Warlock Holmes--A Study In Brimstone - Plot & Excerpts
I sat upon a tasteful velvet settee, utterly in awe. Grogsson owned a proper house on the edge of town—and by proper, I mean immaculate. No speck of dust could be seen. Framed prints of Europe’s finest ballet dancers, male and female, adorned the walls. No other subject was featured in any of Grogsson’s artwork. He even had a pair of Marie Taglioni’s shoes, preserved in a glass display case. Warlock and Lestrade had known of this predilection, but it was my first time in Grogsson’s house. Grogsson stared at me with a look that promised utter physical destruction if I breathed a word to anyone, or dared to mock. In fact, I had no desire to cast fun, but rather felt a swell of sympathy for the hulking detective. Ballet dancers are graceful, delicate, refined and beautiful. In order to make the list complete, one need only add “well spoken” and preface the whole thing with “Here are five things Torg Grogsson will never be.” Warlock rummaged about in the attic for a few minutes, returning with a battered trunk.
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