A gleam of sun shining through the unsashed window, and chequering the dark workshop with a broad patch of light, fell full upon him, as though attracted by his sunny heart.

Holmes was coming upstairs. Holmes would burst open the door. Holmes would say, “In a funk, eh?” Holmes would get him.

Some yacht clubs have similar haul-out facilities to marinas and make them available to non-members, albeit at a higher rate than that for club boats.

He wolfed down a sandwich and coffee from the dairy lunch across the street before hurrying back to work.