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Mycroft Holmes: I believe I explicitly told you to look for her.
Lestrade: You explicitly told me to look for a scrappy girl with no poise. This was a woman... with extreme poise.
Mycroft Holmes: There's a wild thing underneath. That, I assure you.
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Enola Holmes: You tickle me, Viscount Tewkesbury, you magnificent marquess of blooming Basilwether. You're a cleverer boy than I perhaps gave you credit for.
Owen Atlas
Extended Reading
