Sherlock Holmes, and Rampant Curiosity

I have recently been in a furrow of Holmesian musing, and the bordering on obsessive cogitating on the stories and characters—in all of their manifestations, BBC 1 to Granada, to William Gillette and canon—has made me aware of a familiar character prowling: Rampant Curiosity. (Also, long sentences.) The long sentences I miss; Rampant, I don't. The one is the product of time, peace, the serenity to string fullness into words which don't blow the brain like gun-shots. The other is the product o...