Mutual Presents: Thursday Thrillers- Sherlock Holmes #7.9

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Showcase Sundays today on the Mutual Audio Network. The following audio drama is rated PG for parental guidance recommended. Welcome Back to Mutual Presents, I'm Jack Ward. This week in the Audio Tarium, Penny and I are snuggling up to our favorite series with our favorite sleuth, Sherlock Holmes. For episode 9 of season 7, we've got The Adventure of the Missing Bloodstone.

stains and the adventure of the superfluous pearl locked on with our universal podjector so sit back and relax and listen Basil Rapplon and Nigel Bruce in the new adventures of Sherlock Holmes. This rebroadcast is especially for the American Armed Forces and their allies. Now let's join Dr. Campbell as he enters Dr. Watson's study.

Well, here we are once again in Dr. Watson's study. Come in, Mr. Campbell. Come in. Here, sit down and relax. You uh you look a bit wooted, old fella. Oh yes, it's such a beautiful spring evening. I I thought I'd walk over in fact. It's so beautiful I dawdled most of the way, drinking in the warm air and the sort of things growing until suddenly I realized I was blame well gonna be late if I didn't hurry.

I ran the last three blocks. Yes, I know how it is. This lovely spring weather is certainly conducive to indolence. My household claim that when I go out to do the spring planting I spend most of my time leaning on the spade, sniffing, and listening to the birds. Not an unpleasant way to pass the time of day, incidentally. Yes, but daylight today is almost as relaxing as a turtle bar.

Which reminds me of a curious and gory experience that Holmes and I had in just such an establishment some years ago. It sounds suspiciously like the gentleman who said bang. Oh, uh speaking of explosion. Now, Mr. Campbell, uh, you must never complain about the way that a storyteller begins his yarn. Anything is better than an abrupt beginning. Now uh put me all out. Where where where was I?

Uh in a Turkish bath, if I'm not mistaken. Well now, to to begin at the beginning, it was in the hectic hair raising, and I might even say the glorious day of the great battle of wits between Sherlock Holmes And the notorious Professor Mariaki. What you might call a real battle of the Titans, eh, Doctor? Indeed it was, Mr. Campbell. Things had been unusually hectic for Holmes for several months.

Mariarty had been particularly active, and Holmes had had many sleepless nights. Finally, things had calmed down a bit. And I tried to persuade him to take a badly needed holiday. The result being that he finally did agree to have an afternoon off and accompany me to a Turkish bath. As a matter of fact, both uh Holmes and I had a witness for the Turkish bath.

Over the smoke in the present latitude of the drying room, I've often found him less reticent and more human than at any other time. The heat melted his cast iron reserve, eh, Doctor Watson? Slightly, Mr. Campbell, only slightly.

Well, as I was saying, on the upper floor of a certain Fumblin Avenue establishment, there is an isolated corner where two couches lie side by side. And it was on these that we were lying. Holmes had just shot his long, sinewy arm out of the towels which enveloped him, and was fishing about in the inside pocket of his coat. He tongue between. Where did I put it? Where on earth did I put it, oh confound of thing? Watson. Hmm? I forgot to bring my tobacco.

Oh, relax, Holmes. Just relax. Forget about tobacco. Forget mariate and relax. What's what we came in here for? Burble, bubble, bubble, bubble. I am relaxed, my dear fellow. I want a smoke. You're not about the burble, burble. Nothing like the peace and seclusion of a Turkish bar. Mr. Hall. Mr. Sherlock Hall. Hello? Just the the steamroom attendant.

Seems to be pleasing you. Oh my goodness. Now what? I don't even want to see Mr. Sherlock Holmes. See in here, please. Here I am, Gus. Here I am. What do you want? Come on. Oh, Mr. Holmes. It's good I find you. There has been an accident, Mr. Holmes. A bad accident. It's Lord Canterbury. He's in his dressing room, covered in blood. Oh, and that's it. I fancy you want Dr. Watson. No, you're not me. I'll be with you in a minute, Gus. Oh, no, not Dr. Watson. It's too late for you.

He's dead. Dead? He's dead in six places. Come and look at him, Mr. Holmes. He's dead. All right. I'll come at once. Good gracious me. Uh what's all the commotion? Why can't we have a little peace and part? Right. Um what's the meaning of this cut? Um why are these two persons talking uh at the top of their voice? My dear mister Mr well, whoever you are. I was never under the impression that the Olympia bars were church. Furthermore, my dear Mr. Uh well, never mind the name. Tunbridge.

Frederick Hubert Tunbridge, a liberal leader in the present parliament. which everyone knows who keeps abreast of the time. I do not concern myself with trivialities. Furthermore, as I was saying, before being so rudely interrupted, you may be interested to know that your hated rival, Lord Mittleberry,

The conservative leader, with whom you are known to have publicly locked horns on several occasions. Oh, oh, uh, what if I have? Oh, what's he done now, the old fool? If you mean Lord Cantlebury, he's done absolutely Yes, he hasn't done anything. And probably never will again. Oh, what are you blizzarding about? Well, it seems that Guts has just discovered your, uh, shall we say, political vis-à-vis? Dead.

In his dressing room. Oh, well, you mean he's had a heart attack? No, I don't mean anything of the kind. He's been stabbed. In how many places, did you say Gus? In six places, Mr. Holmes. Oh, but that's impossible. I, uh we uh that is, I uh talked to him not half an hour ago. We had a little uh conference, Stubroes, you understand, uh, while he was waiting for Gus to come in and give him his pat up. Well, he was quite all right when I left it. Oh, really? Are you sure?

What do you mean? Of course I'm sure. Canterbury was alive and cursing like a stupa when I left him. I passed the gus in the corridor. You tell the old boy was alive and kick it. Oh, will he? How about it, Gas? It is true I hear swearing, but from which dressing room it comes, I could not be sure. Yes, yes, indeed. It's quite true. The dressing room walls are thin. But sir, who is this person and why is he

Stupid question. But, Mr. Turnbridge, this gentleman is Mr. Sherlock Holmes, the famous detective. I've never heard of him. Not even with you there, Holmes. The World Center, Scotland Yard. This is a matter of national inform. Quite, yes, I think you're quite right. Uh, you may as well send for inspector Lestrade, guys. Gotten guard will have to be informed in any case. In the meantime, however, well, I

I think I'll take a look. Well, in the meantime, mister whoever you are, I insist that everything be left strictly alone. Very well. Then, Mr uh uh Thingamabob

If you insist, but uh you'll be losing valuable time. I most emphatically do insist. Well, I'm getting out of here. Beat you out, like from Lapon. Well, if you can do without me, uh just a moment, gentlemen. Just a moment if you please. I think it's only fair to point out to you all But suspicion is bound to fall on anyone who leaves before the authorities have had a chance to search

And question him. Fatch me. All right, we seem to have stirred up quite a hornet's nest, eh, Watson? Yes, and I brought you in here for a rest. Well, this dad? Nasty mess, eh, Mr. Holmes? Night from the back. Yes, not once, but six times. Deep, ferocious thrust. Quite unnecessarily brutal. And uh, if I may say so, bloody. Yeah.

Place looks like a chowl house. Yes, whoever did the deed must have been drenched in blood. Might tell your men to search for blood same towels or garments, will you, Stran? Yes. Well, I'll pick up anything that's got blood on it. Never you fear, Mr. Holmes. I've ordered a search of everybody and everything on the premises. Yes, that's uh that's not going to be uh be very popular with uh with Mr Tunbridge, eh, Holmes? I wouldn't care if he was the Archbishop of Canterbury.

When Scotland Yard says search everybody, we search everybody. Besides, everybody knows he and the corpse here are bitter enemies. They fought like cat and dog. Um How long would you say he'd been dead, Mr. Helms? Oh, I don't know. About uh, let me say, uh, an hour and a half. Took thirty, forty minutes to get you here, Lestrade. And Cantlebury had been dead, let me see. Over half an hour when Gus found him. Oh, yes. Uh does.

Did the um dorman notice who left the establishment during the half hour before the body was found? Uh yes, sir. Only old Mr. Relford. Uh and he's too feeble and decided to do a crime like this. No, uh. Was the um A door to Lord Candlebury's dressing room locked? Oh, no, sir. Oh? And how does it happen he lay here for over half an hour before anyone found him? Particularly as he was down on the books for a massage half an hour before he was found. Well, you see, I I I I thought he was asleep.

Lord Canterbury, sometimes he liked a little nap after he was in the steam room and he didn't want... I should disturb him. Oh, that's very interesting. Then you did come in this room once before you realized Lord Canterbury was dead. Yes, Mr. Hobbes. But he was lying there so peaceful. So peaceful. Yes, on his back? Yes, sir, just like we found him. Uh it wasn't till the second time I come in I see he has his eyes open. Mm-hmm. And the place is, uh, shall we say all

Spattered with blood. It was so dark the shade were drawn it was not easy to see anything if you don't look close. Even then some people are unable to observe the most obvious facts. Uh uh. And what might you mean by that? Oh, just an observation, Lestrade, just uh gratuitous observation. Uh Come in. Thank you. Oh well with us, what's up? We fight the place from top to bottom, uh just like you said, Inspector.

And there's no bloodstains nowhere, except on this. Uh what's that? A pocket knife, sir. Large size. Oh. The handle's been wiped off, but there's still some bloodstains on the glide. Uh, we found it in the locker of a bloke uh Neimer Thumbridge. Uh huh. Just a minute, Christy. Don't go off the deep end. Well it yes, sir.

You say there were no bloodstains anywhere except on this knife. Not a sign of a bloodstain nowhere. You searched the dirty linen hampers, the towels and lockers, or the fair clothes? Oh, yes, sir. We searched everything. There's not a sign of blood anywhere, but on that fair weapon.

Who has the motive for killing Canterbury? This chap Tunbridge. Who had the opportunity? This chap Tunbridge. He admits himself he had a talk with the deceased and they had words. And where is this here bloodstained knife found? Nowhere, but in the Miss Tunbridge's locker. Hmm. Stupid place for a murderer to hide the fatal weapon in his own locker. Tunbridge isn't as stupid as that, Westrade. Oh no.

And why was it there? Uh look here. This this is an outrage keeping me here like this. Don't you realize I have influence? Well, you might at least have me put on my clothes instead of awareing them about. I'll complain to the authorities. I'll have you dismissed. All of you. Oh, maybe you will, sir. And then again, maybe you won't. Well, first of all, you'll answer some questions.

Have you uh ever seen this knife before? Knife? Uh knife uh yes, of course. Uh it's mine. Uh I've uh had it all my life. Uh used to take it fishing once I was a boy. Oh, indeed. Uh explain its size then. Well, now I use it to open my letter. Oh, you too. Are you sure that's all you use it for? Yes, of course. Then why are these here bloodstains on it? Oh, brother. Here, and here, and here. Now, don't you touch it.

We don't want to destroy any possible fingerprints. But if it's mine, my fingerprints are already on it. Yes, he's right there, Mestrade. Now. Furthermore, that stain doesn't uh doesn't look like blood to me. It's it's not uh red enough. It looks like rust. As a matter of fact,

If the stain is a nice blood red, it's fairly certain it's not blood. Now, this particular stain, as far as I see this particular stain to Scotland Yard, Mr. Yes. Don't forget, my dear Lestrade, I invented the first infallible test for blood stains. True, Lestarl, you did. Indeed. My test. My test is infallible. It works on blood that is new or on blood that is old. I discovered the first three agents.

Which is precipitated by hemoglobin. Sorry, Mr. Um, sorry, but Scotland Yard hasn't any time for layers. We believe in action. Now, uh, Mr. Tunbridge, it's my uh duty to take you into custody, and it's also my duty to warn you that anything that you may say may be used in evidence against you. Anything I say But you realize whom you're arresting. I'm a leading figure in British politics. So was this fellow who lies here stand with your knife.

Which has still got bloodstains on it. Well, Lestrade, if you'll pardon me for saying so, in this case it's not the bloodstains that are in evidence, but the bloodstains that are not in evidence. Uh, which is the significant factor. Oh. What do you mean by that? Simply that it would um It would have been rather difficult for Mr. Tunbridge to have committed a murder as borry as this one without having bloodstains on the towel he's wearing or on the uh Clothes which aren't

Still in his locker? Uh, what was to prevent him from dropping his towel outside Lord Canterbury's letting room? In and knifing him in the back, then sneaking down to the shower rooms, not more than twenty feet down the corridor? And washing away the evidence. Me going round about in uh uh in the nude? Uh certainly not. Most certainly not, sir. Remember, my dear Lestrade, as you dragged one of Britain's leaders away to jail?

But it might have been possible for him to stab his enemy in a fit of temper, but he would never have dreamed of running up and down the corridors in his birthday suit. No. Let me see. I'm afraid I shall have to look for another explanation of the missing bloodstains.

Holmes, it's late. Everyone else has left the Turkish bar. Everyone but the faithful gout? Oh, I don't mind. Tonight we have by my house sauerkraut. I don't like sauerkraut. Besides, I've got the stay and lock up. Then you have to find the bloodstains. They're here somewhere. That's why I sent home for my famous benzodine peroxide mixture. Somewhere on the premises.

a towel or linen or something that has blood taken. Oh, but we've been through the towels and the linen a dozen times, Holmes. No sign of blood. Furthermore, according to your Saberson's checklist, There are no towels or any linen missing. Even Gus. Everything go out to the laundry. I wash my own because I'd like to be fresh and clean. Twice a day I wash, noon and evening. Yes. Evening's job hasn't been done yet, eh? No. This one, I washed at noon. It's my towel from this morning. Oh, yes.

This morning's cow washed this noon. Yes. But was it? Cantlebury was murdered in the middle of the afternoon about 3 30. Now it's Now after seven o'clock. Don't you see, Watson? This towel. Don't you see? No, no. I don't. This is a bastard thing. The towel's as clean as a whistle. It's not dry. If it had been watched at noon, washed at noon, it would be dry now.

But it's still damp. Yes, it was washed after Canterbury's death. Of course. To remove the bloodstains. Gus? That's why you didn't report the death until half an hour after Canterbury had died. Oh no. I'd have time to remove the bloodstains. But that's not true. Besides, you can't prove anything. The owl is clean now. There are no masks, no stains. The very fact that there were no stains on his guster first made me suspect you. Lord Campbell was found lying on his back.

And yet when you uh informed us that he had been stabbed, you were quite definite about the number of times that he'd been stabbed. In the back. Yes. Yes. How did you know that, Gus? Well, I uh I I lift him up and I look. Of course I see what you're getting at home. He couldn't have done that. No one could examine the corpse without getting blood all over himself. And yet when Gus appeared to tell us the camp for his death, there wasn't a spot of blood on him.

But if I can prove that this towel which you so carefully washed once had blood stains, and that you were very careful to remove those stains. That you will never prove. I have scrubs, I have used soap, I even boiled that towel. There is not even a suspicion of a bloodstain left. That is why you're wrong, my friend. Watson, run the water into this tub, will you? No matter how thoroughly you try to remove a bloodstain, it will never out. Damned it spots.

Yes, we only need enough to moisten the clock. Now I'll drop a few drops of my famous solution onto the cross. There we are. Well see there's not a pair broad streak. Yes. Yes, it's undoubtedly blood. Blood? Yes.

Are you going to explain why you were so anxious to remove these bloodstains? No. No, no. I I I did not do it. It was Mr. Turnbridge. He did it. The knife, what's his knife? There was blood on it. Let me out of here. It's not my fault. I don't want to have it. Holmes, Holmes, he's running away. Watson. I'll get him escape. Well there he goes down the corridor. He goes with the theme rope. Don't worry, I'll get him. Phew. The steam is sick in hell.

I can hardly see my hand before my face. Must be in here. Look under the benches, Watson. Watson, leave the door open. Let some of this blasted team out of here, will you? I didn't shut the door. Holmes, you hear that? The door. Altyazı M.K. We can't, let's keep on with us. No, that's not the voice. No, that's not the voice.

So you were behind this murder too, Professor. Of course. Perhaps you would like to know why I had to kill Lord Canterbury. Yes, indeed, that would be very interesting. Good. I found it necessary to start a feud between the two great political parties. Because they're in danger of forming a coalition, to pass certain housing reforms that would have proved very expensive to

Well, what better way to break up an incipient collaboration than by killing one leader, having the other hang for his murder? Very ingenious, David. I figured you should have chosen such a clumsy tool as God. Clumsy? Perhaps. But who Cut them down, Mr. Holt. It was just my ill luck that you should be on the premises when they accident occurred. Thank you for the compliment. Not at all.

However, it's a mistake which I'm sure Gus will be able to rectify. Gus, how? Very simple. I have sent him to put more coals on the fire. Any moment now there should be more steam. Yes, gentlemen, much more steam. I'm afraid that when you finish with a steam bath, you will never need enough. No, you will be foiled alive.

He's right there. There comes the steam pouring out of the opening over our head. If only if we could reach that opening, we could stuff some of these towels into the pipeline and cut off the flow. Wait. I have it. One of the long benches. I'll stand on the and I have to balance it while I turn on the top. and it needs to cover up the moving and prevention. Very well. Oh. There you go. My answer. This has gone far enough. We can't stand it for this.

heat it it's becoming unbearable. Just mortal son. Is it getting hot enough in there, gentlemen boiled? I'm sure it is. Boiled nice and pink, boiled in steam, live steam. Good By Mr Sherlock Holmes. Now, now, what happened? You can't stand up there all night, Holmes. I won't have to. It turns us to Rebecca.

That's dangerous. Buildings will be known to collapse because of bursting boilers. Nevertheless, it's our one chance. Before my arm is snapped into the box. Suppose your arm isn't as strong as the boilerplate? Pressure, my dear Watson. Measured per square foot of air surface. Quite a bit of surface to a boiler. The opening of this pipe is very small. اشتركوا في القناة

And you came through the explosion all right, Dr. Watson? Well, I had an ast crack where Holmes and the bridge fell on me and Holmes had the wind knocked out of him, but we were we were in fairly good shape by the time the fire brigade pulled us out from the wreckage. Voy already wasn't by any chance uh trapped or killed or something. Unfortunately no. But they found Gus, however.

Quite dead. I suppose the exploding boiler did for him. No, there was a bullet wound in the back of his head. I rather imagine that Moriarty wanted to make sure that he would never appear in court.

Doctor, go through what you went through in that Turkish bath episode, I think I'd never want to work on another case with Holmes again. Oh, come now, Mr. Gamble. I uh certainly did feel like that for a couple of hours. By the time we got back to Baker Street and sat down to one of Mrs. Hudson's good meals, well, I was ready for anything that Holmes had in mind. You know, there's nothing like a good dinner but to feel a new man, you know?

You have been listening to An Adventure in Crime with Basil Rathbone as Sherlock Holmes and Nigel Bruce as Dr. Watson.

The town was full of devies of fresh young beauties brought up from the country to be presented at court. The papers were full of accounts of dinner, quarries, garden parties and all the rest, and what now seems like a forgotten life. Naturally, all this meant very little to home. Consequently, I was more than a bit surprised on returning one afternoon to our Baker Street lodgings to find him deep in a veritable snow dip of illustrated society magazines and papers.

Субтитры создавал DimaTorzok Yes. Mrs. Harold Perhaps he's opened the door to it. And shoot he's up in the front step making his kit. His lordship must have got a very expensive tailor. Every detail. From his black satin cravats to his straightened other shoes is perfect.

Well, it's the only of that to respond as my only father of a married man. The married man is too busy putting his wife still. Oh, but it's worth it, my dear fellow. It's worth it, the pleasure of seeing the lady of one's choice and taking you upon it. Or an agitating chip in the way. Uh rhapsody, my dear Watson. I visited just out last door. Well, I mean.

Ah, Lord Damery, I presume. And this must be the celebrated Mr. Sherlock Holmes. I'd be delighted to make your acquaintance. Won't you sit down, sir? Watson dumped that encyclopedia off the other arm chair. I was hoping to find Dr. Watson. Pleasure, I assure you. Well, the pleasure is mine, sir. Yes, I'm truly delighted to find Dr. Watson present. His collaboration may be very necessary, Mr. Holmes.

We are dealing on this occasion as one of the most ruthless individuals in all England, along with my baptism, my sister, the lady Alessia, the widow of the late Earl of Dublin. Yes, she has the will and the whim of her. Anyone who crosses her in any way is in great things. I mean, she'd go as far as to poison the law. Oh, I see that. Ladies in high society, my dear Dr. Watson, it's more subtle than...

None of the deadly ways of dealing with her episode. And for whom is that? The Lady Elysia stopped me at night this time. Well, I suspect it's Miss Kitty Kisson. Kitty Kisson? You mean the delightful Kitty Kisson, the star of the... And how did Lady Elysia's past happen to cross the charming kitty? A two-night dance of a nephew, Percy, who also happened to be Elysia's only son. He's become infatuated with this kitty. He died for the marion.

Quite uh well, quite naturally the mother of dirt. No, that's the most startling aspect of the whole affair. As soon as I heard of the engagement, I rushed round, expecting to find Melcio in the midst of hysterics, or at least having taken to a bed surrounded with smelling sores. And such is not the case. No, on the contrary. She was sitting at her desk in the morning room making out her list for a reception and music all to be given tomorrow afternoon to honor.

Lord and Lady Coverdale, the Duke of Rossington, Lady Windermere Well, I must say. Why not? After all, what this family needs is new blood. It's only just that his father was a butcher and her mother's army. Yes, I'm sure Percy should be very, very happy with her dear little bit. It's time to make a big impression on our friends. Yes sir, I don't like someone to say that.

Dear Eustacia, she's a laughingstock of me, fair. I warn you, Alicia, to be kristin is no lady Eustacia. Of course not, darling. She's no lady at all. That's what makes me so anxious to have our friends eat her. Like a rather ominous situation. By the way, do I gather that you have the pleasure of Miss Christmas acquaintance? Uh well that is Yes, in a way we we've partaken of a bottle and the bird several times, don't you know, after the theatre. It is really a dear little

In spite of her reputation. Reputation? Well, surely you've heard of her confounded pearls. I'm afraid I'm rather ignorant of the chip-chat of our metropolis. But everyone knows that she was given her dashed pearls by a certain Balkan king who spends most of his time in Paris. He wears them constantly. Yes, I suppose you might call it that.

Well, have passed about as if you were proud of it, not eating a picture. Oh, blast those clothes. I respect whatever my system has on her three concerns. Oh, well, for one... She insists I hire a private detective to keep an eye on them. Says she doesn't want to run the risk of having them stolen in her house. Very solicitors of her. Watson?

Well it solved the whole situation by suggesting to Miss Kitty that she leave her jewels at home. Like five, and uh Well, there are times when Kitty Kissing can be as difficult as my sister. You absolutely refuse. She says she would as soon appear in public without no petticoats as without her clothes. I've warned her that my sister Lysia means business.

But she says no drawn darm is going to get the better of her. Oh, an interesting situation, eh, Watson. One of society leads on her specific conflict with the one of the theaters most popular. Well, I've been trying to bet on Miss Chiddy. You don't know my sister Alyssia. What makes you so positive that your sister is so opposed to the mask between your nephew and Miss Tiddy? Because in the first place, Percy can't afford to marry an ex.

He has no money. He's quite been capable of earning a living. My sister had a match actually arranged between him and Lord Beaverbottom's oldest daughter. And in the second place, pretty much they put 10 years old in the bar. Well, she doesn't look like him. No, she's an actress. I'm sure too long. You don't prove it from that, but that you would hate to see her first step to front over on this pretty system. That's the situation. I I beg of you, Mr. Holmes. Come and keep an eye on things.

ostensibly you'll be there to guard these silly toes, but in reality I want you to well, prevent any unpleasantness that might calm Miss Kissham's professional popularity. After all, she's a bad fine actress, you'll and an equally delightful supper partner, eh?

I warn you, my dear, I'll have anything. Uh awkward, Pat Mr. Kitty. Uh Miss Kisson, that this party of yours, I shall cut Percy out of my will. He won't get a penny from me. And then where would you be? My dear James, calm your Percy. Anyone might think that it was you who'd become engaged to Miss Kitten instead of Perfect.

Besides, if Percy has to wait till you pop off, my dear, before he inherits the family wealth, I'll be dead and gone. You're too disgustingly young and healthy. It's no good trying to buffer me up, Alicia. And I wish to remind you that it's not the family wealth Percy will inherit. My money, my own. I made it myself, but I shall leave it to whom I plead. Of course you will, James. But we dame is a payment for sticking together, aren't you suit?

Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Walker. Oh, uh, these are the gentlemen I've asked to guard Miss Kissham's pearl. And I warn you, Elistia, Sherlock Holmes has the best brain in England, so no monkey tricks. Don't be vulgar, James, my pet. James, my darling, haven't you forgotten something? Mm-hmm. Oh, yes, Alessia, my dear. May I introduce Mr. Sherlock Holmes and his friend and colleague, Dr. Watson? How do you feel, madam? This is really delightful. I would just need Lord Damory, Mr. Holmes.

I had no idea a member of the police force would have still perfectly satiated. We are not members of the official police. We are merely amateurs of the not-so-gen-to-art detective. How charming. How simply charming. Oh, here's my guest of honor now. ご視聴ありがとうございました

It seems that quite a few of my male guests have already had the privilege of meeting her. Yes, you see, um, they don't know what's actually talking about what we've done after the public radio. Yes, I see she's wearing her pearl. It certainly are negligible. Almost the finest line, I should say. You don't suppose she insists on wearing them so consistently because her neck is too skinny. No one could ever suspect you of that. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

Come along, Mr Holmes. You too, Doctor Uh Wilson. Uh Watson. Oh of course, to be sure. After all, if you're to stand goud over Miss Kissham's pearls, it's high time you made her acquaintance. Are you sure you wouldn't bother be kept an eye on yours? I imagine they must be quite as valuable. Yes, but Hammery pearls are handsome. It's a good thing James was never married, or his wife would be wearing them.

But I fancy they're in no danger. I'm not in the habit of having them stolen, which is more than to be said of actresses nowadays, judging by what I read in the papers. But come, I do get it with Mr. Hostet. Not that my guests don't feel any need of it. Oh, how are you, Lady Coverdale? See what I mean, Mr. Come? Yes. Well, Lady and Mr. Let me dagger up easy, please. Yes, and one in each garter as well. Come along and meet Pitty. She's sharp. I understand two days have been nothing but no.

Oh, man, you are my dear kitty. You're younger every day. Well that's just because I'm happy. You must try it sometime. I want you to meet two friends that Lord D. Marie has invited.

Uh, may I introduce my friends, Mr. Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watts? Oh no, this is wonderful. I've read all of Dr. Watson's famous accounts of your wonderful adventures. Oh, thank you so much. Your sensationalism, my dear Miss Kissinger. Oh, I don't believe it for a moment. Such wonderful, dramatic material. Have you ever thought of writing them into a play, Dr. Millie? Well, that's already been done most successfully by the great American actor, Mr. William Gillette.

There's the leading around himself. And as Tom, I'll set him a good job. I can no doubt that I could myself. Oh, I'll never believe that, hon. Yes. Have you ever thought of playing the board, Mr. Harris? Well, shall we say vote is about? You would make a very exciting performance. No, no, no.

I'd never be able to follow him onto the stage. What, my dear? Never do. We can't allow these two people to monopolize you, kicking my feet. You must meet some of our other friends. All in good time, Percy. Trust give your fiancee a chance. Kitty, my dear, you must have a glass of champagne to brace you for the ordeal of meeting all these people. Percy, tell Saddleford to bring that clay over here. Oh, uh very well, dear.

I'm sure Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson could do with the spot. There's a bar in the ante room here if you just set in for a moment. Well, James, my dear, aren't you forgetting what these gentlemen are here for? We can't be tippy unprotected. Ah, here's paddle first. Oh, how clumsy of me. Get a car, I'll run, Percy. James, change your handkerchief. Oh, I don't need to get them beautiful, please. Oh, yes, I'll look after the glasses. Get them dressed up.

You're not you're not hurt, are you, Siddy? Cray went right past your shoulders. Oh no, I am quite all right. Oh, but your sleeve, your beautiful sleeve. It's so Oh, it doesn't matter, Ray. Here's the towel, my dear. Just let me cut it dry. What is it? They're pearls. They're missing.

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Of course, of course. They must be followed. We must search everybody. No, please. Oh, this is awful. It's so embarrassing to everyone. Listia, have you gone out of your mind? And your sister's quite right, Lord Amory. We must search everybody. The only way to recover the pearls and you and John Levy and the Lady Alessia will be dispersed. Yes, I know it is, but you can have it. Thanks, Dr. Jeff. If you don't, except for an example, so shall we return to the empty room lady at the time?

Well, here we are, Mr. Holmes. My sister, my nephew, and myself. Which would you like to serve? I suppose we allow Miss Chippers to choose. After all, it's just she who loves to serve. Oh, well, and Mr. Hams, I oh, that is I feel this is all so unnecessary. The pearls came loose in the excitement over the upset pearls. It left their covery rolled under a chair or rug somewhere. If we wait until the guests have gone, I'm sure we'll find them. Certainly not, my dear. Those pearls were stolen.

There wasn't a chair or rug anywhere near her. Nothing but bare parquet floor. And a lot of people. Yes, he's right about that, huh? Of course I'm right. There's a thief in my house, and I insist at the fact that he or she is probably a guest of mine giving no protection.

After all, that necklace was given you by a certain royal personage. Practically and historical, really. Yes, I know, but really, I'd much rather not have any proper commotion. Nonsense, my dear. We must find the culprit. Everyone must be searched. Bravo, lady Elycia. Thank you. Thank you, Mr. Holmes. And now that enough time has elapsed so that they will think that we've been thoroughly searched, suppose we call in the rest of the guests, one of the

You gentlemen will trust the men, and then Kitty and I will trust the ladies. Uh, behind that screen. Oh, screens, I'd be much happier if you wouldn't. Now, let's get on with it. Right, but I still insist that...

Oh, very well if you insist on being of particular perform. I suppose Percy and Lord Damory may as well turn out their pocket. No, Lady Elizabeth, we should begin with you. Me? Oh, I'd I'd much rather not. Very well. If you want, Kitty, I will. James, don't you dare. James, get your hands off my neck. That is an outrage. I'm sorry, but I can't let this pass go on. Daddy, it's not worth That is I well you see those pearls on braille. My dear.

You mean the king gave you imitation, Julie? That whole story was made up by my publicity agent. He well, he thought it would be good. I rather suspect you knew the pairs were invitation the first time you saw them. That's why you plan to show me up. But all all these stories about you, isn't it, King? Oh, I'm so sorry to disappoint you, Cancy, but I'm really quite a respectable person. I've never met it, King. Well, I I must tell you this is a blow.

Uh uh surprised, I mean. Uh oh, I shall be terribly bragged by my child, you know. Jim all about a envious of me. Well, after all, no one knows. We don't have to publicize this thing to the world. Oh, but I must tell my guests, James, dear. After all, I owe them some explanation if I let the whole matter drop after making such an issue of things. I'm sure that everyone would be interested to know, but not only our system tells of me.

But Miss Kissam is somewhat of an imposter herself. But how could you know that girls are false, mother dear? After all that ladies don't wear imitation shoes. And actresses don't wear trinkets given them by men who don't consider them lady. Here is your engagement. Uh let me well I didn't really Oh this is

Well, Alessia, now that you've accomplished the results of which the party was undoubtedly given, I suppose you'll let me send the guest. Oh, not before I've had a chance to explain. You'll do nothing of a kind. Продолжение следует... I'd well I'd just as soon maybe That story of the royal pearls was beginning to make me feel just a bit foolish. Oh, I'll admit it was helpful when I was just a struggling small top player, but now, well.

I flatter myself that my hold on the ladder of success is family. I see. Look here. That's my benefit. Don't you know. You can just tell him I'll stop. I'll handle it from now on. You stay here, Alicia. I'm going to explain the situation to our guest. Oh, James! Alicia, shut up!

I'm afraid, Mr. Holmes, there's a freak of vulgarity in my brother. I'm sure I don't know where it comes from. Probably from the same place he gets his honesty and sense of fair play. Dear me. Don't tell me you're going to be cross with me, too. By the way, whatever makes you think that I might have secreted Mr. Chrissy's pearls in my body? My dear Lady Alysia, when something of value disappears during unmanufactured promotion, the first one suspected would be the person who killed them.

Do you, er, you've thought that I have secretary on purpose? Oh, quite. Thank you. Let us, er, join the other survey. I think it's a lot in rest. Now, for time to make the explanation, let's get on. مجھے مجھے مجھے مجھے Look, here's one. Well, that makes nine to nine. Now here's two more. A hundred and a hundred and one. I found five more. All in it's a bunny. Oh, the

More fun than hunting for Easter. Well, that makes a hundred and six. James, what on earth are you doing? Hunting for pearls seems I was right in the first place. And if Chippen's pearls weren't stolen, the string must have broken and threw them all over the place. Any more? We've looked everywhere. I'm sure there isn't an inch we haven't searched. Then here you are, my dear Kitty. Allow me to return your pearls. Oh, thank you. But I don't understand. Uh, tell me, uh, Miss Gibson. Yes?

How many souls were there on your trick? A hundred and five. But how, Mr. Lord Damus, you counted them. He mentioned a hundred and six. There's one more pearl now and there was one ever stolen. Incredible. It's absolutely impossible. No, no, no. It's not incredible. It's not even impossible. It's, uh, clearly unlikely.

Uh, what do you deduce from the presence of this added fruit of the humble oyster, Lady Elycia? Perhaps you can explain uh why there are now one hundred and six pearls in Mr. Nicholas. Did you say one hundred and six? Субтитры создавал DimaTorzok

What the hell is my necklace? It's gone! What pearls are those? Still hidden in your body? But those are Miss Kisson's indication. James must have taken mine off my neck when he was threatening to search me. And now he's pulled this trick to get even with me. The string that broke on my pearl. She has no right to them. They are the Damery Purse. My dear Lady Elysia, there is one person who has a better right to them than yourself. That person, of course, would be Lord Damery's wife.

Yes. Judging by the looking Lord David's eyes, Watson, wouldn't you say they, um, they've been handed over to the proper party? No, sir, yes. Elementary, my dear Holmes. Elementary.

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