" That night Holmes awoke in a high fever and was delirious. As Freud and I sat by his bedside, each restraining the movement of his hands, he babbled of oysters overrunning the world and similar nonsense.* Freud listened with the greatest attention. “Is he fond of oysters?” he demanded of me during a quiet interval. I shrugged, too confused to answer accurately. "

― Nicholas Meyer , The Seven-Percent Solution (Nicholas Meyer Holmes Pastiches #1)