“You’re later than I expected,” Sherlock said, looking up briefly before turning his concentration back to the notes he was making. “Bad shift?”
“Much the same as usual, there’s never a good shift at the moment. We do what we can to patch people up physically, but there’s nothing we can do to take away the pain when we tell them their mother, sister or neighbour didn’t make it. And then when I finally finished, I found there was debris from one of the bombed houses completely blocking the main road, so I had to come the long way round. Is there anything you want me to do, or can I just go to bed?”
“I shall be going out soon, but I don’t need you to come with me. You’d be better getting some sleep. Oh, and Mrs Hudson has left either supper or breakfast for you, I’m not sure which.”
“Where is she? Is she okay?”
“Oh, yes. She was sleeping in the shelter and then said she’d queue for bread first thing. She was muttering something about ration cards, so I gave her what I could find.”
“Have you given Lestrade back his?”
“It wasn’t his – it was a forgery, so no.”
“You mean, you’ve used it?”
“Why not? I find the extra food useful for those who can’t get cards.”
“Don’t tell me. I don’t want to know. Just be careful you don’t get yourself arrested.”
“Mycroft finds the information I obtain very useful, and I don’t think he’s too worried about how I get it.”
“Are you any closer to finding who’s responsible for those leaks?”
“Yes. The net is drawing much tighter. I have a few ends to fasten off and then tonight we should be able to catch all our fish.”
“Good. In which case I shall leave you to your fishing, and I shall grab some sleep before I go back to the hospital and start trying to put people back together again.”
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“Much the same as usual, there’s never a good shift at the moment. We do what we can to patch people up physically, but there’s nothing we can do to take away the pain when we tell them their mother, sister or neighbour didn’t make it. And then when I finally finished, I found there was debris from one of the bombed houses completely blocking the main road, so I had to come the long way round. Is there anything you want me to do, or can I just go to bed?”
“I shall be going out soon, but I don’t need you to come with me. You’d be better getting some sleep. Oh, and Mrs Hudson has left either supper or breakfast for you, I’m not sure which.”
“Where is she? Is she okay?”
“Oh, yes. She was sleeping in the shelter and then said she’d queue for bread first thing. She was muttering something about ration cards, so I gave her what I could find.”
“Have you given Lestrade back his?”
“It wasn’t his – it was a forgery, so no.”
“You mean, you’ve used it?”
“Why not? I find the extra food useful for those who can’t get cards.”
“Don’t tell me. I don’t want to know. Just be careful you don’t get yourself arrested.”
“Mycroft finds the information I obtain very useful, and I don’t think he’s too worried about how I get it.”
“Are you any closer to finding who’s responsible for those leaks?”
“Yes. The net is drawing much tighter. I have a few ends to fasten off and then tonight we should be able to catch all our fish.”
“Good. In which case I shall leave you to your fishing, and I shall grab some sleep before I go back to the hospital and start trying to put people back together again.”