Antidote to Sorrow -- Part 4

[w_a_i_d]

February 16th  1894

Alice, in an entirely uncharacteristic fit of thoughtlessness , knocked on my study door and then entered before I had a chance to tell her to wait, and  so caught me with my sleeve still rolled up, just in the act of withdrawing the needle.

“I’m so sorry!” she blurted at once, dropping into an appalled curtsey,

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Comments

[yan_tan_tether]

I'm really enjoying this, and I was interested to find out about Martial Bourdin.

hmmm

[taluliaka]

Well firstly....you are a god for managing to wind the strands of the story around ACTUAL HISTORICAL EVENTS

but secondly...

GOOD GOD WOMAN HOLMES IS COMING.
And the inevitable meeting and the angst and how they've CHANGED and ARGGGH.

It'd be..um...really good if you could update...soon...as I try to keep my head from exploding.
Thank you. :)

[bedpotato]

*flails* Watson is morphing into Holmes. The needle! The sarcasm re: Scotland Yard! Also, DEDUCTIONSSSS!

...though I always ink them over or tear them out. Come back. Come back.

Beautiful and sad. I'm looking forward to the next part because yay we finally get to the Adair case. :) Can I just say I love the fun facts I get out of your fics? XD

[tiamuriel]

Please, tell me you are going to finish this amazing fic. Please. I need it. In the meantime, I´ll keep looking through your other works.:)

[rabidsamfan]

Rereading. You have such a marvelous Watson voice in this. And I adore your take on Lestrade.