Tales and Prayers of a Discerning Man

by whirligigkat

"No, terribly dull, find yourself another one of those tweedy boyfriends that isn't a serial puppy-killer and you'll be right as rain in no time. Off you go. John, is there any of that take-away left?" A series of vignettes via iTunes shuffle. Cover image by Pikse.

2. Zigeunerweisen

"Zigeunerweisen"- Pablo Sarasate (comp), Isaac Stern (violin), 8:18

Sitting, as far back as he can, in the leather of his chair; long limbs crossed casually, slender fingers tented in a show of..boredom? Thought? Who can say.

"Well? Would you be so good as to help us?" The paunchy, flustered little man in the waistcoat fluttered his question at Mr. Holmes- who stared more carefully at his fingertips, than at the man- aside, of course, from the habitual once over given as he had entered. The flames danced merrily in the hearth, crackling in the silence. Mr. Holmes peered at the man with a penetrating glance- "No, sir, indeed I do not think I will, not today."

And with that the fat little man grew red as a cherry, and seemed to grow fit to bursting- until, as if he had no choice in the matter, he withdrew a pistol from his waistcoat and waved it in front of Mr. Holmes long nose, uttering incessant, and ridiculous, threats. Mr. Holmes plucked the offending object from the indignant man's pudgy fingers, and threw it elegantly out of the open window.