Post by Basil on May 3, 2012 12:14:10 GMT -8
The wail of police sirens cut through the ordinary bustle of city life, but their strident tones were music to the ears of Basil of Baker Street. For their clarion call indicated that some deviltry was afoot.
As he had no case to occupy himself at present, the mouse detective wasted no time in hailing a cab and bidding the driver to make haste to the scene of the crime, whatever sort of crime it might be.
It wasn't difficult to divine the origin of that crowd of onlookers which blocked traffic to the heart of the city. This was definitely the spot.
Tossing the cabbie a few notes, Basil made a dash for it, weaving in and out among the feet of the spectators, though he stopped just short of the familiar yellow police barrier. Not that he had any qualms about making his presence known; on the contrary, Basil only took a moment to smoothe his Inverness, adjust his necktie, and make certain he looked presentable.
As he had no case to occupy himself at present, the mouse detective wasted no time in hailing a cab and bidding the driver to make haste to the scene of the crime, whatever sort of crime it might be.
It wasn't difficult to divine the origin of that crowd of onlookers which blocked traffic to the heart of the city. This was definitely the spot.
Tossing the cabbie a few notes, Basil made a dash for it, weaving in and out among the feet of the spectators, though he stopped just short of the familiar yellow police barrier. Not that he had any qualms about making his presence known; on the contrary, Basil only took a moment to smoothe his Inverness, adjust his necktie, and make certain he looked presentable.
