Practice Typing

Well, hes that strange, sir. After you was gone he walked and he walked, up and down, and up and down, until I was weary of the sound of his footstep. Then I heard him talking to himself and muttering, and every time the bell rang out he came on the stairhead, with What is that, Mrs. Hudson. And now he has slammed off to his room, but I can hear him walking away the same as ever.