From the Diary of Doctor Watson
I hurried down the stairs to where we’d left our luggage. The surly butler was leaning against a doorpost, smoking a cheroot. 878 more words
I couldn’t understand why Sherlock was dazed. I was taking him to a better doctor then. Didn’t know if it was because he hadn’t had a case in the past 6 months, or if it was just one of his Sherlock-esque idiosyncrasies, but he was just so shocking to look at. 228 more words
Members of the Diogenes Club of Lackawanna County held its annual meeting recently at The Scranton Club to celebrate the birthday of Sherlock Holmes.
The festive event salutes Holmes, as well as his creator, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle; his friend Doctor Watson, the housekeeper Mrs. 57 more words
John swallowed, attempting to keep from coughing. When his throat became dry coughing would ensue and his throat always got dry when he was nervous. Today he would be tested to see if he could come back from wherever Strange stranded him. 98 more words