Dawes:
You wanted to see me, sir?
Professor Moriarty:
I'm away for a few weeks, Dawes, and I come back to find my anthurium magenta, my incomparable anthurium magenta, withered, ruined...
Dawes:
I can't understand it, sir; I took good care of all the plants.
Professor Moriarty:
Did you water them?
Dawes:
Every day, sir - just as you told me, sir.
Professor Moriarty:
Then how does it happen that I find a spider's web spun across the spout of the watering can?
Dawes:
That can happen overnight, sir.
Professor Moriarty:
Overnight, huh? Then you didn't water them today?
Dawes:
There's been so much to do, sir, preparing for your coming back.
Professor Moriarty:
Nothing is as important as the care of my flowers. Through your neglect, this flower has died. You've murdered a flower!
Dawes:
Why, I'm sorry, sir.
Professor Moriarty:
To think that for merely murdering a man I was incarcerated for six whole weeks in a filthy prison cell.
Dawes:
A pity, sir!
Professor Moriarty:
A travesty on justice!
Dawes:
Quite so, sir.
Professor Moriarty:
And for this crime, Dawes, you should be flogged, broken on the wheel, drawn and quartered...
Dawes:
Yes, sir. Will that be all, sir?
Professor Moriarty:
...and boiled in oil!
Dawes:
Thank you, sir.
Professor Moriarty:
Go away.
Dawes:
Yes, sir.
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