the roamerI had never seen Holmes cry before. He sat in his chair, his face in his hands. It's broken, he stammered. It's broken.
I saw the pipe on the table, fractured. It's a delicate material, meerschaum, I had told Holmes many times that briar is so much more practical. But Holmes said he loved the coolness of the smoke from his Calabash.
There was movement in the chair. Moriarty gave it to me, Holmes sobbed. It was a token of his affection. The last thing he left me.
I began to realise the enormity of what I had just learnt. It felt a little awkward, too. I rang the bell to call Mrs Hudson and ask her to bring the tea.
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