London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.
Arthur Conan DoyleSo it was, my dear Watson, that at two o'clock today I found myself in my old armchair in my own old room, and only wishing that I could have seen my old friend Watson in the other chair which he has so often adorned. - Sherlock Holmes.
Arthur Conan DoyleAll right, Watson. Donโt look so scared,โ he muttered in a very weak voice. โItโs not as bad as it seems.โ โThank God for that!โ โIโm a bit of a single-stick expert, as you know. I took most of them on my guard. It was the second man that was too much for me.โ โWhat can I do, Holmes? Of course, it was that damned fellow who set them on. Iโll go and thrash the hide off him if you give the word.โ โGood old Watson!(...)
Arthur Conan Doyle