Elementray My Dear.

"Edwin, hurry up!" My friend Grace shouted.

"I'm coming!" I yelled, running after her. She clutched a piece of paper in her hands, occasionally looking at it as if to reassure herself that it was there.

"221B Baker Street." She muttered, looking at the numbers on the houses.

"There!" I shouted, pointing out a house further along the street.

"Excellent! C'mon Ed!" She said, taking off down the street. I followed her, panting. She runs too fast.

"Here it is." She cried. She was trembling from head to toe.

"Hey, it'll be okay, I promise." I told her. I reached my hand to knock when the door suddenly
opened. Grace looked up.

"Mr. Holmes?" She asked timidly. The man smiled kindly.

"No, I am Dr. John Watson. My friend, Mr. Holmes is upstairs."

"Watson, who's at the door?" A voice called down.

"Well, I don't know! What are your names?" The doctor asked, peering down at us.

"Well, I'm Edwin Baker. And this is..."

"Grace. Grace Elizabeth Turner." The doctor looked shocked.

"Holmes, you had better get down here now."

“Whatever for Watson?”

“She’s arrived.”