 He put one of them in the hall of his private house and the other in his surgery at Lower Brixton. And when he came down this morning, Doctor... What? House burgled. And yet there wasn't a thing taken but the bust from the hall. Good gracious. And believe it or not, it had been carried outside and smashed against the garden wall, same as the other one in the shop. Ah, this is certainly very novel, Lestrade. I thought it would please you, Mr. Holmes.