ARTHUR CONAN KRANZ
Relaxing in the delightful Old Adelaide Hotel, Holmes was reading the local paper.
"What's this? An intrepid man is proposing a balloon flight north across the sparse interior! We must talk to him."
Watson - "But Holmes I haven't finished this delightful local dessert called a lamington."
Holmes - "Watson, bring it with you if you must, but we must become acquainted with this man."
And so they rushed to the Adelaide parklands.
Holmes - "We should pay a debt of gratitude to Colonel William Light, whom I knew as a young subaltern."
"Because he ensured this city had admirable space for the launch of hot-air balloons."
Watson - "What on earth do you mean? Balloons?"
Holmes - "Tarry not, Watson, we have no time to lose."
And so they arrived at Mr Lamington's balloon, which was about to embark on a journey to the north.
"My good sir" said Holmes. “Pray take us as paying passengers on your voyage."
Lamington - "Well, if you're willing to take the risk and pay me 200 pounds, you're my passengers fair and square"
Holmes - "Done!"
And so the great detective and Watson headed north – towards New Guinea, they hoped.