Holmes was standing near a small night table by my bed as he spoke, and he suddenly wheeled around and pounded his fist on the table with such force that one leg broke off, sending the entire piece crashing to the floor. "I am supposed to be the violin player," he said in a fearsome voice, "but it is I who have been played. And I do not like it!"
Following this uncharacteristic outburst, Holmes quickly regained control of himself and apologized for his behavior.
"I am not myself," he said, picking up the broken table leg and then going over to the door. "I see that you are tired, and I will
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