- Oh, tha-that was really... nice! - I said. - What you did... was nice!
- My pleasure! - said Jane.
We both give us a laugh and turn our feet to Baker Street.
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- John? Oh, he chase up at you two, dears! - said Mrs Hudson. - That's weird... he didn't came back, din't he?
- That's not good... - I said.
- Sherlock! - said Jane from the kitchen, bring me back to reality. - Some letters come early today... Can you take a look on them for me? I'm making tea!
- Yes! -I said, glancing at those papers. All of them was from a potential old fashion client or people who thinks it. Not important. A Mycroft's one? A letter? Why not in the phone? "To Miss Marple..." Hmm... Can I take a look on... oh wait... What is that? A different, yellow paper, in a awfull writing... "If you want you friend back, give me that blackbird!"
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