Watson plopped his hat and coat on the rack, gave a tremendous sneeze, and wearily dropped into his chair. "All right, Holmes. You win. I admit to being ill and will be staying in the next few days."
Holmes permitted himself a triumphant flourish as he dropped the newspaper. "Good. It's about time Mrs. Hudson's lectures proved effective."
"Actually, it was an elderly lady who passed me on my way in just now. She looked at me, then at the red light and shingle, then nodded sympathetically and said, 'Don't you worry, dearie, the doctor will soon set you right."