Stop that girl!
-Terribly sorry. -Oi!
-Watch where you're sodding going!
Perhaps I should explain.
My name is Enola Holmes. You may remember me.
After solving my first case…
…I started a business.
A detective agency.
Open and ready for my first clients.
I was going to join the pantheon of great Victorian detectives.
-Detective Field. Yes.
-Mackenzie Macintosh. -Hi.
-Sir Alfred Hornblower. -Tally-ho!
-And the infamous Reginald Swain.
And best of all, I would be joining my brother.
I would be his equal.
A detective in my own right,
worthy of the Holmes name.
-Or so I thought.
Am I addressing the secretary?
You're how old?
-Stone the crows, you're young.
-My age is an advantage.
I can go to places others can't, explore where others won't.
And I can fight. I know jujitsu.
But you're a girl.
Yes, I am. Um…
What experience have you had?
-The Tewkesbury case? -Well, that was Sherlock Holmes.
-That was Sherlock-- -Sherlock--
-Sherlock Holmes, wasn't it?
-I assure you, it was mine.
Good man, that Tewkesbury. Brave lad.
-Tell me-- -Tell me--
-Tell me-- -Yes?
Might your brother be free?
Read all about it! Read all about it!
Sherlock Holmes and the case of the Brixton corpse.
So, my brother.
While I had not a single case, Sherlock has been drowning in them.
不过 他最近的一个案件 似乎让他很苦恼
Though his latest appears to be vexing him.
My mother, meanwhile, is still on the run.
And trying not to draw attention to herself.
Though that's never been her forte.
Yes, and then there is… him.
My lords, reform is not a task to be accomplished,
nor a bill that can be passed.
Rather it is a constant need for change.
Lord Tewkesbury, the champion of change and progress.
A man to approach with the noblest cause.
But I had no time for distractions. And besides, he's still a nincompoop.
Too many people make it their sole purpose in life
to fit into the world around them.
This is a mistake.
It's your path, Enola.
Sometimes, you'll stumble.
Sometimes, you'll fall.
But no matter how lost you feel,
if you stay true to yourself,
the path will always find you again.
But my path, it seemed, had come to an end.
I was a failure.
All I could do now was go home.
I've come to the right place then.
Is it true you find lost people?
Where did you get this? It's months old.
I found it on the street.
Who have you lost?
Watch the gap.
She disappeared a week ago.
Everyone says she's run away, but Sarah wouldn't do that,
not to me.
She's my only family now.
The other girls are still at work.
Might I see her bedroom?
Ours, you mean?
You're standing in it.
We're lucky. Most girls here are five to a room.
This might help.
Oh. Sarah likes to leave cheese out for 'em.
What does she look like, Sarah?
About this tall.
Green eyes, red hair,
freckles-- Red hair?
We weren't sisters in the usual way.
Sarah took her in.
Who's this, Bess?
-Enola Holmes. -She's a detective.
She looks like she'll blow over in the wind.
So, Bessie, what was Sarah wearing the day she disappeared?
-What's she doing?
She's wasting her time.
It was her other dress, the green one.
Does she like reading?
Oh yes. She taught herself.
Sarah said you had to learn about the world if you're gonna live in it.
Did she have a suitor?
Nah. But there's plenty have taken an interest.
She weren't much of a gardener.
Look, how about you quit sniffing round?
安静点 梅 让她好好做事吧
Quiet, Mae! Just let her do her job.
The 12th of March. Does that date mean anything to you?
We don't need help from people like you.
I found her, so she's staying.
-Bloody girls poking their nose in.
-And she didn't leave a note? -Just this.