The Disappearance Of Lady Frances Carfax

But why Turkish?” a asked Mr. Sherlock Holmes, gazing fixedly at my boots. I was reclining in a cane­backed chair at the moment, and my protruded feet had attracted his everactive attention. “English,” I answered in some surprise. “I got them at Latimer’s, in Oxford Street.” Holmes smiled with an expression of weary pa­tience. “The bath!” he said; “the bath! Why the relaxing and expensive Turkish rather than the invigorating home-made article?”