
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Date: 2013-04-08 11:39 am (UTC)Thank you for another lovely exchange!
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Date: 2013-04-08 06:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-04-08 11:46 am (UTC)Oh, bless.... gosh knows I've done a similar thing more than once.
Grazie mille for all the work and effort you and the other mods put in.
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Date: 2013-04-08 06:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-04-08 12:20 pm (UTC)Hehe. ;D
It was a pleasure taking part in this fest, as always. Thanks everybody!
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Date: 2013-04-08 06:13 pm (UTC)Glad you could join us.
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Date: 2013-04-08 02:48 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2013-04-09 02:31 am (UTC)Thank you very much for doing all the work!
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Date: 2013-04-09 08:29 pm (UTC)It was absolutely a joint effort and
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Date: 2013-04-09 10:50 am (UTC)Oh, but I'm dramatically behind in reading. Well, at least that means I still have something to look forward to.
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Date: 2013-04-09 11:04 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2013-04-09 08:33 pm (UTC)As I tagged, the reveal post fic is now a revered
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Date: 2013-04-10 03:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-04-09 07:23 pm (UTC)Thank you for organising this again.
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Date: 2013-04-09 08:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-04-09 08:30 pm (UTC)Thank you all for organising this again! It's very much appreciated. Very happy to see the mention of a "next time" a couple of comments up :)
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Date: 2013-04-09 08:36 pm (UTC)And I'm glad you enjoyed the reveal post, it's a pleasant challenge trying to work in the idea of a list each time.
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Date: 2013-04-14 06:00 pm (UTC)