There is nothing so unnatural as the commonplace. It has long been an axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important. Never trust to general impressions, my boy, but concentrate yourself upon details. My first glance is always at a woman's sleeve. In a man, it is perhaps better to take the knee of the trouser.
Logic is rare.
Therefore it is upon the logic rather than upon the crime that you should dwell. Always look at the hands first, Watson. Then cuffs, trouser-knees, and boots. There I was stretched, when you, my dear Watson, and all your following were investigating in the most sympathetic and inefficient manner the circumstances of my death. At last, when you had formed your inevitable and totally eroneous conclusions, you departed for the hotel, and I was left alone.