"Sherlock!" John said, started out of his reverie. He grabbed his wallet and jammed it back in his pocket. A great aunt nodded in an understanding matter. "You should only use your powers for good, not theft."

"Anyways, the murderer may have gone on and never been caught, if he hadn't made a mistake-- one that Sherlock caught. Sherlock realized the woman was from out of town, and that there were tiny stains on the back of her leg from a rolling suitcase-- a rolling suitcase that was no where at the scene!"