January 30, 1892
Sherlock,
Your actions are nothing less than childish. I highly suggest you rethink your behavior. As to this "Sigerson" business, I understand the need to hide, but I do not think another charade in life is the solution. I will not be addressing you in any other form but your Christian name and that is a fact you might as well get used to.
I've seen the temper tantrums you used to throw as a child and I can wait them out for as long as you keep going. While I am less than pleased with your reaction to life's events, I am highly disappointed that you moved locations without informing me. Mother's last words to me were that I should protect you, but how can I do my job if my younger brother shoves away all chances of support? I had to find out from my source in Tibet that you had vanished. How do you think that made me feel, Sherlock? I thought I'd lost you.
It was only until I received word from my connection that you had not been harmed, but had simply stormed off to Lhassa. I hope you had considerable time to think during your flight. This letter will be forwarded to your current address, whatever it might be, and I expect to be informed as to your new location either by you or someone else; so do not think you can hide from me.
I suppose you are feeling a bit too resentful to appreciate these words, but Sherlock, I do care about you. I know sentimentality has never been something passed along the Holmes family line, but when it comes down to it, I would do anything to protect you. I understand your anger and know it will take time to heal but in the quiet hours of the night when grief is about to overtake you, know that I am here and willing to listen.
Mycroft