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[referring to his diary as he writes]

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[When he enters their shared quarters from his bedroom, he's only partially a mess - hair askew, but his clothes are all on, and properly buttoned. It's only when he catches a glimpse of himself in the plate glass of a window that he smooths his hair back into place.] Watson, working on those dreadful stories again, are you?

[When he enters their shared quarters from his bedroom, he's only partially a mess - hair askew, but his clothes are all on, and properly buttoned. It's only when he catches a glimpse of himself in the plate glass of a window that he smooths his hair back into place.] Watson, working on those dreadful stories again, are you?

[When he enters their shared quarters from his bedroom, he's only partially a mess - hair askew, but his clothes are all on, and properly buttoned. It's only when he catches a glimpse of himself in the plate glass of a window that he smooths his hair back into place.] Watson, working on those dreadful stories again, are you?

[When he enters their shared quarters from his bedroom, he's only partially a mess - hair askew, but his clothes are all on, and properly buttoned. It's only when he catches a glimpse of himself in the plate glass of a window that he smooths his hair back into place.] Watson, working on those dreadful stories again, are you?

[When he enters their shared quarters from his bedroom, he's only partially a mess - hair askew, but his clothes are all on, and properly buttoned. It's only when he catches a glimpse of himself in the plate glass of a window that he smooths his hair back into place.] Watson, working on those dreadful stories again, are you?

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