Call Him Indignant
Jan. 14th, 2010 11:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rabidsamfan"He knew!" I thrust the paper back at Mary. "He knew before he ever left the house! Alfie! Did Mr. Mycroft Holmes come by this house today?"
"No?" Alfie shrank back against Mary's skirts, eyes wide.
"Then they must have planned it between them yesterday, when I'd stepped out of the room, and if they did that, then he knew perfectly well before I ever left the house this morning."
"Who knew what, dear?" Mary asked, entirely too calmly.
"Sherlock Holmes," I said, through gritted teeth, "knew that he'd be taking our spare bed on a sea voyage before nightfall."
"No?" Alfie shrank back against Mary's skirts, eyes wide.
"Then they must have planned it between them yesterday, when I'd stepped out of the room, and if they did that, then he knew perfectly well before I ever left the house this morning."
"Who knew what, dear?" Mary asked, entirely too calmly.
"Sherlock Holmes," I said, through gritted teeth, "knew that he'd be taking our spare bed on a sea voyage before nightfall."
