Fic: Untold Cases (No. 3): G
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Rating: Gen
Length: 500
Notes: the untold cases of canon; Holmes & Watson
Summary: the last of the lot
Author's Note: for the fffc May Special challenge & the May prompt: flowers.
17. “I am tired as I appear, Watson, and yet I shall not rest, for that tussie-mussie our client left behind taunts me so; pansies, my dear man, pansies for thoughts, and I haven’t a single one as to who or how Mr. Abergavenny was murdered.”
18. “These amaryllis were cut, Watson, not broken or crushed or torn, and so the elusive ‘Woman at Margate with No Power on Her Nose’ had finally met her match in Sherlock Holmes!”
19. “The wreath of buckbean might have been appropriate for Henry Staunton’s grave as it was, in fact, a bog where he sunk most of his victims, but the flower signifies ‘calm repose,’ Watson, and a blackguard like Staunton ought to see his fair share of torment in the next world, don’t you agree?”
20. “Too much basil in the soup should have suggested to the lonely Mme. Montpensier’s an unfortunate future; her stepdaughter’s heavy hand with that spice—which means ‘hatred,’ as you know—was a most unequivocal portend, my dear Watson.”
21. “Yes, Watson, I am proud of the arrest of Huret, the Boulevard Assassin, and the recognition that followed was some recompense for the many nights when I thought myself defeated, but breathe in the heavy scent of the French honeysuckle, my dear man, and ask yourself if Providence doesn’t fashion a far sweeter reward than man?”
22. “The remarkable case of the Gila, or venomous lizard, only demonstrates that some creatures of cold blood walk on two feet, such as he who would not a spare a Michaelmas daisy for his dead mother’s grave.”
23. “Yes, Watson, the case is closed, I should love for you to crown me with a spring of clematis for my mental beauty, then allow me to treat you to feast at Simpson’s worthy of the Amateur Mendicant Society and their luxurious club.”
24. I hope one day the truth of the barque Sophy Anderson will be known, just as I hope one day Sherlock Holmes might wear his prized petunia bonnet without attracting wasps, that is, the most loose-lipped and envious of the fashionable ladies of Central London.
25. I confess to a mild shock at the sight of Holmes bestowing a bouquet of white chrysanthemums upon Matthews, but I suppose ‘truth’ is the highest virtue to be esteemed in one’s dentist.
26.“Opals for tears, but Mrs. Farintosh wept with relief, Watson, crying into her lilac-scented handkerchief, when the tiara was recovered and her good name cleared of all suspicion.”
27. “Larkspur is for ‘levity,’ my dear Watson,” said Holmes as he tucked the dried flowers in amongst the papers, “but there are some in lofty circles who will be shedding tears of shame should matter of the politician, the lighthouse, and the trained cormorant come to light.”
28. When dismissive laughter and a ‘what care I for fame?’ was Holmes’s response to the bouquet of tulips sent from the Palace, I suspected that the knighthood was about to be refused.
29. I was pleased with Holmes’s resolution of the little affair of the Vatican Cameos, but I was absolutely thrilled with the pair of sweet Vatican camisoles, delicately-embroidered with bashful peonies, which he received as part of his recompense.
30. “No remorse, no regrets, my dear Watson, let us lay to rest all the cases, told and untold, and prepare to enjoy the ‘rustic happiness’ that these yellow violets promise.”