One of the peculiarities of London’s police force is that they are all recruited from areas of Britain where folk use no h’s at all, or far too many. I.

Suddenly, mankind’s policy of intolerance – which I had always obeyed but never much considered – made itself clear to me. How total. How cruel.

It all begins with your great-grandfather, Sir Hugo Baskerville, who was a right bastard, and no denying.

If Grogssson’s got the case, you might as well rifle the body, rob the place and draw a moustache on the corpse; he wouldn’t mind.

And who is this new face?” “Tell him nothing, Watson!” Warlock urged, struggling to reclaim his balance. “And for God’s sake, John, don’t let him learn your name!” Moran smiled. I sighed and shook my head. Then, since it seemed I had nothing to lose by it, I extended my hand and said, “Dr. John Watson, at your service.

I gasped. I suppose I may have shed a tear then, for England and her empire. What hope was there for us? Against a people who would destroy the stately majesty of our favorite breakfast treat; a people who had actually industrialized the crumpet – how could we compete? The decline of our empire was thus presaged to me – as plain as a hole in a crumpet. “Monstrous,” I muttered.

There is something malicious about November drizzle in London. It is always cold, unwelcome and delivered at the most fiendishly inconvenient times.

Eliminate the impossible and whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

The smell nearly distracted me from my task, but no-I remained steadfast. Stiff upper lip, Watson! Action! Answers!THEN bacon.