[semi-exasperated, but loving. A tone Holmes could only use with Watson.] I'll admit I am fond of her. But I am fond of you as well. What, shall we go to the altar as well now? Bring Mary and Irene along, turn it into a right occasion?
You should worry less about this old fool. Your boy has a good reason to worry about the other one, I'm afraid. The man is in utter denial.