'Good evening, doctor,' he said. 'I'd like a word with
Mr Holmes.'
I did not know what to say. Did the police already
know what Holmes had done?
Then Lestrade saw the telegram, picked it up and
read it. 'Running off for a little holiday, is he?' he said.
'Some of us have to work for a living. We've had
enough of Mr Holmes and the kind of help he gives
the police.'