Call the Messenger Boy
Jan. 7th, 2010 01:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rabidsamfan"Someone had to bring me word," I reminded Alfie, applying my handkerchief before he could resort to his sleeve. "Holmes knows he can depend on you."
That thought hadn't occurred to the child, and it staved off the next round of tears, although he was still scowling. "I'd have liked to go with the others," he protested. "Mr. Holmes took almost all of 'em onto the boat. Said they'd be safer out of London."
I should have known Holmes would think of the Irregulars' safety. I couldn't help but smile as I asked. "Did he say where they were going?"
That thought hadn't occurred to the child, and it staved off the next round of tears, although he was still scowling. "I'd have liked to go with the others," he protested. "Mr. Holmes took almost all of 'em onto the boat. Said they'd be safer out of London."
I should have known Holmes would think of the Irregulars' safety. I couldn't help but smile as I asked. "Did he say where they were going?"
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Date: 2010-01-07 09:22 am (UTC)Now he can relax - at least a little.
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Date: 2010-01-07 10:15 pm (UTC)Honestly, just now, reading up to this point, I murmured under my breath "Dammit, you're good." You ought to know, since I doubt you can hear me through the interwebs.
DAMMIT, YOU'RE GOOD!
Enjoying this, needless to say, absolutely thoroughly.