Most of the books on the shelf Ruthie couldn't understand, let alone read. The last few caught her eye however. "Holmes! I knows that name! Mums used to read it to us at the 'ome!" She grabbed one of the books and set in on the bed. I kin try to read it. Maybe them weirdos will leave me alone if I do. Best to read it later, I still need to be looking around. Ruthie walked over to the desk, wondering what she could add to the treasure she had already found.