All the afternoon he sat in the stalls wrapped in the most perfect happiness, gently waving his long, thin fingers in time to the music, while his gently smiling face and his languid, dreamy eyes were as unlike those of Holmes the sleuth-hound, Holmes the relentless, keen-witted, ready-handed criminal agent, as it was possible to conceive.
Páholyában egész délután a legtökéletesebb boldogság vette körül, hosszú, vékony ujjaival finoman követte a zene ritmusát. Finom, éteri mosolya, bágyadt, álmatag tekintete mit sem idézett a kopó Holmesból.