my name is Doctor Watson. While I was in the army, I travel led to many strange and interesting places. Then one day, in Afghanistan, I was shot in the shoulder. I nearly died from pain and fever. I retired from the army and came back to England.That is why I was living in London with Sherlock Holmes. I had know my friend for many years. He was the most famous private detective in London.
One afternoon, I 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 ma brain active. But when there are no crimes and no mysteries to solve-ah, then becomes very boring for me
At that moment. there was a knock at the door. Our housekeeper came into the room She was carrying a small white card on a silver tray. Holmes picked up the card.
Miss Mary Morstan, he read aloud. I 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 nad not very tall, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She had a lovely face. I noticed at once unhappy.
Please sit down , Miss Morstan , said Holmes kindly. I am Sherlock Holmes and this is my good . 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!