A Visitor for Sherlock Holmes name is Doctor Watson. While I was in the army, travelled to many strange and interesting places. Then one day, in Afghanistan, I was shot in the shoulder. I nearly died from pain and fever, retired from the army and came back to England. That is why was living in London with Sherlock Holmes. had known my friend for many years, He was the most famous private detective in London One afternoon, was reading a book and Holmes was standing by the window in our sitting room. Usually he was very busy and active. But this afternoon he did not seem very happy I need some work, Watson, said Holmes impatiently, I love my work. It keeps my brain active. But when there are no crimes and no mysteries to solve ah. then life becomes very boring for me room At that moment, there was a knock at the door. our housekeeper came into the she was carrying a small white card on a silver tray. Holmes picked up the card Miss Mary Morstan, he read aloud, 'l don't know anyone of that name. Perhaps it is a new client A few moments later, Miss Morstan entered the room. She was young and not very tall, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She had a lovely face. I noticed at once that she looked worried and unhappy. "Please sit down, Miss Morstan, said and Holmes kindly. "I am sherlock Holmes this is my good friend, Doctor Watson. I'm very pleased to meet you both, said the young lady. "Something very strange has happened. Mr Holmes, I need your help!'