"Was this really what you had in mind, Holmes, when you said you needed more dirt for your disguise?" Watson asked in amusement.

Holmes scowled at him. "You know very well that it was not. I said I needed more dirt, not to be covered head to foot in coal dust!"

Watson snickered. "It was quite a sight. The mighty Sherlock Holmes, tumbling through the air, crashing through the roof of a shed."

Holmes deigned not to answer, choosing instead to glare fiercely at Watson.

Watson, entirely unaffected, continued. "Really Holmes, must you look so morose? You are almost as black now as you were covered in coal dust earlier!"