The Haunting, Chapter the Second.
The next day I slept in, as it was a Saturday, and I did not need to worry about my rounds until later. I rose, saw to my ablutions, and then got dressed. I went into the sitting-room to see Holmes sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and the morning paper in front of him. As I sat down, he reached out and rang the bell.
"Well, Watson, will you be here to join me to go to Creedence Hall?"
"Yes, I should be back from my rounds by then, and then I will go with you. It sounds as though it will be a pleasant outing, does it not, Holmes?"
"An interesting one, at any rate." Holmes sniffed, and walked over and opened the door , just in time for Mrs. Hudson to breeze past him with their breakfast tray.
"Thank you, Mr. Holmes. Bless you, but how did you know that I was almost at the door, sir?"
"Anyone with a nose would have known where you were. That tray smells delicious." He took the tray from her and put it on the table that he had hastily cleared.
"Mrs. Hudson, you have outdone yourself," said the doctor, looking over the paper that he had appropriated when Holmes had gotten up. "It smells wonderful. Thank you.
They started eating almost as soon as the door was shut behind the elderly housekeeper, and soon all that was left of the wonderful breakfast were some nice, warm memories and a few warm scones.
Watson stood up and stretched. "Well, I am off, or I will be late. See you later, Holmes." He walked out the door, but poked his head in just a moment later. "Oh, Holmes, there is a very good article about fingerprints on page three." Watson closed the door just in time for the newspaper to hit it. He heard Holmes' voice call out "cheeky bugger" as he descended the stairs, chuckling to himself.
================================================================================================== Watson headed toward Baker Street. It had been a good day and he had not run into anything serious on his rounds. He was looking forward to seeing what Creedence Hall looked like. He walked up the seventeen steps up to the sitting-room door and entered.
"Well, Holmes, how are you on this beautiful day? Have you forgiven me for being a 'cheeky bugger', as you put it?
"Yes, I have. We have time enough for some of this coffee that Mrs. Hudson brought up. She thought it might be a nice pick-me-up for that 'poor, overworked young man.' I think she fancies you, Watson." Holmes, sniggering, poured out a cup for each of them. He handed the doctor his coffee, and sat down opposite him.
"Are you looking for anything specific at Creedence Hall today?"
"Any evidence of trickery, or anything that feels out of place. Anything might be important, because, truth be told, we have no idea what we are looking for at this point."
A few minutes later, Mrs. Hudson came up to tell them that their cab was waiting for them to take them to the Hall.=================================================================================================A/N-Sorry that this install is so short.
A great big thank you to Faith Robin for reading and reviewing.
Help yourself to a virtual macaroon, dear. Oh, and I'm glad that you did not find any errors. I thought that I got them all, but I was not sure. I hope you liked this install as well as the last one.