An Interview with Holmes & Watson
Summary
17 JULY ****CHAPTER FOUR ADDED**** "The Observance of Trifles". F/
Miss Purbright Accepts the Challenge
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**This is my first attempt at Holmes/Watson ff…your opinions and comments are much appreciated, and will help me decide if it’s worth continuing ;) Thank You!**
Miss Purbright Accepts the Challenge
I stood in the telegraph office feeling uncomfortable at the thought of what I was about to do. I tried to salve my conscious by repeating that this was my job…..no, my profession. I did not approve of the sensationalist aspect of the newspaper for which I was employed, but being born poor, and being a woman, I was very fortunate to have a job at all.
Mr Collinwood, the editor summoned me into his office only yesterday. He was not an admirer of ‘women-folk’ and I expected I was about to be made redundant but instead he offered me an assignment.
"Miss Purbright, I assume you’ve heard of Mr Sherlock Holmes?” I grimaced. “Yes, of course,” I answered.
“All England sings his praises, and he lives a modest and solitary life with his chronicler, Dr Watson, which means –“
I anticipated his next thought. “—which means there is some deep mystery surrounding the man, some dark secret that the public deserves to know.”
Mr Collinwood smiled awkwardly. “Yes, exactly. We want you to pose as a client. Attach yourself to Holmes. Appeal to his protective side. Find out as much as you can about him, his vices, his sex life, and anything else you can discover.”
I had read (and enjoyed) several of the stories about Holmes written by Dr Watson. It was evident that Mr Collinwood had not.
“Mr Collinwood, Sherlock Holmes mistrust of all things feminine is well documented, and from what I have read, he has no ‘protective side,” I said, laughing.
Mr Collinwood tensed visibly. “How you do it, Madam, is your affair” he said dismissing me coldly.
Still hesitant in the telegraph office, feeling misgivings about deliberately deceiving a man who, I confess, I admired from afar, I put pen to paper and wrote,
“Dear Mr Holmes, May I consult you on a urgent matter?”
Coming Soon: Chapter Two - "Holmes Takes Up the Case"