Call in the Ladies
Oct. 21st, 2009 03:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rabidsamfan"No, at this point, I believe it is mine," said Mary, quite clearly, to the unmistakable accompaniment of the hammer of a gun being pulled back into the ready position.
Merridew suddenly went quite still. He was not so lost to common sense as to attempt to turn his anger on Mary, not with the business end of my service revolver so very near his ear.
Mrs. Hudson tugged the nearest constable forward. "See that that scoundrel stays in his seat, until we're done. I'm sure Mrs. Watson would prefer to get the doctor home in time for his tea."
Merridew suddenly went quite still. He was not so lost to common sense as to attempt to turn his anger on Mary, not with the business end of my service revolver so very near his ear.
Mrs. Hudson tugged the nearest constable forward. "See that that scoundrel stays in his seat, until we're done. I'm sure Mrs. Watson would prefer to get the doctor home in time for his tea."
