A/N:Because of my loyal reviewers'demand I updated.Will more reviews come for my sake?
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Holmes and I arrived in time , and met the girl who captured Holmes' heart.Emma wore a modest white dress,standing there and waiting for Holmes.The latter stopped in mid breath at the very sight of her eyes.
"Her eyes…"I heard him murmuring "She really is the loveliest I have ever seen in my entire life."
I smiled as I remarked this suprising but pleasant change inside him.
"Good evening,"Emma said smiling at both of us.
"Good evening Miss Bentley," I replied bowing to her,since Holmes was simply lost in her beauty and elegance.I nudged him and he followed my example.
"Well Miss Bentley I suppose we should go to the scene of crime first."I said, taking Holmes'role,but she didn't reply:her eyes met Holmes',and she seemed to stop in mid-breath,like Holmes.
Emma cleared her throat, "Yes of course Doctor Watson.Observation before deduction isn't it?Part of the professional knowledge ."she replied finally.
"I think we have a new detective here.And what's his name?John Watson,I suppose?"I thought,almost overwhelmed with both excitement at the thought of trying something new and elation about the changing of our roles.
Emma led us to the scene of crime-the upper part of the moor which was quiet at this time of the day.The flowers blossomed and brought with them the scent of the wet spring days.The birds were occupied in building their nests.The grass smelled sweet.
Holmes pretended to examine the body with the love of his life.I was the only one in the investigation team who really took his time to try and solve the case.
I observed the groud with the magnifying glass Holmes handed me,and saw footprints.I analysed them and arrived at the conclusion that I was looking at the footprints of an animal.
Holmes always said: "When all the possibilities are eliminated, the last one, however improbable,will be the truth." (A/N:guys tell me if I'm wrong over here).I used his method and considered the environnement.I suddenly heard meowing beside me.I turned to see a small white cat escaping from something.I observed the grond behind the feline and saw-exactly the same footsteps.
Now the mystery was much clearer.There was a carnivorous animal on the moor.But what could it be?
My eyes suddenly lighted. Animal on the moor ?There was a case like that.A really difficult one solved by to that one (which was called The Hound of the Baskervilles if memory serves ), this one was absolutely elementary:the footprints were not the only clue;I also had an obvious clue: the cat's rushed escape.
"Really Holmes,"I said to myself,smirking.
I smiled triunphantly. Come on Holmes, the game is afoot.
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