Arrived at his house the next day and saw the houses at 221B, Baker Street. Two comfortable bedrooms, a large open-living living room, with two wide windows and plenty of light. The house is good in all respects and the rent in equal parts seems to be fair. So I settled down and immediately took possession of the house. I went there that evening with luggage from the hotel. Sherlock Holmes arrived the next morning with a few words and Portmanto.
It took a day or two to open and pack. Gradually we both became accustomed to the new environment. Living together with Holmes is not difficult at all. The man is calm, moderate in nature. I seldom wake up after ten at night, and go out in the morning before I wake up. Sometimes he spends the whole day in a chemical laboratory. Never or in the dissection-room.
Again a long way to walk in the underdeveloped areas of the city. When he gets addicted to work, he is not reluctant to do any work. Never or completely the opposite. Day after day he sits on the sofa in the living room. There is not a word in the mouth from morning to evening, there is no movement of the body. At that time I saw in his eyes such a blank dreamy vision that one could easily suspect that he was an addict; But seeing his restrained and clean life, he could not even think of an idea.
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