Theatrical_Muse 223 - "I swear..."
As a man who knows Sherlock Holmes, have spoken with him, lived with him, even seen into some hidden parts of his mind, it would be hardly in my place to deny that Holmes is a highly idiosyncratic character, even in a room full of idiosyncratic characters. His turn of mind is one that is definitively unique and I assure you that there is nothing in the world I would choose over this chance to observe such a strange character and the stories that come with it.
I do not like Holmes' habits.
That is rather harsh, perhaps. There are a few habits I tolerate more than others, but it is those same 'others' that he tends to indulge himself in on increasingly frequent occasions. While I do not dare to suspect he does it solely to irk my patience, exasperation is completely unavoidable in these circumstances.
His cocaine habit is, of course, the first thought that comes to my mind when broaching this subject, being the medical doctor. It pains me to see such an intelligent man waste his life on way on a distasteful drug as that. There must be other things in which to replace something so coarse; claims from Holmes otherwise I see as excuses. Or rather an insistence for me to relinquish the subject before he grows irritated. He is quite obviously a highly sagacious man, and is therefore in no doubt aware of the affects of the needle, and it is just that, his willingness to continue to use it in spite of such knowledge, that worries me greatly.
I apologise. I have been trying vainly for some months to wean him off the despicable thing, but the good detective is as tenacious as he is perspicacious. One day, I fear, I will return home only to find him as one of my patients.
As many persons will know, Holmes' very profession lies in his attention to detail. A single speck of dust, a tiny scratch on the door frame indulges some incredible amounts of information that I still cannot begin to perceive despite my years of observation.
It is as irritating as it is fascinating, I assure you.
I am hardly one of meticulous nature, but I believe Holmes stretches the idea. His papers and files are one of organised chaos; while he keeps the records of London's criminal's scrupulously pristine, the rest of his possessions are laid out in various locations around Baker Street. And should one be daring enough to adjust the smallest sheet from its place, they should fully expect a lecture on the significance of the location of every object in the room. Unless you are, of course, the lovely Mrs. Hudson, in which case you had probably had enough of his lectures and continue diligently on despite.
Usually the best phrase to use during these times begins with "I swear I didn't put those-" which is fairly useful, although it has a very unlikely probability for success.
"Holmes, I swear I did not those needles in front of the wheels of your hansom this morning, whether you saw me do such an underhanded thing for your benefit or not."
Dr. John Watson
Sherlock Holmes
524 words
I do not like Holmes' habits.
That is rather harsh, perhaps. There are a few habits I tolerate more than others, but it is those same 'others' that he tends to indulge himself in on increasingly frequent occasions. While I do not dare to suspect he does it solely to irk my patience, exasperation is completely unavoidable in these circumstances.
His cocaine habit is, of course, the first thought that comes to my mind when broaching this subject, being the medical doctor. It pains me to see such an intelligent man waste his life on way on a distasteful drug as that. There must be other things in which to replace something so coarse; claims from Holmes otherwise I see as excuses. Or rather an insistence for me to relinquish the subject before he grows irritated. He is quite obviously a highly sagacious man, and is therefore in no doubt aware of the affects of the needle, and it is just that, his willingness to continue to use it in spite of such knowledge, that worries me greatly.
I apologise. I have been trying vainly for some months to wean him off the despicable thing, but the good detective is as tenacious as he is perspicacious. One day, I fear, I will return home only to find him as one of my patients.
As many persons will know, Holmes' very profession lies in his attention to detail. A single speck of dust, a tiny scratch on the door frame indulges some incredible amounts of information that I still cannot begin to perceive despite my years of observation.
It is as irritating as it is fascinating, I assure you.
I am hardly one of meticulous nature, but I believe Holmes stretches the idea. His papers and files are one of organised chaos; while he keeps the records of London's criminal's scrupulously pristine, the rest of his possessions are laid out in various locations around Baker Street. And should one be daring enough to adjust the smallest sheet from its place, they should fully expect a lecture on the significance of the location of every object in the room. Unless you are, of course, the lovely Mrs. Hudson, in which case you had probably had enough of his lectures and continue diligently on despite.
Usually the best phrase to use during these times begins with "I swear I didn't put those-" which is fairly useful, although it has a very unlikely probability for success.
"Holmes, I swear I did not those needles in front of the wheels of your hansom this morning, whether you saw me do such an underhanded thing for your benefit or not."
Dr. John Watson
Sherlock Holmes
524 words