? ? ? ? For three months after taking over the practice I was kept very closely at work and saw little of my friend Sherlock Holmes, for I was too busy to visit Baker Street, and he seldom went anywhere himself save upon professional business. I was surprised, therefore, when, one morning in June, as I sat reading the British Medical Journal after breakfast, I heard a ring at the bell, followed by the high, somewhat strident tones of my old companion's voice.
? ? ? ? "Ah, my dear Watson," said he, striding into the room, "I am very delighted to see you! I trust that Mrs. Watson has entirely recovered from all the little excitements connected with our adventure of the Sign of Four."
? ? ? ? "Thank you, we are both very well," said I, shaking him warmly by the hand.
? ? ? ? "And I hope, also," he continued, sitting down in the rockingchair, "that the cares of medical practice have not entirely obliterated the interest which you used to take in our little deductive problems."
? ? ? ? "On the contrary," I answered, "it was only last night that I was looking over my old notes, and classifying some of our past results."
? ? ? ? "I trust that you don't consider your collection closed.
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