You interest me very much, Mr. Holmes. I had hardly expected so dolichocephalic a skull or such a well-marked supra-orbital development. Would you have any objection to my running my finger along your parietal fissure? A cast of your skull, sir, until the original is available, would be an ornament to any anthropological museum. It is not my intention to be fulsome, but I confess that I covet your skull.
James Mortimer in The Hound of the Baskervilles by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
please, Mr. Mortimer, we’ve only just met…