What Ho!

You had never realized before how tiring this whole detective biz was. You stagger on down to the drawing room and spot the necessary whisky flask and soda siphon.

Now mind you, you don't usually start inhaling libations before noon, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

You pour out the necessary ingredients, plying the siphon with a conservative hand. A whisky and s. firmly in hand, you sink gratefully into an overstuffed wingchair.

A few minutes later you decide to investigate