Dr. John H. Watson: Yes. We told you, you were taking an awful risk.
Sherlock Holmes: Well, we had to have a confession and these egomaniacs are always so much more chatty when they feel they have the upper hand.
Alfred Brunton: I love things that have no meaning.
Dr. John H. Watson: Oh, Hurlston. It's a grim old pile, very spooky.
Sherlock Holmes: Don't tell me that you met a ghost.
Dr. John H. Watson: Well, not so spooky as that. Ghosts don't stab people in the neck, do they? Or do they?
Sherlock Holmes: Not well-bred ghosts, Watson.
Sherlock Holmes: Surgical instruments. You know, Watson, the instruments that save life are hardly more pleasant to look at than those that take it.
