Watson let go, but when Patsy scrambled to his feet he stood over his recumbent foe, ready to strike.
His voice was stern and implacable, like the voice of God calling to judgment, and Watson knew there was no mercy there.
Watson blocked the kick with his crossed arms and sprang to his feet so quickly that he was in a clinch with his antagonist before the latter could strike.
Might I trouble you, my dear Watson, to draw a little nearer to the window, taking every precaution not to show yourself, and then to look up at our old rooms--the starting- point of so many of your little fairy-tales.
"My dear Watson," said the well-remembered voice, "I owe you a thousand apologies.
It was not a pleasant business, Watson. The fall roared beneath me.
"Come along, Watson. This is the house." He sent in his card with a message that he had come on important business, and a moment later we were face to face with the man whom we had come to see.
"Come, Watson, I don't think we shall be wanted in Aldershot any more."
"That one word, my dear Watson, should have told me the whole story had I been the ideal reasoner which you are so fond of depicting.
"Hardly that, Watson. You will, I am sure, agree with me that if the page be given, the number of the chapter is immaterial.
"Brilliant, Watson. You are scintillating this morning.
"There are difficulties, Watson. The vocabulary of Bradshaw is nervous and terse, but limited.