Sherlock Holmes - Mr Edwards

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To doctor Watson tell us another exciting adventure he shared with his old friend, that master Detective Sherlock Holmes. You know, the lives of Holmes and Watson were not always filled with action. They spent many at quiet evening at home in Baker Street discussing the problems of the world over a glass of port. You know, it seems that no wine is more expressive of friendship and hospitality than port. And I'm sure there's no port wine more enjoyable than

And now I'm sure our old.

Friend doctor Watson's expecting us. Let's tap on his study door. Come in, good evening, doctor, good evenings about Joe.

Come over here. By the far, I was just having a cup of coffee. We don't care to join. Men.

Thanks, that'll be nice to prevent you falling asleat during my story tonight.

There's no chance of that, doctor. From the hint you gave us last week, it sounded like quite a story. It began in a circus in Paris.

You told us, Yes, my boy, the circus, colorful world, affordust.

And stank the world.

Mister Bartell, that I may tell you confidentially, always held an irresistible fascination for me.

When I was a youngster three two doctor. In fact, when I was.

Eight years old, I felt des in love with a lady bareback rider, a stunning creature who wore pink silk tights with gold sequins on him. Unfortunately, my mother caught me writing her proposal marriage. And I'm afraid that that's another story than one that you probably wouldn't find really interesting.

I'm sorry I would, doctor, but I think it'd be safer to stake to your show like.

Hons'll probably right, my boy. Well, it was a winter in the eighteen nineties and Holmes and I went to Paris. On our second day there, Holmes suggested we tend that night's performance as a sir royal leaders to remark. I was delighted, mister Bartell, and shortly after nine o'clock that night, I found myself seated by besides Holmes in a box near the ringside. It was an incredibly vivid scene, even

As we sat there, a brass band nearby blared foss some popular music of the day. Here he didn't appear to be enjoying himself, and so I leaned across and touched it up.

H what is it, Watson, William?

Are very quiet homes. Aren't you having a good time?

Good time? Hoispers? Wal Chapad is just wondering where mister.

Edwards is mister Edwards, who's he extremely distinguest plant.

Mister meet us in this box at nine o'clock, clowns.

So this little excursion was on business?

After all years, I might have learned nobody othoro.

In your case, I think you'll be able to combine quite a little pleasure with the business.

Can't you be a little more explicit? Home?

It comes to the ring master.

Where the predect steel.

Mademoiselle Jess, you're they arian acobas.

Old and only.

Yes, I've heard of her. She's a bare back rider and Johnson can't hell fellow. She also has quite a reputation as a fen fetale. Three duels have been fought over her. A young English artistan on the Grenadier God's committed suicide ask because of her, and a famous French banker.

Is a present English in prison because her extravagances drove into appropriate funds that did not belong to him. Yes, Watson, she's an extremely colorful personality.

In her home is the funniest thing.

When I was eight years old, I felt volentine in love with the lady bare back rider.

She bought took soup tights with golden sequence on him. But unfortunately, hose she's looking away.

She's jumping from the back of one horse to the other shere perky of motion.

Lady appeals to watsn't bye?

George? Indeed, infect Holmes, I know I'm telling you if I were a married man, And yes, hello, excellent, that's the very reason for our attendance. That's what Heaven's name you're talking about, Holmes. How they are?

Good evening, mister Edwards.

Home is my Jeff? How are you?

I haven't seen you since since that affair at Windsor.

Castle when mother, excuse me, I'm mister my Cross and this is my friend, Sir William Nigel William Night of course.

Of course, and I am mister Edwards.

We must respect each other's incognito.

How did you do it?

So? William? I am extremely honored to meet you, mister Edward. How do you like yourself? Isn't she just stunning creature? Yes? Indeed, jeus the brothers to have supper together after the performance to Night I understand.

Well, Unfortunately I can't be there, Micraft. There some stupid affair of damacy which I had to attend. We must postpone the dinner until tomorrow. Very well, son, come over to my hotel a little early and we can discuss the whole business personally.

I think a lot of foss is being made about nothing.

Now, if you'll excuse me, gentlemen, I must go back and see chattel for a moment and tell her that I can't keep off upon for tonight.

I'll see you tomorrow. Micraft, good night, sir, will you good night?

Good nights at all?

Lal Now, Holmes, what's all this mischief? That was mister Edwards?

It was the princess Spots would be indispressionable fellow.

Mister Edwards, as you know, is extremely democratic, too much so possibly when one considers his position and responsibilities, he's become quite seriously involved with Mademoiselle as you tell the lead fare back rider who has.

Just left the ring. Oh so that's it is quite naturally.

I suppose it is deeply concerned over the matter, and I've been intrusted the delicate mission of protecting mister Edwards.

Who does yoursel giron Day know that it is too identitatious work.

That's the first thing that we have to find out.

It's possible that she is simply captivated by having a rich Englishman at her feet. If one other hand she knows who mister Edwards is, then we may be in for greatular trouble. How are you going to find her up by tempting her with a richer Englishman and run with a title, That, my dear fellow, is why you are Sir William Nigel.

You mean to Your job is to do your utmost to steal as she sells your on day from mister Edwards.

But don't even know the girl.

We remedy that defect in a few minutes.

As soon as the performance is over, my dear chap, I shall take you to her dressing room and arrange an introduction.

I must say, homes The backstage life in the circus is even more colorful than in the ring.

What makes you sad over them?

Well?

I just saw a pin having tea with a beard lady while the swords follower was standing behind him practicing his act.

Hello, see that man standing talking to the culling tice.

Fact the gentleman is Inspector Berne of the French Police, an old friend and a distant relative of mine.

Day, how are you or monshell and me? Come on please on this occasion. My name is Mike Croft, if you don't mind, and this is my friend, Sir William Nigel.

I shan't pay.

She William a film with me to introduce Mademoiselle Yvette Mara.

Are you.

What brings you behind the scenes that the circus may ask Moshe Microft my friends.

William is most anxious to meet the acquaintance of Mademoiselle jon Day.

But the god gentleman man wishes to meet Jesue Geronde fanad ask thee he.

Will present you to wear.

No betchery, Do not begin that all over again.

You in love with her? Your boy wait, been in love with her? I wish you see say and I think I got yelled myself, my soul inspector. She's a little, Sir William.

Many times I've told her that, She says her one day, would never waste her time with a simple police inspector. She prefers a wealthy foreigner, but if they can come from Pa. She does not understand that.

She does not believe was dressed in text on me? And what is she doing in the circus? She walks the tight trop always.

A queen of the high wire, a charming and a talented.

Girl, but the most most most jealous.

My distinguished friend, Sir William Nigel is most anxious to meet. She sells her on day when you produce him. I should prefer not prepare on the matter.

Of the stage.

Oh myself. Then I will take you to a dressing room. Please come with me, all right, I'll see you right at home.

Are they waiting for you?

Chad?

Good luck?

Hey, you're a lucky man, Sir William. Gizelle has quite a pansion for the Englishman. And when they're itch and have a title, I'm sure she finds them.

Business is living too.

But of course I shall doniage that I'm only a poor police. Hey here, yeah, Giselle, monsieur, permit me to present to you Sir William Nagel. He's a great admirer of you.

Yes, indeed, Madam.

Sir William Nager, go on in city of Beside.

Meet William.

I shall leave you all black.

Is it closer there?

That is much more courtly? Not. It's nice you to see me.

Mademoiselle's your former, my Englishman.

You may call me Giselle, and I shall call you all.

Let me I should call you so will.

You not Willie, I should call you Willie.

You do not.

Very delightful, quite delightful, my dear. I just hoping perhaps that you care have it. It will summer with me tonight. So what about some some oyster, the cold pheasant and bottle of two pome and green and Sunday two. You get to taste all the world and drink.

Really, I can see how perfect.

Well you know, you know it's it's a funny thing. What is the funny?

Think?

Really? When I was eight years old I fell.

Violently in love with her and then lift their back right in the circus history seems very thinking.

Here a fiery So you no longer knock when you come to my door?

Who is it? This is a man. My name is Nigel William, Nigel, my good man. And who may you be?

I am Ice your ISLIERI I.

Am Alfio Alfieri. And what is he?

A train of wild animals?

And I'm here. You must not speak to you?

Where you belong to me?

Sunday, stupid englishman?

Away fund belong to you, she said, belong to no one.

I have to take him up that way. Put it down, you scoundrel. That's the time it will be your face. You have this spinal blackout using your hand against the woman shot oh moll shell.

Willie has knocked him down. He certainly deserved it, and you in turn deserves something. Really come close, Willy, and I give it to you a little key.

Will You are so strong, so astute.

It was nothing nothing you told her about Champagne.

Got more Champagne, Chaselle wing Sward, have a box for the man.

I was hoping that pass. Sorry, but my time is occupied.

I'm showing delights to more Moto more shell.

Willy Magma la knew to create a fair last bank, he.

Says, which to add five string? Color purls his three strings.

What is my really too?

So that you can't hang too many pearls on a pudding neck like yours? I'll take a five string collar my good.

Following speadily, but some splentdidayess, but homes I first to blasted fool handing the jewelers.

Fellow check signed by Sir William Nigel.

You watch your buddy, ollowmember, what cand is money is the least important concern in this matter?

Under the markquarade Orkalow, under the mark parade.

More Champagne. Gus On needs that she hits from by it more Champagne, you know you do hoving?

What do you think, Darnay Moselgi one day, come into the evening performance.

Yes, yes, miss Perms, I escorted her to a dressing room, and half an hour ago mister Edwards isn't there with her. Now at last, it seems she has used for a poor policeman. Last night she found a threatening on her makeup table. Since then she has been most grateful for my company.

A threatening letter. Any idea of whom center Pooh?

Yes, of course, I'm afraid I had miss yours.

I told her to pay no attention.

By the perfume of the notepaper, I recognized the center. A jealous tightrope walker called Vet Mara. Oh poor Evet. She would make a very period criminal.

I'm afraid. Still.

Giselle asked me to stay outside her dressing room till the performance start.

You wish to see her? Yes?

Oh, good evening, Miss Breadber evening.

Micraft evenings come. I look here, Micraft. I think this little game gone far enough. Joselle has just ref here. It's another invitation of mine. Now I know who Sir William Nigel is and I swear I'll tell her.

Don't you think so? That the lady is hardly worth bothering about.

I'm surely this whole incident with William proves that she's a scheming little adventures. A fictitious title and an apparently bottomless purse have thrown her up and her two colors.

I could have told you the same thing with us, such an experiment bad when we last pleasure.

Rived Micraft, I've been a fool an idiots. Well that's a pretty ankle, turned his head, a conceited both letters.

Just say, monsie, that you have been a man.

Who do you think?

So?

Just going back to see yousell fro a moment, I promise ly flowers for her.

Just a minute, Watson, I I hate to dath in your other old chap, but the masquerade is ended.

And then what do you mean it's just come bonger necessary for you to impersonate Sir William Nigel or to pay court to chase Oh.

Will well, absolute a great relief, great belief. How here's the whole business?

Oh yes, yes, I'm sure you have. We appreciate the sacrifices that you've made and mis rep.

Yes, yes, well I must go back and see her once more. Though we had a ronivous for tonight and I was canceled. Don't form the thing to do, I.

Would be eminem.

Never have I seen a man more down casts. Obviously with him by the arms business was a pleasure.

And Jerry, where you boy? Not the Englishman?

I just saw him go in.

So she'sa's the.

Room whom you referring, not the man that called himself Sir William Heidels two days ago.

He strikes me. I have to settle with him. No man strike a YERI do not.

Cause any more trouble fery on what I've been told.

You totally deserved what happened here?

He come now?

You English you, I'll here He changed you to your homes?

Oh much? What is it?

There's spice as a ghost. It's it's there. What's wrong? She's dead, she's lying down her breathing room.

Strangle strange, and only half an hour ago I spoke with her myself. Since then I've been standing in this corridor guarding your door at her own request. Only two men have vented his dressing rooms instead, you, monsieur, Edwards and you, Sir William Nagen, what are you suggesting?

You know, I am suggesting nothing.

I am stating that these two gentlemen are to arrest for suspicion of murder.

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Well, doctor Watson, So you and the mysterious mister Edwards got yourself arrested on suspicion of merchant.

Yes, mister Holmes did everything is part of the straighte inspector Verne to release this, but it was useless, and so while mister Edwards and myself were languishing in detention cells, the local surte Holmes and the French inspector were examining the dressing room for the dead woman.

I'm I'm sure it's same that, being as keen a detective as you are, you must suspect to write in.

Stephen Sir Edwards, and of course martial rooms. But that is the danger of incognitos. If he chooses to assume the identity of blame, Missieu Edwards Dennie mustn delisks a blame mission.

And you are convinced that either he or my friends strangled Mademoiselle's froe dame of you, and I'll have to prove to you that they didn't let me examine the body again. No, if she'd been strangled by either of my friends, why would her body be lying here under the window. It's fun away from the door by which they left this room as possible. That was nothing, No, but it's odd, he said was a strong girl. There

So Keadney cut for the knife.

Please do not remove the cordions. The body has not yet me photograph.

Very hard for me, aren't you. You noticed, of course that the window is open.

Yes, but we have examined it.

No outside, there were no footprints within three years of the window. The murderer must have entered by the door that I was watching.

Yes, it would be hard even for a professional acrobat to jump in at me. Your young friend eat it, Marah as a typewalker, eat it. But yeah, she's certainly alibative. He'd even sent a threatening letter and heard her express hatred and jealous to this dead woman. It's considerable that you could enter a room by a window without leaving footprints in the snow.

Where was she at the time of the murder, I do not know.

I was waiting for her in the qualidor, and I suggested we investigate her alibi at once, and after that, inspector I must pay a visit to Pasurfe. I don't want my friends to think that I've deserted them. Excuse me, sir, Yes, Herms and a fair he looks rather black. As I was telling you, you bet Marah the type rope walker was able to establish completely satisfactory alibi.

Then they still suspects you or Dr Watson.

Well, that's ridiculous.

May I ask you a very straightforward question, sir?

Of course, I can well understand that if you would gone into the dressing room and found the woman already murdered, you might easily be tempt to conceal the fact to avoid a scandal involving your person. Will you swear to me, sir, on your toy identity, that Gizelle was alive.

When you left her?

She was, Holmes, I swear it. Thank you.

That's all I wanted to know, Olms.

I'm glad to see you. You know, I've been thinking all this depends on Verney's evidence. Supposing he was the murderer. He told us that Gazelle had turned him down.

You know, I thought of that that mister Edward swears that Gizelle was alive when he left the room, and yet.

That means that mister Edward.

Oh no, no, no, no, it's unthinkable. You're not suggesting, Holmes if I thought.

That impossible, I confessed to the murder myself. My life wouldn't matter if it in sects cattle like that.

Great cottage, it's shatter.

The empires heres. Will not sacrifice herself. You're as valuable a British institution as the line himself. No, my dear fellow, which will never sacrifice tool, not while my mind is still capable of my mind?

That's it. Thank you Watson. You've given me the answer.

What are you?

Verbally?

Patient?

Fellow?

And half an hour you'll be out of the cellar.

A murder will be in it. Quess questions? Why a mustyle?

I fiery answer so many questions, because you will not yet tell the truth.

You murdered she.

Held her on day? How many times I have would tell you I did not kill her? Why should I want to armor? Because you were jous, because she humiliated and tormented you?

But I was not in dressing room. I have already proved that fact.

How am I an audition that I can kill somebody without entering a room as gerry?

I know how you killed Jesuels youron day without its necessity.

You're entering this room and I smiled the man, please do to me. I don't need to tell you with the aid of so open the window out of the area.

What game is this?

And I well, then I'll open the window myself. Put your head out. Come on, So what do you see inspect of Alnae standing.

Three yards away where you stood, and she's got your long training whip. Don't know?

Stand there.

The inspector isn't your skilled with a whip, but he wants to try a little experiment.

Hold again, well, mister, well so this is a pleasant change from a prison ston certain years Temes.

I can't tell you how great I am. I still don't quite understand how you did it.

What's in rather a roundabout waivers responsible for giving him the clue?

Well, on more than one occasional jep, I've.

Had cause to deploy your rather florid style of writing tonight. I was very thankful for it. When I began to speak of the capabilities of my mind and a suddenly I remembered the phrase of yours which you referred to it's whipped like rapidity and accuracy.

That, of course made me think about Fierry the animal trainer.

Exactly how did he kill the poet?

Well, sir, he.

Stood outside the window, far enough away to leave no incriminating footprints, called to Zel, probably persuaded that Delena then snapped the weaponund her neck, pulling it tight and strangling her.

And then I suppose he cut the cord and left the body fall back into.

The room besides snail fellow, where he found a whipstock among his tackle, whipstock from which the lash had been cut. The stubber flash left matched the cord around the dead girl's throat.

Amazing business. And I don't mind telling you, fellas, I'm very thankful to be.

Through with it. In fact, I wouldn't be all surprised that his whole instant cures me of my love of circuses.

Oh I didn't know you had a presilection in that direction.

Oh yes, sir, Yes you don't mind. My sainto When he was an eight years old, he fell in love with a lady bare back rider.

Didn't you want spit?

Indeed what happened, Walter, I don't remember her name, but she wore pizza tights with golden sequins on them.

I wrote her a rather fuckheaded lecker.

Well, doctor, that was one of the most unusual stories you've ever told, And I might say you played a very prominent part in that case yourself.

I suppose it is that just about your Giselle was a beautiful girl.

Beautiful Well, I share a lot of that nickname she gave you. Weally Well, that is, I need that dog get embarrassed over her nickname.

Doctor. You should hear the nickname I had.

I went out to school.

All the girls call me bottles them.

Oh, I see from boto foto bottles, some.

Nickname like a prophecy.

What do you mean?

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Well, doctor Watson, what new Sherlock.

Holmes story are you going to tell us about?

Well, this week, mister Bartel, I'm going to tell you of the strange adventure that Holmes and I head in the swampy fenlands of Norfolk concerned gypsy encampment. A child had vanished and a horrible death in the murky depths of a fearsome Quandma.

Tonight's Sherlock Holm's Adventure was written by Dennis Breen and Anthony Boucher, and was suggested by an incident and the artur Conan Doyle's story. The Adventure of the Three Students. Music is by Dean Fossler. Mister Rathborne appears through the courtesy of Metro.

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