A man may spend considerable effort searching for a solution, only to discover that he has already built one and simply forgotten.
A Letter Arrives But The Post Office Is Closed
Note From Col. Watson: Today’s session sprang, not from design or ambition, but from a small disaster: Professor Higgins had gone silent.
My benfactor returned to his Norwegian studies after tea this afternoon only to find his trusted tutor unresponsive, dead upon the floor, with an unanswered submission strewn across his chest. The Doctor felt this loss all the more keenly, as the Professor’s question had touched on an area of thin vocabulary, and he was eagerly awaiting his tutor’s pointed feedback.