SHERLOCK HOLMES IN NEW YORK

by Braven

  I noticed Holmes consulting his watch, and commented on it.

  "Yes, by Jove," I said, "two hours and we're out to sea, a few more days and we're back in Baker Street—back where you can drink a proper cup of tea, even travel by Underground if it suits your purpose. This is said to be a splendid city, Holmes, and I dare say it is in many ways. But when it comes down to it, does it have anything worthwhile that we don't have in London?"

  Holmes looked down again at his watch, and ran the tip of his forefinger gently over something in the case.

  "Perhaps not, Watson. Perhaps not."