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"The Brixton Road does not lie between any circus and Houndsditch," said Sherlock Holmes sharply.
"England is very attractive to you, seeing how indifferently you have prospered there," he observed then, turning his calm face to his nephew with a smile.
"Pardon me," replied the other, "it was stupid of me to forget, especially as I had just been talking about it."
He was a very nice, intelligent, middle-aged Frenchman, and he looked interested when his eyes fell upon Sara trying politely to seem absorbed in her little book of phrases.
