Now, Watson,” said Holmes, as a tall dog-cart dashed up through the gloom, throwing out two golden tunnels of yellow light from… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Now, Watson,' said Holmes, (...) 'you'll come with me, won't you?' 'If I can be of use.' 'Oh, a trusty comrade is… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
A trusty comrade is always of use; and a chronicler still more so. — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
