“Yes, Holmes,” Watson was saying, “but what of Lord Carbuncle’s Missing Whatsit?”
“Immaterial now, Doctor,” the Great Detective replied, “for we have a new client on the stair. Mid-thirties, former military, stressed but not exactly unhappy. He has a problem, and it vexes him.”
“My God man, how could you tell all that?” Watson exclaimed, half-
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