Mrs. Hudson Interrupts

[rabidsamfan]

When I heard the shout I thought it best to go up and inquire whether or not Dr. Anstruther would require hot water. A feminine presence generally moderates the language used, if not the vehemence expressed, and I knew our doctor's nerves were already scraped raw. But it was Dr. Anstruther whose patience had flown. "I didn't let you follow Mary to the grave in February and I'm damned if you'll go because you nearly drowned," he told his patient, while Mr. Holmes watched white-faced from his place by the mantelpiece. "Don't you know I promised her that you'd live?"