Sherlock Holmes - The Missing Three Quarter

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From London. We present The Missing three Quarter, a play for radio by Michael Hardwick, based on the short story by Sir Arthur Kernan Doyle. The Missing three Quarter.

Things had indeed been very slow with us. I had learned to dread such periods of inactions. I knew by experience that Charlotte Holmes's brain was so abnormally active that it was dangerous to leave.

It without material upon which to work.

For years, I had gradually weaned him from that drug media, which had threatened once to check his remarkable career.

But he was well aware that.

The fiend was not dead, but only sleeping. Therefore I blessed the hour on a gloomy if every morning, some seven or eight years ago, that a telegram arrived at Baker Street with an enigmatic message to break that dangerous calm which brought more peril to my friend than all the storms of his tempestuous life. It says he's awake there terrible misfortune right wing free quart A missing indispensable tomorrow, signed.

Overton, let me see thank you plan first mark and despatch ten thirty six. I don't know a doubt. The telegram was sorted, the hollowed by the sender renounce proper yard. Mister Hams inspected Stanley Hopkins had died with the can't see you, and he said, so far as he could see, the case is more in your line than that. Regular police then placed it down. Mister Everton, and tell miss slowly and quietly, exactly what it is that has occurred, and how you desire that I should help you. This

But we went off to last night, sir, is it towards us strand with another fellow?

I see him?

Girl? What other fellow? Roughlegan chat with a beard? He called him with an oe from mister Salton. I took it up to him. I thought he was going to find after he's ready. Hey, yes, it fell back in his chairs. If you've been poor x, I'll give a drink of water. And then he said it was all right, and he come down here where the fellow was. Then made a few words and also went to war to Sclam how much running they were? And what did you do when you heard this disturbiton? Why to Cambridge to

Sir?

What sacred you say? This bearded man was in calm, excited. He's very pale, very pale, indeed, And though I did notice when I'll give him the note to take up, his hand was shaking something terrible. Did you take any other message to mister Thornton? Yes, sir telegraph ah what time was this?

About?

Six? I took it to him in his room? Were you present? But he opened it? I waited while he were at the answer. Did you take the reply?

No, sir?

He said, all right, porter, I'll take this myself. What did he write it with a penza? Have you buy any chance a pair of telegraphic forms on which you wrote this meant? Yes? Sir here they are, sir good, they haven't been used since Tha cure. Now, then if I hold this form up to the window, hmmm, hear me. It's a pity he didn't write. And I rejoiced to perceive that that he wrote it with a double pointed quill pen. And I can hardly doubt that we will

Stand Biers for God's Sake sounds pretty desperate.

Home.

Evidently he saw a formidable danger approaching from which someone else could protect him, as he says, stand by us, yes, Watson, So another person is involved, man with a bear. Then what is the connection between God Pristaunton and the bearded man? And what is the third source from which they sought help against that pressing danger.

We'll always have to find as to whom the telegram was addressed exactly, My dear Watson.

Your reflection, though profound, head, already crossed my mind. But I dare say it may have come to your notice that if you walk into a post office and demand to see the counterfoil of another man's message, there may be some disintination on the part of the officials to oblige you. Really. Meanwhile, I should like you your presence, mister Overton, to go through those papers which had been left upon the table, certainly.

M letters from Bill's mostly no nothing.

Here by the way, Yeah, I suppose your friend was a healthy young fellow. Nothing of this with him some bell m Hepsey was not so strong as you suppose. With your assent, I have a foot on or two of these papers in my pocket in case they should pay upon our future. Enquire one moment, Well, moment, who are you, sir by? What right do you touch this gentleman's papers? I am a private detective and I'm endeavoring to extend his disappearance. No you are, are you then?

My name is Lord Mount James.

I came around the quickly.

Is that there is water bush would bring me?

So you have been strucked and detective, yes?

And are you prepared to beat the costs?

I have no doubt, sir. My friend Godfrey, when we find him, will.

Be prepared to do that.

But if he's never found it, who answered me?

There?

That is no that is happening.

If that of the shorts happened, don't look to me for a penny. No, not a penny. I am all the remedy that this young man has gone, and I tell you that I am not responsible. If you understand that, mister.

Detective, I quite understand your position. Perhaps you don't quite understand mine. God Pristonson appears to have been a poor man. If he's been kidnapped, it could not have been for anything which he himself possesses. The fame of your wealth has got a broad Lord Man James, and it is entirely possible that again thieves has secured your neview in order to gain from him some information as to your houses, your heabits, and your treasure. Don't what an hydia. I never thought of such a.

Brillionnaire working human rogues there are in the world. But Godfrey is a fine head, a stanch levender. Nothing would induce him to give his old auncle away. I'll have the bit moved over to the belt, and in the meantime, to spare no pains, mister distive to bring him safely back if he has to many a little.

So far as a fiver of evil tenor goes, you can always look to me. A good day to you, generous well Hans. What's next? I'm afraid we must plead you now, Miss sahn't hear from you before the met I'm sorry, I very much doubt you. There's the lug anyway, Thank you doctor.

Now, isn't there anything we can do about that telegram homes?

It's worth trying, wasn't of course? With a warrant we could demand to see the counterfoil, But we did not reached that stage yet. I don't suppose they remember faces and so busy a places at post office? Yet's venture? It can I help yourself. Oh, I'm so sorry to trouble you. There's some small mistake about a telegram I sent yesterday. I had no answer, and I very much fear that I'm not so permitted to put my name at the end. Could you tell me with this? So? What time was it? A little after six?

And whom was it to?

The last words in it were For God's sake, I'm pretty anxious at getting no answers.

Oh, let me see here it is. Oh, there is no name at the end. Then there's a cross accounts from my getting no answer. Oh.

Well, good morning miss and Liddie, thanks for having relieve my vine.

Good morning, well homes we progress, my dear Watson, we progress.

I had certain different schemes for getting a glimpse of that telegram, but I could hardly help to succeed the very first time.

And what are your gainst it?

Tell it? What have I gained? A starting point for our investigation? Pace that day? Wat a team's cross station. We are a journey then, yes, I think we must run down the game bridge together.

Doctor Leslie Armstrong.

I have heard your names to Sherlock Holmes.

I am also aware of.

Your profession one of which I by no means approved.

In that doc way, you will find yourself in agreement with every criminal and the conflict. And may I introduce my friend, doctor Watson. How do you do so?

Of course I am delighted to meet one of the heads.

Of our Professor Holmes.

So, father, your efforts are directed towards the suppression of crime, they must have the support of every reasonable member of the community.

That I cannot doubt if the official machinery.

Is ample suppresion for the purpose. Where your calling is more open to criticism is when you pry into the secrets of private individuals, when you break up family matters which are better hidden, and when, incidentally you wish what's the time of men who are.

More busy than yourself, no doubt, doctor, But I may tell you that we are doing the reverse of what you better just say play, and that we're endeavoring to prevent public exposure of private matter, which must follow when once the cases in the hands of the official police. I've come to ask you about mister Godfrespont. What about him? You know him, do you not? He is an intimate friend of mine. You're aware that he has disappeared. Indeed,

No doudge she will return tomorrow. Is a vast dead football match. I have no sympathy with these childish games. The young man's fate interests me deeply, since.

I know him and like him.

The football match does not come within my horizon at all.

I claim your sympathy, then, in my investigation of missus Thornton's faith, do you know where he is? Certainly not? Was mister Thornton a healthy man? Absolutely? Did you ever know him?

Ill?

Never? And perhaps you will explain this receiated bill for thirteen paid by mister Godfris Thornton last month to doctor Leslie Armstrong's Cambridge I picked it up from among the papers on his desk. I do not feel there is any reason why I should.

Render an explanation to you who mister Holmes very well, if you prefer public explanation, it must come sooner or later.

You would really be wiser to take me into your complete confidence. I know nothing about it. Did you hear from mister Thornton in London? Certainly not? Dear me, dear me the first office again, I must agent telegram has dispassed to you from London by God Chris Thornton at six fifteen yesterday evening, And yet you will not head it. I shall certainly go down to the office here and registered campaign.

I will trouble you to walk out of my house, and you can tell your empire Lord Bud James, that I do not wish to have anything to do either with him or with his agents.

Doctor Leslie Armstrong has set me a man of energy, wasn't I have not seen a man who he turned his tell hims that way was more calculated to fill the gap left by the illustrious Mariarty.

From what happens now? Oh, my poor ones, But if you would engage a room in that little inn just opposite Armstrong's house, I may have time to make a few inquiries. Home is where have you been all the time? Oh? Here on there, here on there?

Ah?

What's death that be seen?

Now?

Carried on a pair of graves outside the doctor's door. It's been out three hours starting a halp us six and.

Guaranteed back again. That gives a radius of ten o' pounds miles. And he does it once or sometimes.

Quite a day, not handing on you're over a doctor in practice. But Armstrong is not really a doctor in practice. He's a lecturer and consultant. Why then, does he make these long journeys? And who is it that he visited? But how am I trying his church? My dear? What can you doubt that I have already done there? I don't know whether it came from his own innated cavity or from the promptings of his master, but he was

There was no sign of it gone off down the side road. Evidently you think he knows where Staunton is homes.

I'll spare it, and if he knows, then it will be our own thought. If we cannot manage to know, alcer No, I shall not be satisfied untilized made the matter clear, Ippcy, A good new may depend upon what the morning will bring or coffee homes.

No, thank you, wasn't.

I've had a note from the doctor. Okay, listen, sir, I can assure you that you are wasting your time in dogging my movements. No spying upon me can in any way help mister Godfreys Thornson, and I am convinced that the best service you can do to that gentleman is to return at once to London and to report to your employer that you are unable to place him. Yours Faifthly Leslie Armstrong. That man has the cheek of

You're not going to leave me triddling my thumbs in his place again?

Are you hanging? I'm afraid so, But I have to bring back a more favorable report to you before nightfall. Very well, Homed, I only hope you do.

Blame I'm afraid Watson. Oh, I don't know it.

Where have you been? Having got the doctor's general direction, I visited all the villages upon that side of Cambridge, I covered some ground I can tell you Chesterton Hists and water Beach Oakins and oh wondering comparing notes for publicans and other local news agencies. Nothing well. By the way, is there a telegram for me? Oh? Yes, ah, I opened it.

I didn't understand it though it says asked for Pompey from Jeremy Dickson.

Trinity College.

Mean any of you?

Oh, it's clear enough. It's from our friend Overton. In answer to a question from me, I'll just sent random note to mister Jeremy Dixon, and then I have no doubt that our luck will turn. Oh, by the way, the news of a match, Oh, yes, yes, see the local paper has an excellent a country's last edition.

Oxford won.

I've gone two trials. Do you want to hear anything of it? M I'll just read you the last sentence.

The defeat of the.

Light Blues may be entirely attributed to the unfortunate absence of the crack international god Chriss Thaunton, whose one prosculitivey instant of the games.

Then I'll tend to Overton spot birdis have been justified. Personally, I'm in agreement with doctor Armstrong and football does not come within my horizon. More's the pity for you home at inner it. Let us follow the example of a footballer and take an early night and death. I perceive that tomorrow may be an eventful day. Homes, where have you been this time? And what are you doing with that hypodermic syringe? Don't come you don't don't tell, my

He's making an earlier stuff. The carriages at the door already.

Never mind, let him go. He'll be clever as you can drive what I cannot follow him. Or when you've finished, come downstairs with me and I'll introduce you to a detective who is a deady eminent specialist and the worst that lies before. What didn't he introduce you to Pumpy the love of drag hounds. No very great flyer is his bills will show but a staunch hound on the scent. Well, Pumpty, you may not be fast that I speck. You will be too fast for a couple of middle aged London gentlemen.

Thick what and Chris Wop are done into the fielding.

Did you get a glimpse of Armstrong?

And I did it? Sunk on his hands the image of distress.

I'd say, I feel there is some dark ending to our quest. Thumb Publy, he's making for the cottage and the fun.

Now we shall see what we shall see. Listen, what's fair? The doctor is coming back home that we must see what it means before he comes.

Who are you?

Are you mister god Wisconsin, Yes, as I am, But you're too late. She's then.

You can see for yourselves. She was very beautiful and very consumption home without a doubt. We did our best to keep it from everyone.

As a whisper gets about. So, gentlemen, you have attained your end. You have certainly chosen a delicate moment for your intuition, not rare in the presence of death. But I can assure you that if I were a younger man, excuse me, doctor Armstrong, I think.

We have a little of cross purposes.

If you could step into the next room with us, we might each be able to give some life to the other upon.

This miserable affair, very will well, Sir, I wish you.

To understand, in the first place, that I am not employed by Lord mount James, and that my sympathies in this matter are entirely against that nobleman. When a man is lost, it is my duty to assert in his fate. But having done so, the matter in so far as I am concerned, If, as I imagine, there is no breach of the law in this matter, you can absolutely depend upon my discretion and my co operation in keeping the facts out of the papers.

Mister Holmes, you are a good fellow. I had mistrutched you, and my apologies to you too, sir.

Not at all, Doctor Alstom.

A yard ago, Godfrey Staunton married his landlady's daughter.

She was good, beautiful and intelligent.

No man need be ashamed of such a wife.

But Godfrey was the heir to this crabbed old nobleman, and it was certain that the news would have meant.

The end of his inheritance.

I did all I could to have him to keep things straight.

Thanks to this learner cottage in his own discretion, Godfrey has up to now succeeded, but at last there.

Came the terrible blow of this virulent illness.

The poor boy had took her for London to play this match, but he could not get out of it without explanations which would expose the secrets.

He sent me a.

Wire, imparing me to do all I could.

This was the telegram which you would bear to have seen.

I did not tell him how urgent the danger was. But I sent the truth to the girl's father, and he very.

Injudiciously communicated it to Godfrey. The result was that he came straight away and has remained kneeling at the end of her bed until this morning. Death put an end to her sufferings.

That is all, mister Holmes.

I am sure that I can rely upon your discretion and let of your friend.

Yes, yes, in needs.

Come Watson, let us be on our way.

That was The Missing three Quarter by Michael Hardwick, based on the short story by Sir Arthur Kernham, Royal

Sherlock Holmes was play by Carton Hobbs.