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Sherlock Holmes - Study in Scarlet Part1

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Solve crimes with the great detective in "Sherlock Holmes Short Stories." Featuring classic tales by Arthur Conan Doyle, this podcast brings you the brilliant deductions and thrilling adventures of Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson. Whether you're a longtime fan or new to the world of Holmes, these timeless mysteries will keep you captivated.

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Raaffus. I found it. I found a reagent which is precipitated by humor globan And by that year doctor Watson, mister Sherlock, home, how are you? How do you do You've been in Afghanistan? See how on earth do you know that, mister Holmes. Never mind it was many years ago, but I shall never forget that faithful meeting in the laboratory of Bath Hospital. I was home from India, invalided out of the army and looking for lodgings and keeping

with my pencil homes. Had just found a suite of woman at number two to one B Baker Street, and wanted someone to show them I'd been worn. He might prove a strange companion, and so you didn't do. I became more and more curious about you, and of course he quickly noticed it. I to thought that these two weeks have not provedure that I'm too difficult to fellow larger after all, Far from it. I don't mind a getting you puzzle me, the puzzle you well, the way

you work like a fiend. Sometimes and others who lie on the surfada have the uwering a word or moving a muscle from morning to night. And there are those curious visitors of yours in one afternoon, a gray headed CD fella looking like a peddler. They're an old, white haired gentleman, a fashion addressed young girl, and a railway porter, and that little fellow rat faced fellow as trade. We've been here three times in a single week. But I always apologize for putting you to any inconvenience in the

matter of Boston. I have to use this room as a place of business, and these people are my clients. But what is you? No man, you don't inconvenience me at all. I'm only two. Please thank you, But tell me have your observations up here over these weeks reached any sum total year. You might think of a bit of a cheek, But I've I've been jotting down all the various points on which you've shown me that you're exceptionally well informed. No, indeed, I should much like to

hear it, you would. I've got the paper here somewhere it is you won't mind, really all well, it runs this way. Sherlock Holm has limits one knowledge of literature nile two, knowledge of philosophy nil three, knowledge of astronomy no knowledge of politics people you go on. Knowledge of botany variable well up in belladonna, opumen, poisons generally, there's nothing in pactical gardening, yeah be knowledge of geology practical but limited. Tells of the glance different soils from each other.

After Walks has shown me stashes one, it doses and tell me about the color and consistency. What part in London to receive them? Seven? Knowledge of chemistry profound. Eight knowledge of anathemy accurate but unsystematic. Nine. Knowledge of sensational literature immense, it tears. Know every detail of every horror perpetrated in the century. Ten phase of ale in well, thank you. Eleven is an expert single stick player, boxer

and swordsman. Twelve is a good practical knowledge of British laws capital Well, i'd best I'd better provide you with the answer to it all. You see the theories of observation and deduction, which I have frequently expressed. You are really extremely practical, so practical that I depend upon them for my bread and cheese. But how well I have a trade of my own. I suppose I'm the only one in the world. I'm a consulting detective consulting to tick.

Here in London we have lots of government detectives and lots of private ones. When these fellows are at fault, they come to me and I managed to put them on the right sense. Les Trade is a well known detective. He got himself into a fog recently over a forgery case, and that was what brought him here. I see, and these other people, oh, they are most present on by private inquiry agencies. I listen to their story, they listen

to my comments, and then I pocket my seat. But do you mean to say that without leaving your room you can unravel some lot that other men can make nothing off. I have a kind of intuition that way observation will be a second nature. You appear to be surprised when I told you on our first meeting that you had come from Afghanistan too. My train of reasoning ran thus, the air is a gentleman of a medical type, but with the air of a military man, clearly an

army doctor. Then he's just come from the tropics. For his face is dark, and that's not the natural tindery skin for his wrist that's there. Oh, he's undergone hardship and sickness, as his haggard face says clearly his left arm has been injured. He holds it in a stiff and unnatural manner. Now where in the tropics could an English army doctor seem much hardship and got his arm wounded? Clearly in Afghanistan. The whole train of thought didn't occupy

a second. It's simple enough that you explain it. But homes, I don't really think that. I say, Hm, that's Pelado on sees. I wonder what he's looking for. Oh, you mean the retired pageant of marine. Oh, now that really is going too fast. Well, we shall soon see. He's coming to our door. You know that probably is one from that. There are no crimes and no criminals these days. What's the use of having brains in our professions? I know well that I have it in me to make

my name famous. No man lives or has ever lived, who had brought the same amount of study of natural talent for the detection of crime which I have done. And what's the result. There is no crime to detect or of most some bungling villany were a MOSTI so transparent that even a Scotland yard official conceit through it a person to see you. Oh, thank you, missus Hudson, come in, let it bore hand for mister Sherlock Holmes.

Thank you. May I ask my good man what your trade may be A commissioner answer uniformer wiper repairs, and you will answer raw. Marie nodded, Patersa. No one could I get went for that? Which, Now, how in the world did you deduce that? Why? Even when he bet down in the street, I could see a great blue anchor tattooed on the back of the fellow's hands. That's not to the sea. He had a military carriage, however,

and regulation side wiskn there we have the marine. He was a man with some amount of self importance in a sertain air of command. You must have observed the way in which he held his head and sprung his cane. A steady, respectable middle aged man too on the face of him, all facts which led me to believe that he had been a sergeant commonplace. Oh but I said just now that there were no criminals right who. It appears that I am wrong? If it is, would you

mind reading it to be alive? My d mister Sherlock Holmes. There has been a bad business during the night that three Lorriston Gardens off the Brixton Road. Men on the beach saw light there about two in the morning, and as the house was an empty one suspected that something was ah. It was a miss. He found the door open and in the front room discovered the body of a gentleman, well dressed and having cards in his pockets bearing the name of Enoch J. Dribber, Cleveland or High USA.

There had been no robbery or is there any evidence as to how the man met his death. The remarks of blood in the room, but there's no wound upon his person. We are at a loss as to how he came into the empty house and heed. The whole of thows a puzzler. If you can come round to the house anytime before twelve you'll find me there. Your faithfully to bas Gregson. Gregsmon is the smartest of the Scotland yadas. He and less trade at the pick of a bad lot. They had their knife into one another,

too jealous as a pair of professional beauties. There would be some fun over this case of the boat put upon the said fully, there isn't a moment to be lost, So I go on order you a cab, My dear fellow, what does it matter to me? Supposing I unravel the whole matter? You may be sure that gregsmon Less Trade and Co. Will pocket all the credit he beg you to help him. He knows that I'm his superior and acknowledges it to me. But he'd cut his tongue out

before he'd only twenty third person. However, we may as well go and have a look. I shall work it out on my own hook. I may have a laugh at the b I have nothing else. Come on, get your hat you you wish me to come? Yeah, if you have nothing better, leady, yeah, right, gimm it up. I must say, you don't think you've been doing much thought the matter in him, all that talking to Cab about Promona Siddils and the difference between the Stadivarius and market.

No data yet, it's the capital the stata theorized before you have all the evidence. Well, I'll have your data soon, aren't we go? In all in good time? Watson, Let's start to observe such a important details as the roadway mm hm, the pavement m and the grass tringe. Ah, yes, that is interesting, mister Holmes. It's very kind of good to come, Inspector Gregson. This is my friend, doctor Watson. I've had everything they've untouched except the past day after

the house. Huh. If I heard of buffalo and passed along, there couldn't be a greater mess, no doubt. However, you had drawn your own conclusions before you permitted it. I've had so much to do inside the house with homes. My colleague, mister lest Trade is here. I relied upon him to look after the path. With two such men as yourself and as Trade upon the ground, there will not be much for a third party to find out. Well, I think we've done all that can be done. It's

a queer case. So and well, I know your taste for those things. Did you come hear in the cab, Gregson? Did less trade? Nosa and let us go and look at the room. Ah, good morning, good morning, mistrade. I think you've met that about something. Of course, it's your room, stir. Don't this case will make a source. It's anything I've seen, and I'm no chicken. You found no clue none at all. Your shirt there is no wound, but as patches of

blood all over the place, no part of it. And of course this blood belongs to the second individual, because you would be as a murderer if murder has been committed. It reminds me of the circumstances dependent on the death of Van Jansen. A new trek. You remember the case trap a Loser? Read it up, you really should. There's nothing new under the fund. It's all been done before. You want to examine the body. So yes, it's just a quick look, I think, yeah, loose m Well that

seems to be all. Just to sniff at his lips and the glance at the soles of these patent leather boots. M hm, yeah, well, I think I've seen everything I need to see. He's not being moved at all. No more of them was necessarily for the purposes of our examination. Then you can take into the mortuary. There's nothing more to be learned, right, Look at this clitter? Hellone, what's that work? It's a ring? There's been a woman here? Wait's a woman's waiting ring. Well, this does complicate members,

even though they were complicated enough before. Yeah, sure, it doesn't simplify them. Simplify more. Eyes didn't game Away said, come come, there's nothing to be learned by tearing at

the ring. But did you find it this puppet? Go watch and shame go ring with a Masonic device, Go pin bullo on his head with the movies and eyes cards of Enoch J. Grebber of Cleveland, corresponding with the EJ D. Upon the linen, No purse but loose money to the extent of seven pounds thirteen shillings, oh and two rappers, one addressed to J. Drebber and one to Joseph Stangerson at what a dreaded American Exchange trand to

be left till called for. They are both from the Guion Steamship Company and refer to the sailing of their boats from Liverpool to New York. Have you made any inquiries as to this man Stangerson? I did it once their. I've had advancements sent to all the newspapers, and one of my men has gone to the American Exchange, but he has not yet returned. Have you sent to Cleveland? Did anywhere this morning? How did you word your inquiries? We simply detailed the circumstances and said that we should

be cleared of any information that could help us. He didn't out put particulars on any point of which appear to you to be crucial by us about Stangerson? Nothing else? Is there a circustance upon which this pope it appears to hinge? Will you not telegraph again? I've said all I had to say, mister Holmes Smithtic Maxon. I have just made a discovery of the highest importance, and one which would have been overlooked and I not made a careful examination of the walls. Oh, mister Leslade, and what

is it? Look here on this wall. I'll stand there, I'll strike a match. Look at that? What did it say? Come glad? See r A c h E rate. Why do you think of that? The merger has written it with his or her own blood? You see this smell where it strickled down the wall. That disposes of the idea of suicide? Anyhow, Hey, why was that corner chosen to write it down? I'll tell you you see that camera on the mantelpiece. It was lit at the time, and if it was lit, this corner would be the

brightest instead of the darkest portion of the wall. What does it mean then you have found it? Why? It means that the writer was going to put the female name Rachel, but was disturbed before he or she had tried to finish you marked thy words. When this case comes to be clear up, you will find that a woman made Way something to do with it. Oh, I will for you all laugh as I shall homes. You may be very smarting for us, but the old round

is the best one, all cut and done. So I really beg your pardon to say you certainly have the credit of being the first of it to find the fire. And as you say, there's a remark of having been written by the other participant in the last time's mystery. I have not had time to examine this room yet, but with your permission, I shall do so. Now, Now where's my lemb there? I think that will do twenty two minutes. That's a humor. Zones are to the spread of the trouble and vibe. They say the genius is

an infinite capacity for taking pains. It's a very bad definition, but it does apply to detective Way. What do you think of itself? Oh, it would be robbing you of the credit of the case if I were to presumed to help you. You're doing so well now that it would be a pity for anyone to d this here. If you let me know how your investigations go, I for they happy to give you any help I can. In the meantime, I should like to speak to the

constable who found the body. Is he here? No, he's off guilty Now then can you give me his name and address? Yes, sir, his name is John Ratzon. You'll find him at forty six Ordly fourt, Kennington Park Gate, Kennington Far Gate. Thank you, Come along, doctor, we shall go and look him up. Oh gentlemen, I'll tell you one thing which may help you in the case. What's denser. There has been murder done, and the murderer was a man.

He was more than six feet high, was in the prime of life, had small feet for his height, wore coarse, square flat boots, and smoked a kitchen up lay cigar. He came here with his victim in a four wheeled cab which was drawn by a horse. For three old shoes and one new one on his off fore leg. In all probability of the murderer had a florid face, and the fingernails of his right hand were amostly long. These are only a few indications, but then nailsstrue. A

business man was murdered. How was it done? Poison? One other thingles straight. We don't waste your time looking for miss Rachel Rache is the German for revenge. Come along, doctor, I have a telegram to send. I'm coming home. Now that I have sent my telegram, we can go and see this Constable John Rence. You can, he'll be able to help us. There's nothing like first tand evidence. The matter to take my mind is entirely made up on the case. But still we may as well learn all

that is we learn. Yes, you amazing hopes, only you're not as sure as you pretend to be. Of all as particular as you gave. There's no room from stay. The very first thing which I observed on the riding there was that a cab had made two rufts with its fields close to the curb. Now, up to last night, we've had no rain for a week, so that those fields which left such a deep impression must have been

dead during the night. There were the marks of the horses hoofs too, the outline of one of which was far more clearly cut than that of the other three, showing that that was a new shoe. Since the cab was there after the rain began, and was not there at any time during the morning, I have Gregson's word for that. It follows that it must have been there during the night, and therefore that it brought those two individuals to the house. Well, that seems simple enough, But

how about the other man's fight. Why the height of a man, in nine cases out of ten, can be told by the length of his tribe. It's a simple calcuation enough, though, There's no use my boring you with figures. I had this fellow's tribe both on the clay outside and on the dust within. Then I had a way of checking my calculations. When a man writes on a wall, it instinct leads him to write about the level of his own eyes. Now that writing was just over six

feet from the ground. There's childless any age. Well, if a man can stride form a half feet without the smallest effort, he calp it fight in the sere and yellow. This was the breadth of a puddle on the garden path that she had evidently walked across. Patent leather boots had gone round, and square toes had stepped over. There's no mystery about it at all. I'm simply applying to ordinary life a few of those precepts of observation and

deduction which I advocated in the arcicle Santariga. Is there anything else that posed you well? The finger nails and the trichinopolis have gone. The writing on the wall was done with a man's forefinger dipped in blood. My glass allowed me to observe that the plaster was slightly scratched in doing it, which would not have been the case had the man's nail been trimmed. M I gathered up some scattered ash from the floor. It was dark in color and flaky, such an ash as is only made

by a prechernotoly. I did a special study a cigar ashes, in that I've written a monograph upon the subject. Here I flatter myself that I can distinguish at a glance the ash of any known brand, either of a cigar or tobacco. It's just in such details. But the skills detective differs from the grapesmoonless trade type and the florid face. Then, ah, that was a more daring shot. Though I have no doubt that I was writing. You mustn't ask me that the present state of the affairs. My head's in a whirl.

The more one thinks it, the more mysterious it grows. How came these two men? If they were two men into an empty house? How could one man compel another to take poison? Where did the blood come from? What was the object of the murderer? Since robbery had no party? How came the woman's ring? There? And above? Why should the second man right up the German word racha before DECAMPI I confess, and I can't see any possible way

of reconciling all these facts. You're some up. The difficulties of the situation sucked simply and well, Watson, there is much that is still obscure, though I've quite made up my mind on the main facts to poor illustrated. The discovery was simply a blind intended to put the police upon a wrong track by suggesting socialism and seek his societies. It was not done by a German. Oh, if you notice the A was printed somewhat after the German fashion.

Now a real German, invariably Prince sim the Latin character. Since we may safely say that this was not written by one but by a clumsy imitator who overdid his party. Or no, there's simply a ruse to divert inquiry into a wrong channel. I'm not saying to tell you much more of the case. Doctor. You know, a tanjurer gets no credit. But once he's explained his tricky and if I show you too much of my method of working, you will come to the inclusion that I'm a very

ordinary individual. After room, never do that. You have brought detectionists near to an exact science as it ever will be brought in this world. I'll tell you one other thing. Patent letters and square toes came in the same cab. When they walked down the pathway together as friendly as possible, whilem in arm in all probability. When they got inside, they walked up and down the room or other patent letters could still while square toes walked up and down.

I could read all that in the dust, and I could read that as he walked. He grew more and more excited. That's shown by the increased length of his tribe. He was talking all the pile and working himself up now out into a fury. Then the tragedy occurred. Well, I told you all I know myself, for the rest is mere surmise and conjecture. We have a good working basis, however, with the stars and now we met Parry for I particularly want to visit comfortable rents and let's go find

a cab. Yes, what is it? You are Constable John Wren Well of it? He wants to know. My name is chellas infect on less trade that I can find you here. It's about the business at Larston Gardens, Brixton Road, b by report at the office. Come a man, get a bit of rest when it's off duty. We we thought that we should like to hear it all from your own lips. Well, I shall be most happy to tell you anything I can. It's coming you sut you're down on the now? What was it? Just let us

hear it all in your own where is it? As? Very well? My time is from ten at night till six in the morning. At eleven there was a fight at the White Hart, but bar that wall was quiet enough on the beach, but one o'clock it began to rain. I met Barry March sure as the Holland Grove. We stood together at the corner of Henrietta Street. Are talking well presently maybe about two a little laughter, I thought I'd take a look around and see that all was

right down the Brixton Road. It was precious, dirty and lonely, not a soul, and I'll meet all the way down.

Though the caver two went past me. I was strolling down and thinking between ourselves our uncommon handy afford us do not would be when when suddenly the glint of the light caught my eye in the window of that same house, I knew that them two hourses in Morriston Garden was empty one account of him that ow't and won't have the drains seemed to though the very last tenant that lived in one of them died a typhoid fever.

So I was not tall in heat, but seeing a light in the window, and I suspected that something was wrong. When I got to the door, I felt and then walked back to the garden gate. What did you do? That? That's true, sir? I did, though, Oh you come to know it haven't only knows what you watching? None they go on answer my question, wit me get your see. When I got up to the door, it was so still and so lonesome that I thought I've belong the

worst for some one with me. I ain't afeared of anything on this side of the grave, but I thought that maybe it was him that died of the typhoid. Inspecting the drains what killed him? Sure thought gave me that kind of turn. And I walked back to the gate to see if I could see merchants lentn That was no sign of him, nor of anyone else. There was no one in the seat, not a living sorcerer. Pulled myself together, went back and pushed the door up. Who was quiet inside? So I went into the room

where the light was a burning. There was a candle flickering on the mental fiece, a red wax one light side. Yes, I know all that you saw. You walked round the room several times, and you knelt down by the body, and then you walked through and tried the kitchen door. And then where would you hit to see all that? Seems to me that you that was a good deal. Moan your short arm. Here's my card. No, don't get arresting me for the murder. I'm one of the hounds,

not the wolf. Mister Greggson or mister Lestrabile answered, then go on there, what did you do Negger went back to the gate and send in a whistler. That brought Mercher into moret the spot, but the street emptied. Inn was as far as anybody that could be of any good. Those what do you mean? I've seen them a drunk chap in my time. I've never seen anyone that drunk

his a coat. He was at the gate when I came out of leaning up against the railings, and I was singing at the picture of his lungs about Columbines, new fangled banner and some such stuff. He couldn't stand for ourself. What sort of a man? Watch, you know? Common drunk sort of man? He'd found himself at the station if we had mince took up his feet. He's dressed. Didn't you notice him? Bush? Should think I didn't notice him, seeming that I had to pop him up, being merchant

between us? He was our long chap well, red face, the lower part muffled round. What became of him? You have to do that looking after him? No Wager, he found his way. I'm all right? How was he dressed? Down? Overcoat? And he whipped in his hand whipped, No, he must have left it behind. You didn't happen to you. Hear a cab after that, Well, there's half a sovereign for you. No, thank you, sir, I'm afraid grants that you will never rise in the force. That head of yours should be

for use as well as ornament. You might have gained your sergeant stripes last night. The man who you held in your hand is the man who holds the clues in this mystery and whom we are seeking. But I have no use arguing about it now. I tell you that it t is though, Come along, doctor, do one d baker fit that it o God, the blundering fool, just to think of it's having such an incomfortable bit of good luck and naughty me advantage of my mother

in the dark. Still, it's true that the description of this man tells your idea of the second garden this mystery. But why should he come back to the house after leaving the ring man? The ring? That was what he came back for. If we have no other way of catching him, we can alway vatar line with a ring. I shall have him, doctor. I'll lay you two to one that I have him. I mistake you for it all I might not have gone but for you, and so miss the finest study I ever came across, A

study in scarlet. Yeah, why shouldn't we use a little art jargon. There's the scarlet tread of murder running through the colorless skein of life, and our duty is to unravel it and isolate it and expose every inch of it. What's what's the matter? You're not looking quite yourself? This Brixton Road affairs upsets you well till the truth it has I want be more case on not my afghanistanirs, isn't I saw my own comrades hacked pieces of my wand without losing my nerve. But I've gone over this

this is again and again this afternoon. Who I doves off it is? I can understand. There's a mystery about this which stimulates the imagination. Where there's no imagination, there's no horror. Have you seen? The evening paper gives a fairly good account of the affair. It doesn't mention the fact when the man was raised up on the stretch of a woman's wedding ring fell upon the floor. It's

just as well it does. Why look at this advertisement? Well, I have one said to every paper this morning, immediately after the affairs well in me the fan column, Yes yes yes. In Brixton Road this morning a plain gold wedding ring found in the roadway but didn't know

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