 By George Watson, it must be attempted murder at the very least. Because nothing else will hold the interest of the London messenger boy. There's Lestrade waiting for us, Holmes. Morning, Inspector. Morning, gentlemen. Come in, come in. Yes, Napoleon business again, Mr. Holmes. Ah, I guessed as much. What is it this time, Lestrade? Murder, sir. Splendid. Do close the door, my dear Watson. Yes, sir. This confounded crowd.