Call it Frustrating

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"Moriarty must have a target," Holmes vouchsafed quietly to me, once the prosecutor and Collins had departed for their places to consider the proposition, and I was left winding the bandages which Anstruther had brought around his thin, damaged chest. "And I'd rather it was me than your good lady wife."

"I can't say I think much of either choice," I growled. "You're not in any condition to stave off a murder attempt."

But Holmes only patted my arm consolingly. "They won't try for me, not yet. The professor will try to find out where I've hidden the manuscript first."