Ave et Vale
Mar. 11th, 2008 12:13 amThe will gave us right of residence for so long as we liked, and young Hudson would have been glad, I think, to keep such famous tenants, but arthritis had already driven me to a ground floor dwelling, and a recent case had shown us both quite clearly that we had neither of us so very long to wait before we'd follow our gallant landlady to her new lodgings. After the funeral we retired to our old sitting room and I sat silent, watching as Holmes gleaned memories from every worn patch of carpet and faded curtain.
"Bees," he said.
"Bees," he said.