Call it Bedlam

I got up to pour a cup of water from the bedroom pitcher. "Here," I said as I handed it to Lestrade. "Drink that, and then tell me what else has happened."

"What hasn't?" Lestrade growled, but he drank the water. "Fighting in more than a dozen ale houses, a riot with injuries outside the court, a break-in at the Bank of England, although thanks be to heaven they got routed before they could actually steal anything, attempted arson at the Yard, and that's just the main of it. It's enough to make a man believe in Holmes's Professor Moriarty!"

Call it Bedlam

I got up to pour a cup of water from the bedroom pitcher. "Here," I said as I handed it to Lestrade. "Drink that, and then tell me what else has happened."

"What hasn't?" Lestrade growled, but he drank the water. "Fighting in more than a dozen ale houses, a riot with injuries outside the court, a break-in at the Bank of England, although thanks be to heaven they got routed before they could actually steal anything, attempted arson at the Yard, and that's just the main of it. It's enough to make a man believe in Holmes's Professor Moriarty!"