Logic is rare.

Therefore it is upon the logic rather than upon the crime that you should dwell.

You have degraded what should have been a course of lectures into a series of tales." It was a cold morning of the early spring, and we sat after breakfast on either side of a cheery fire in the old room at Baker Street.

A thick fog rolled down between the lines of dun-coloured houses, and the opposing windows loomed like dark, shapeless blurs through the heavy yellow wreaths.

Our gas was lit and shone on the white cloth and glimmer of china and metal, for the table had not been cleared yet.