sherlock holmes brother

Instead, he began to spend more time in the living room of 221B. If he hadn't stared blankly at the ceiling, or "painted" on the wall with a gun, Watson almost thought he was Not working anymore.

"You are so slack, aren't you afraid that your 'wife' will run away with someone else?" How does it feel to see Sherlock every day when you leave and come back?Watson began to feel that he was really living with Sherlock.Of course, he didn't mean that they had a bad life before, it's just that saying "I'm leaving" in the morning and "I'm back" in the evening can quietly disintegrate people's psychological defense.

Because of this, the estrangement between Watson and Sherlock due to this period of time quickly disappeared in an almost completely turbulent life, and for the first time, Watson felt a sense of steadfastness in life— —Someone is waiting for him at home, he leaves home willingly, returns home, except that Sherlock is not his other half, 221B realizes all his desire for family life.So much so that later he even thought about making fun of the detective. Although the other party would not respond to him most of the time, Watson still enjoyed it.

"What wife?" But this time Sherlock was clearly coming to an end, and he had some thoughts on his cohabitant.In fact, it’s not that Sherlock doesn’t know what Watson is referring to. It’s just that doctors are not the only ones who enjoy this relaxed living atmosphere. , once they move their minds, they are often more lethal than ordinary people. "I thought I was still single, 'in courtship'."

Watson was taken aback by the detective's unusual response, and then the joy of the response welled up in his heart, "Your job, don't betray your wife." He blinked slyly.

Sherlock felt that such a doctor was more like a huge teddy bear in the window, especially because of the emotional fluctuations, Watson's blue eyes looked moist, which was a beautiful color that Sherlock had never seen before.

"Sherlock..." Maybe it was because the detective was too engrossed in watching, Watson twisted his body uncomfortably, he was a little uncomfortable with Sherlock's straightforward and focused gaze.But another little voice inside him objected—he was just terrified of the joy of this focus.

"Huh?" Sherlock still didn't look away. For a detective who is willful most of the time, he really doesn't mind looking at a teddy when he's interested, especially when it's his own teddy. It took some extra thought, so it was rare for the detective to temporarily stop his brain. The temperature in the air rose rapidly, and Watson even felt that every inch of his bare|exposed skin was about to burn.

"What have you found these days?" In order to get rid of his predicament, Watson found the safest question.Sure enough, when he mentioned the case, although the detective's eyes were still on him, the heat inside him subsided a lot.

"One of the achievements of modern technology is the transparency of most people's lives," the detective said triumphantly when talking about the case. "Our suspects don't have the habit of disfiguring their faces, so I easily found their advertisements," Slender said. Quickly draw a half circle in the air with your finger, "their footprints are all over the entire north bank of the Thames River, of course, North London is the most, and West London is the least. I registered several accounts and tried to reply to some of them , look..." Sherlock returned his hand to the keyboard and started typing quickly.

Watson leaned over and watched the detective enthusiastically show him the whole process of solving the case. From his point of view, Sherlock's mental age seemed to stay at a teenager forever, just like now, as long as he maintains such a good mood, he will He talked about the details of those cases bit by bit, without any impatience when facing Scotland Yard.

The computer screen reflected two faces very close together, but neither of their owners noticed. "They are an organization, quite exclusive, especially the price tag of 'clean and quality' is never low. You don't want to know who their customers may include, confidentiality is their first principle.. .”

Sherlock was about to say something, but was interrupted by Watson's voice, "Don Quixote and Sancho? I thought you were their client!" Watson pointed to the name in several dialog boxes on the screen, feeling The soul is trembling, what is "we are the best partner", "we can bring the most wonderful experience to the guests"... and "not just enjoyment, but also a performance", why doesn't he Know when he and Sherlock formed a goddamn combination, or the knight and his followers!

"The works of Cervantes, I think you should know." Sherlock's voice was condemned, "Even if you are a doctor, you should not give up your literary accomplishment."

Watson felt that he didn't know what to say at all. This man who talked about literary accomplishment and only played classical music was still talking about accomplishment after using the classic characters in the famous book as the code names of a pair of possible male|prostitutes. ? ! "Yes, I know," it's just that his instinct is obviously faster than he can realize, and answering Sherlock's question seems to have become a deep-rooted inertia, "The man who imagined himself as a knight and hired his neighbor as a Followers, no... we just said that you disguised us as a couple without my consent... a couple..." His face was flushed, but he didn't say it.

"Sex worker." Seeing that the doctor was about to spontaneously combust, Sherlock kindly changed his name, and then his face suddenly changed, "John, can I trust you?"

"Of course." Watson straightened his back unconsciously.

"Are you my assistant?" Sherlock continued.

"Yes, I will be your assistant," replied Watson, swallowing "until the day you don't need me."

"I won't give up on this case." Sherlock's chin lifted slightly, with the usual determination, "You will be with me." As if it was the last time he was willful, detectives are good at observing, let alone the target It was the doctor he put in his heart.Sherlock actually understood Watson's hesitation and hesitation, and he had already made up his mind to let Watson go and pursue his own life.It was only when he faced it that he realized that he was not ready, so Sherlock evaded. He interrupted Watson's chance to speak out again and again, and it would take a day if it could be delayed.

This was the last time, Sherlock told himself, and he would set his doctor free once the case was over.It is precisely because of this that Sherlock has no intention of mocking Watson. Every minute from now on, he will store it in a partition called "cherish" in his brain, and spend the rest of his life slowly reminiscing about it.

"You promise that you won't abandon me to meet those people, or take some damn business behind my back!" Although she didn't understand Sherlock's real purpose, this didn't affect Watson's panic about the detective's choice of such an identity. .As long as he thinks that Sherlock will use his charm to get close to other people, whether it is a man or a woman, Watson will have the urge to draw a gun. He knows that it is wrong for him to do so, and he has clearly decided to give up.This was for Sherlock's safety, and Watson tried hard to find an explanation he could accept for his behavior.

Sherlock nodded noncommittally, before turning his attention to the computer screen.Watson, who belatedly realized what he had promised, began to pace the room restlessly. God, did he just agree to play a pair of partners who provide sexual services to customers with Sherlock? !Although Watson doesn't like it, it's clear that Sherlock's role for them involves control and anti-control, and Watson will never admit that in the first moment, he thinks of Sherlock waving a horsewhip.

"Sherlock..." Watson finally stopped, and then he spoke suddenly.

"Don't think about it, Mycroft won't ask, the level of those guests will be his trouble." As if knowing what Watson was going to say, Sherlock interrupted him without even looking.

"Nawei..." Watson quickly remembered another person.

This time Sherlock stopped, with a sneer on his face, "The hypocrite? Oh, my dear doctor, don't you think he's the kind who hands you a white handkerchief when you cry, Someone who politely advises you when you go astray?"

Watson didn't speak, but the expression on his face clearly wrote a few large characters—isn't it?Watson had no reason not to think so, especially in view of the conversation they had had.

The deduction method allowed Watson to have almost no secrets in front of Sherlock, and it was easy to discover that he had some personal relationship with his younger brother. Sherlock snorted heavily, "Wilton has liked all kinds of fighting since he was very young. Went to the United States and didn’t come back until recently, I checked his records in the United States, he was so white that he used bleach...” Sherlock had never said these words to anyone, not even Mycroft. The career choice made the information between them unequal. Sherlock would not have said if he hadn't noticed Watson's trust in Wilton. I have done a few missions, and the success rate is [-] percent," Sherlock was also a little proud at this point, it was his little brother, "So, my doctor, don't believe what he shows you, if there are a few people in London who are completely Don't care what the world looks like tomorrow, he's definitely one of them, except...Wilton has no weaknesses."

If Mycroft still has to bear the burden of "Sherlock Holmes" and Sherlock has also begun to be trapped by Watson's moral standards, then the youngest son of the Holmes family is truly unscrupulous, regardless of fame, power, status, and money. Dunn's understanding of the whole world is so rough that even Sherlock finds it extreme.He is not "anti" society, he simply "ignores" this society.

It's just that Sherlock also understands that even if there is a surname "Sherlock Holmes", Wilton will do his best according to the requirements of this surname. This is what Sherlock can't understand him the most. From the most beautiful lie woven in time.Just like he doesn't agree with Mycroft's sacrifice for "Sherlock Holmes", but this does not affect the relationship between their brothers, they respect their families, and they will not intervene until their families destroy themselves.

"Be mature, Sherlock, don't be jealous of your brother's popularity." Watson didn't believe it at all. Whether it was Wilton's occupation, conversation, or the relationship between them, all aspects of his performance showed that he was a brother. A complete gentleman, especially when it comes to Sherlock's consistent behavior when encountering things related to Mycroft, Watson did not hesitate to stand by Wilton who "has a good relationship" with his brother side.

Sherlock's face became gloomy, thanks to Watson's habit of not hiding in front of him, he clearly interpreted the other's thoughts.It's just that these didn't make him feel comfortable. On the contrary, his doctor's sense of the little bastard who played tricks in front of others made him feel so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood for the first time.

The protagonist who caused another family conflict between his second brother and "second sister-in-law" has just finished teaching in Barts at this time. With the further development of the course, most of the students have already changed from being impressed by Wilton's conversation and behavior. His interest has shifted to admiration for his professional knowledge, and Wilton's popularity in the school has also risen accordingly. Some bold men and women have even mixed in love letters written on parchment during the submission of papers, and learned about some professors' habits Some caring people even brought wax paint, and the dark red sealing wax dripped on the simply folded parchment, with the word "Love" on it carelessly and without even concealing it.

It's just that today's "love letter" is obviously different from usual. Wilton still has a gentle smile on his face. Only those who are familiar with him will notice the excitement in the smile. "Meddlers die." Capital letters, dark green color, and a line of small words below: don't touch things you shouldn't touch.

Turning the parchment over casually, Wilton wrote on the back, "To Big Brother", and then he rolled the parchment into a roll and tied it around Harry's leg, "A letter from King Gallon, my good girl." There were always MI[-] agents on Baker Street anyway, and there was always a special spice in their hideouts at Mycroft's behest - Harry's Galleon.

Not less than an hour later, someone knocked on the door of 221C. Wilton opened the door, and saw the assistant lady in a suit standing there, holding an unchanging BlackBerry, "Mary, my name today, the boss asked me to Come pick you up."

"My honor." Wilton's handsome gentleman's salute, but he had already highlighted his boyfriend's name in his heart. His elder brother never targeted indiscriminately. Is Miss Blackberry's name really just a coincidence?

☆, 29. Mai Ge VS Wilton (catch insects)

"Brother," the black car took Wilton directly to an abandoned factory. Wilton saw a simple chair in the middle of the reinforced concrete that should have been wrapped in layers. Opposite the chair A man in a black three-piece suit was standing casually holding an umbrella. Although his surroundings seemed to be quite empty and simple, the man stood out as if he was in Buckingham Palace.Mycroft nodded, pointed to the chair in front of him with the umbrella in his hand, and motioned for Wilton to sit down. Wilton stood beside the chair, stood firmly, and shouted, "Brother."

Mycroft still didn't speak. He looked at his youngest brother, from the strands of hair to the familiar handmade leather shoes on his feet. It took him a long time before he said, "What do you think of my assistant's new name?"

Come on, Wilton didn't have any superfluous expressions on his face, "Mary is a good name. If you ask me, it's much better than her other names. At least it's simple and easy to understand, and it's easy to read." Pretending to be innocent has always been His specialty is that Wilton, who knows the true identity of his boyfriend, obviously does not intend to tell his elder brother about Moriarty's existence. The way the three brothers handle things is very different, like threatening Sherlock. After that, he found Moriarty and would wait and see what happened, while his elder brother would directly intervene.

"'Mary' originated in Hebrew, meaning the daughter of the sea," Mycroft's voice seemed to have a strange rhythm, "I also like this simple name, because simple often means no trouble, And you, my brother, have always been a wise man, and I think wise men don't like too much trouble."

"Of course, no one likes trouble, and I'm not Sherlock..." Speaking of this, Wilton frowned, "In fact, Sherlock's ability to make trouble for himself has changed from refusing to cooperate to deceiving himself. I've seen that doctor, and I'd say Sherlock will realize that he has no choice." Shrugging, Wilton pretended not to care.

"Sherlock has always been an adventurous person." Hearing one of his younger brothers publicly accusing his other younger brother, Mycroft just changed his focus, "The matter between him and the doctor will be resolved by themselves. I am more interested in your fiancée." When Wilton is willing, he will be as slippery as a sea snake and completely unable to catch his hand. After a long time, Mycroft has also learned to be straight to the point. Of course, let him There are really not many people who ask questions like this openly, "That Miss Mary."

Unavoidable, Wilton put on a puzzled look, "I thought we had discussed this issue, I will not inform the inspector, you will not meddle in the relationship between me and my mate, we It's settled, there is no investigation, no monitoring." After speaking, he tightened his lips like a younger brother who was really angry because he refused to obey his parents' discipline.

"Meddlers die," Mycroft didn't care at all. "You asked Harry to bring it to me. Both Sherlock and I have received the same message." If Mycroft was asking "Mary "Wilton still had the heart to hide his true identity, but now this new news makes him take it seriously. It is not a secret to some people that the Holmes family has three brothers, but they clearly know that Wilton's There are very few names and identities. Wilton went to the United States to study and changed his surname to some extent to hide his identity.

But Mycroft said that all three of their brothers had received the same message, so the nature of the matter had changed. If the other party's target was the surname "Holmes", Wilton would be in a very dangerous situation.After all, he is the weakest link on the bright side. "When?" He needed to completely rule out Moriarty's suspicion, especially since he was basically satisfied with this boyfriend in view of his sensitive identity.

"When Sherlock was investigating the last case, someone burned Greg's house, and the doctor brought back a note on the way home." Simply pointing out the facts to Wilton, Mycroft's voice was slightly pulled Gao, "I've found someone to check on that 'Miss Mary', and there is no news so far, do you have any other suggestions for this?" Mycroft doesn't like breaking promises, but the prerequisite is that his promises Will not hurt my family.

"The same content? No difference?" Wilton noticed that his elder brother's fingers holding the umbrella lightly drew circles on the handle. He understood that this meant that Mycroft was also a little uncertain, so he asked anyway. Come out, "Meddlers die. Leave you alone..."

"No fine print." Mycroft interrupted him, "but the information for you seems to be much later than ours." He understood what Wilton meant, but he also reminded his little brother that the time difference The difference is likely to lead to small changes in information. Compared with the previous red capitals, it is obvious that the extra line of small characters is almost negligible.

But that's how Wilton fully understood that the purpose of the letter writer would not be "Sherlock Holmes". Think about it, if the purpose of the other party's message is really "Sherlock Holmes", then in order to minimize the possibility of exposure Consistency, consistency and monotony of information is almost the most basic approach, just like what his elder brother and second brother received.But the information Wilton received was not like this. Compared with the previous two, the message Wilton received was not so much a notification as a threat—a threat to Wilton alone, so things would be interesting , Is that person threatening "Wilton Polk" or "Wilton Holmes".

What Wilton could think of, Mycroft could naturally think of it. The only information asymmetry between them was that Wilton knew that Moriarty would not have done this, since he didn't even know his own. Real last name, presumably his dear boyfriend will be more interested in "Pluto" in Las Vegas recently.Oh, and of course it’s even more unlikely that it’s his subordinates. According to the level of the person delivering this kind of information, unless that Colonel Moran named Sebastian completely betrayed his boyfriend, give someone who is only a university professor Sending such a letter is like an idiot's behavior.

After a few breaths, Wilton had already calmed down. It was his secret that Moriarty didn't know his identity, just like their current relationship, he couldn't let his elder brother know for the time being, but he The eldest brother has obviously suspected that he is having sex with his boyfriend.Unlike Sherlock, although Wilton also felt that most of MI[-]'s agents were useless, he couldn't help them have a wise enough leader, and when that leader was serious, he wouldn't doubt their difficulty.

"'Mary' is just temporarily inconvenient," Wilton said again after making up his mind, "you don't have to worry too much, if everything goes well, maybe Mommy will see you at Christmas." First, take Mommy out, regardless of Wilton Will he bring the person home in the end? At least he has guaranteed that "Mary" is safe, and he even knows the identity behind that "Mary".

"I thought I knew what you were doing?" Mycroft accurately discerned the meaning of Wilton's words, but besides these, he had another layer of worry-his youngest brother had never been concerned about marriage or maintaining a relationship. It was no secret in the Holmes family that a stable relationship had no interest, and as the eldest brother and parent, Mycroft worried a lot about him.But when he really faced Wilton's appearance of being deeply in love, Mycroft began to worry about whether his little brother would be cheated. If a woman wants to be a liar, it is almost impossible It's too easy, just like the "Miss Irene" who has been rumored in their circle, those fools who are confused by desire will not understand, that woman cares about more than money .

"Yes, brother." Wilton adjusted his posture, with a very solemn tone, "I will not let anyone hurt 'Holmes'." It is "Holmes", not "Sherlock". Leton was sure that his boyfriend would not take his mind on him in a short time. As for consulting criminals, consulting detectives, etc., since Sherlock likes to play, let them play by themselves.

Mycroft looked with relief at his younger brother who was almost single-handedly brought up. Of course he had heard about Wilton's affairs in the United States, but the tragic lessons he learned from Sherlock made it rare for him to face Wilton's He let go more or less from time to time, under the premise of "not hurting himself", Mycroft didn't want to worry about why Wilton was sometimes erratic in Las Vegas, his brother should have his own choice and his own life.

Fortunately, in this regard, Wilton never let him down.Whether it's career choice, personal cultivation or conduct, his little brother has done the best he can imagine.Oh, of course he doesn't think Sherlock is bad. In fact, it's because of a younger brother like Sherlock that sometimes Mycroft feels like he's really living in this world. After all, not everyone has the ability Toss every day without heavy samples.The only day he was sure Sherlock would be good was Christmas, and as long as he stayed with Mummy, Sherlock would be the best son.That's why Mycroft was so committed to getting his brothers home for Christmas that he was so happy just thinking he'd have a night without any worries.

"Be careful yourself, you know where you can find me if something happens." Mycroft pulled back his thoughts and decided to trust Wilton more because he was so obedient, "Don't get too involved in Sherlock's affairs, He'll figure it out sooner or later." Of course he would figure it out sooner or later, and if he didn't understand it, Mycroft would "help" him understand it.Like Wilton, the more they see the importance of Watson to Sherlock, the more they understand what impact it will have on Sherlock once they separate.Of course Holmes respected their family members, but they would not just watch their family members go straight to the edge of the cliff, and then jump off cleanly and fall to their deaths.

"I'll go home for Christmas." In return, Wilton also made his promise, but he didn't plan to take Moriarty back, he was just a "companion", and he was not qualified to participate in family life or something. .

Satisfied with letting his female assistant send his little brother away, Mycroft regrets it every time he recalls this episode in the future. It would be great if he was really the "big devil with a strong desire for control" in Sherlock's mouth. He would not let Moriarty have the opportunity to tear a hole in Wilton's heart, and then try his best to live in it.Sister-in-law and so on, no matter who they are, they all look very well-behaved, but they are actually quite cruel characters.

Not long after returning to Baker Street, Wilton received a courier delivered to his door. After signing for it, he opened the box and found a set of fine velvet tailoring robes inside. After careful identification, you will find that the color of the robes is dark green close to black. ; The neckline and cuffs are beautifully patterned with silver thread, which looks like some kind of pattern at first glance, but Wilton can recognize that all of them are deformed Latin; on the chest, Gothic body The "M" stands out from the simple pattern carelessly, and there is half a silver mask on the top. "Masquerade at Eros Palace, North London, eight o'clock in the evening."

Looking at the custom-made wizard robes in the box, Wilton reaffirmed that he found a boyfriend quite well, not only in bed | understanding some things, but also in the relationship The other side obviously cared enough about him.Look at the style of the robe in front of him. Although there is still a big gap with the dresses in his family that he remembered in his previous life, as a Muggle who has never been in contact with this aspect, he can already see that Moriarty is trying his best. Yes, especially when thinking about the origin of these robes, Wilton couldn't help showing a smile. The only thing that can be used as a "reference" in this world is the set of "Harry Potter". Wilton found it funny that the dress had to be carefully studied every word.Of course he was sure that Moriarty would not pretend to be someone else, and in some things his boyfriend was as capricious as his second brother.

For a moment, Wilton moved his mind to bring Moriarty closer to his life, but he quickly restrained his impulse.Even if the warnings to the three brothers on the note had nothing to do with Moriarty himself, it didn’t mean that it had nothing to do with the people behind him. Taking a piece of parchment in a hurry, Wilton wrote, “Professor Cha London.” Then he "Give it to Charon" order was given to Harry.

Wilton, who clearly violated the "rule of ordinary people", started to prepare for the evening dance without any pressure after finishing all the actions. He had confidence in Charon, as long as he was not caught, then the violation would be non-existent .

☆, 30. Eros Palace Night

The streets of North London were lit up with row after row of lights after nightfall. The flashing neon lights and the constant flow of people made the whole area look extremely bustling. Wilton got off the taxi and sorted out his clothes slowly. The gown, although not wearing a mask, still attracts a lot of attention with its very different outfits from everyone else, especially some people who are very stylishly dressed, taking pictures with their mobile phones in secret, and you can faintly hear their suppressed enthusiasm Voice, "Wizard", "Hogwarts", "Slytherin"...

But Wilton didn't care at all. In fact, he felt very good. Other people's eyes were never in his consideration. After identifying the direction, he took the mask in his hand and walked towards an alley.

"I feel very happy at this time, because you are my boyfriend..." The lighting in this alley is obviously worse than that on the street. It didn't take long for Wilton to walk in and was pulled closer In a small piece of shadow, the slightly cool temperature came up, and the whispered narrative finally disappeared between the lips of the two.

"You can fuck whenever you want, huh?" The familiar smell made Wilton relax his vigilance and devote himself to the kiss wholeheartedly. The two people who separated after a fight were a little breathless, especially because Desire raised his head and produced an ambiguous voice, which almost made Moriarty change his mind and leave with Wilton directly.

"No, I just think you're such a handsome boyfriend." Moriarty blinked, and smoothed Wilton's neckline that he had just ripped apart in passion, "It's almost time, miss it You will feel sorry for today's performance."

Wilton let his boyfriend do his duty carelessly. Although he received such a warning, it was definitely not Moriarty's subjective wish, but relying on his confidence in his own abilities, Wilton had nothing to do. fear.

After sorting out Wilton's and his own, Moriarty seemed satisfied.He put a silver mask similar to Wilton's on his face, and then said, "Let's go."

Putting on his own backhand, Wilton continued to walk half a step behind Moriarty. Not long after, they stood in front of a black door that didn't seem to have the slightest exaggerated decoration. The only thing that could serve as a sign It's just an inconspicuous sign next to the gate, with the words "Palace of Eros" simply written on it, without any other decorations.

"Welcome to the Palace of Eros." Moriarty knocked on the door, and then the door opened, and a lady with blond curly hair stood at the door. She was wearing a black lady's suit, and the smile on her face made her look approachable, " Wonderful evening, isn't it? Silver guests." She let them in, with simple but costly crystal chandeliers shining above their heads.

"Of course, I heard about today's performance, oh, I can't wait." In such good lighting conditions, Wilton noticed that the mask on Moriarty's face was similar to his, but on the left At the end of the eyes, there is a red rose painted.

"Eros Palace never disappoints the guests," the blond lady's expression became more sincere, and she took out a clip, "Just register your names for tonight and you can enjoy this night to the fullest."

"Your confidentiality measures have always been very good, and I believe I will not be disappointed." Moriarty's voice contained expectations and trust, but Wilton could smell his hesitation.

"Shadow." Wilton pointed to himself, followed by Moriarty's, "Wizard." He leaned forward slightly, and Moriarty's hesitation deepened. It didn't seem to be because of the name, but why?himself?

"It seems that you have already discussed it in private." It was just an unintentional act of probing, but the blond lady seemed to understand something. She looked at Wilton with a meaningful smile, and then returned to Moria "So follow the rules and have a nice evening."

Moriarty was still smiling happily, and Wilton accurately discerned a little bit of worry in the hesitation, not much, but considering Moriarty, the appearance of worrying about this kind of emotion is very self-explanatory.But Wilton didn't say it out. On the one hand, he didn't plan to tell his boyfriend about his ability; on the other hand, he still wanted to see what Moriarty asked him to do. According to his understanding, The "prom" should never be represented by the key card that the other party just got. Even if the room they opened with that card is a standard ballroom, only two people are not enough for a prom, let alone a party. Don't say anything about acting.

"Do you come here often?" Wilton asked the safest question, and followed Moriarty down the elevator.

"After getting to know you, not anymore." Moriarty didn't know why he said that, but his intuition told him that he had better explain this problem in advance.

Wilton looked at his boyfriend with some surprise, not sure whether what the other party wanted to convey was what he thought.It's been gone since I met him... If the other party wasn't Moriarty, maybe Wilton would have thought it was a confession about loyalty.Shaking his head and letting go of this strange thought, Wilton had a rough guess about the real purpose of this place, "I thought you were more