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Thinkin’ back, thinkin’ of you. Summertime, think it was June. Yeah, think it was June
Laying back, head on the grass. Chewing gum, having some laughs. Yeah, having some laughs
Drinking back, drinking for two. Drinking with you. When drinking was new. Sleeping in the back of my car. We never went far. Didn’t need to go far
Not at all. This gentleman, Mr. Wilson, has been my partner and helper in many of my most successful cases, and I have no doubt that he will be of the utmost use.
The stout gentleman half rose from his chair and gave a bob of greeting, with a quick little questioning glance from his small fat-encircled eyes.
Try the settee, said Holmes, relapsing into his armchair and putting his fingertips together, as was his custom when in judicial moods. I know, my dear Watson.
“A proposition which I took the liberty of doubting.”
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“How, in the name of good-fortune, did you know all that, Mr. Holmes?” he asked. “How did you know, for example, that I did manual labour. It’s as true as gospel, for I began as a ship’s carpenter.”
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I had called upon my friend, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, one day in the autumn of last year and found him in deep conversation with a very stout, florid-faced, elderly gentleman with fiery red hair. With an apology for my intrusion, I was about to withdraw when Holmes pulled me abruptly into the room and closed the door behind me.