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It had been yeas since, Basil of Baker Street had thought of Olivia Flaversham.
His very first and most successful case. As he walked home and looked about, he noticed children playing around his home. 'When had so many families cropped up?' he thought to himself.
Maybe he was getting old, but he suddenly wished for a family of his own. Someone to come home to after a hellish case. He sighed and continued his lonely walk.
He stopped short when he saw the young lady standing by his door.
"Can I be of service, Miss?" he asked. She was no older than 20, now that he got a good look at her.
"Do you not recognize me, Basil?" she replied looking up at him through her lashes.
Basil thought about all the girls, well women he knew and she didn't register at all.
"I'm afraid I don't , please excuse my ignorance. How can I be of assistance?" he asked shaking her delicate hand as he opened his door and invited her in.
"Why, Uncle Basil. It's me, Olivia Flaversham" she said and threw herself into his arms. Almost causing him to fall over, she smiled delightedly as recognition dawned on him.
"By Jove, it is you. You've grown since last we met." he replied hastily removing her arms from around his neck.
"Uncle Basil?"He had never thought of Olivia as anything but a child, but that was difficult seeing her as this beautiful young lady. 'It just doesn't seem appropriate to have her hanging about me like this.'
"Shall, I ring for tea? Are you staying long?" he asked politely motioning to a chair for her.
Before he could actually ring for tea, the housekeeper walked into the room bringing her delightful cheese crumpets and hot tea. She looking disapprovingly at the lack of distance between Basil and Olivia.
"Do you not recognize as well, Mrs. Judson. It is Olivia Flaversham, surely I have not changed so much as that." Olivia mumbled noticing the hard look of the housekeeper on Basil and herself.
"Ohh, dear Olivia. Goodness child how you have grown." Mrs. Judson said her gaze warming and she rushed to hug Olivia. "I thought never to see you again, child." she replied almost tearfully.
"Come come, let's not make Olivia explain herself. Tell me why you are here?" Basil asked sitting himself comfortably on his favorite chair.
"It is a difficult matter, Uncle Basil." she began. "My husband has been missing for several weeks now." she said staring at him sadly.
"Hu..hu..Husband?" Basil spat nearly choking on his cheese crumpet.