Sherlock Fic: Laurels
Laurels
Holmes’s reputation as a genius who defied convention had preceded him. When the Honorable Mr. Justice Adams was merely Roger Adams the undergraduate, he had snatched his share of policeman’s helmets, so to speak. Intelligence was ever under-appreciated. Adams had been inclined to be indulgent.
He had been a fool.
Sherlock was a . . . That is to say, he . . . No. There was no other way to put it. Sherlock Holmes was a smartarse.
John was muttering under his breath while Sherlock followed the policemen from the courtroom: “. . . I warned him, but Sherlock Holmes is far too clever to listen to me . . .”