Holmes 1

I found Hortencia Holmes sitting in a pink room, reading the latest serialization of Great Expectations to her dollies; the perfect image of a prim and proper nine year old Victorian child.

"Well bless my heart and soul John Watson are you here to take his side?"

She had the presupposing manners of an adult and she knew how to use them. She stood and faced Watson. For his part, determined not to be bullied by a mere girl, he straightened his jacket and pulled himself to all of his forty-eight i...