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Petri wine brings you... Basil Raspon and Nigel Brooks and the new adventures of Sherlock Holmes. The Petri family, the family that took time to bring you good wine, invite you to listen to Dr. Watson tell us another exciting adventure he shared with his old friend that master detective Sherlock Holmes. And right now I'd like to just briefly mention an idea you ought to find tomorrow night, just before you sit down to dinner. Just for yourself a glass of that good Petri California share. Petri's chef is the perfect before dinner wine. It's cheerful, glowing amber color looks festive and it sort of lends an air of importance to the occasion. And as for the wine itself, just taste it. At Petri's share it's not just ordinary wine, no sir. One sip and you know that wonderful sunrhyp and grapes went into its mate. Yes and you know that Petri's share was carefully watched over every step of the way.

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But an April fool's day prank, set miss called a bull's eye. I see you have the dispatch box out again, doctor, and refreshing your memory. Here's a head to the hospital. I tell him when I tell you the adventure took place in 1881, I think you would agree that after such a long time, I'm then can hardly rely on memory alone. 1881. Dr. Watson, I said, better must have been one of the really early ones. Yes, it was indeed. In fact, the exact took place only a little while after Sherlock Holmes and I had first met and had taken up lodging together. How was the great detective in those early times? Found Mr. Tameen, for my tell. Give you an example, my boy. I've shared the paper street teachings within for over a month before I was even certain of his profession, the knowledge of which I learnt to my awe and astonishment, when our first adventure together took place. That was the one you called a study in sky, wasn't it? I told him, maybe you've got a study. I've been even asked of that adventure. I found myself wondering at times what I had that was of info,

sharing lodging with a sustained companion. There's been one of those moods of doubt and confusion at my story beginning. The late one March evening, I found myself in the neighborhood of Picket in his circus. Cold and a stitty drizzle of rain had dampened my spirits. I took the glass of wine and the sound of music, put me in a better mood, and in terms of the bottle, I entered the criterion restaurant. As I sat with a glass of rare vintage pork at my elbow, the orchestra playing a dreamy, star-swells in the background, I couldn't help thinking of the last time that I had been there. It was a nighttime actor, a young medical student, by the name of Stamford. He was the man who first introduced me to Sherlock Holmes. Suddenly, I felt a cap on my shoulder. I turned to my amazement once again, young Stamford was standing before me. What's in there? Or should I say, Dr. Watson, how are you, my dear chair? Hello, Stamford, come and sit down. Thanks. I'm glad to see that you're not holding any grudge against me. Why not should I do that?

For introducing you to Sherlock Holmes, I've reproached myself ever since. I think he's as mad as a half- I'm a tall, he may be. St. Rick can fact-cali- Mr. D is eccentric, but he's an extraordinary interesting fellow. He'll make a fake joke for himself, and the private detective, one of these days, as you'll see if I'm not right, Stamford. I saw something about him in the paper the other day. St. Rick's actually the lowest in gardens of fair. Of theirs, yes, it was. He's a brilliant man, Stamford. Quite brilliant. So I must have taken some sort of time, with, like a theme as a rule, a case of action sets in the days of the time, lie on our sofa, a single word on moving a muscle from morning to night. It's a pressing, I must say. I think he takes himself to Syria. Yes, that's your right. How would you like to join in a little plot? A plotter against Holmes? Yes, yes, just a rag, you know. We thought it'd be rather fun. We, first of all, we were just talking about it. I'll call him over. That's it. Oh, that's not fair. I've seen him before, Stamford, am I? I'm sure you might have done. He's been around a bit faster than any time you go into British Museum. You'll find him there. Nice fellow, but dull. Specifically dull. Yes, Stamford. Oh, this is a friend of mine, John Watson.

This is James Murphy. How do I become, see you at the hospital? And I know I've seen you, Dr. Watson. Oh, Cetanon, come and join us on a tour. Oh, thank you very much. I was just telling Watson about our little plot. Oh, you mean about Sherlock Holmes? No, no, look here. I'd like you to follow us to realise that Holmes is a very good friend of mine. Oh, don't worry, Watson. This is all in good fun. Don't you realise what date is tomorrow? First of April, is it? Yes, April Fools Day. Oh, and I see you're going to play an April Fools Day joke on home. Yes, that's our plan. Well, it's hardly our plan, Stamford. It's very lady Ann Partington's idea. You see, Holmes is very rude to her when she visited the hospital recently, and she wants to take him down a peg of two. Sounds interesting enough, but I must say he's inclined to be rather arrogant at times. Well, what's the plan? Well, we'll need your help, Watson. You must be careful not to get the joke away. I'll bet you a fiver that Holmes falls for the whole story. Oh, black and sinker. Now, here's exactly what we're planning to do. Lady Ann is going to call on Holmes at the service fee in the morning. I'm not going to settle this as cold as you may have.

Not professional capacity? Sure, and I did, man. You didn't think this was a social call. You're not too rude to me at the hospital the other day for that. That was the point I was trying to make. This is not my joke. Here's a take this too, aren't you Lady Ann? I saw that most comfortable chair in the room. Thank you, Dr. Watson. And now, what can I do to help you? You've heard of the Elton Stone Inn. Oh, yes, yes, indeed. An magnificent stone, a very considerable value. An heirloom in your family, I believe. Yes, Mr. Holmes. I keep it in a wall safe in my bedroom. This morning, when I had occasion to go to the safe, I discovered that the emerald had been stolen. The stolen? It's cut. Shopping business. Of course you want Mr. Holmes to recover it for you. At a non-commoded auction, I did. Lady Ann, have any work in the safe? Did you observe any signs of it having been tempted with? I think it's rather stupid to sit and answer questions here in Baker Street. Why don't you come up to my house in Cavendish Square and examine the safe for yourself? You are a detective, aren't you? Lady Ann, just now you'll queues me of goodness. I assure you that mine at least was unintentional.

Come, come, come, come, come home, the job is just such a... I can promise you a substantial theme into Holmes. My husband's a practitioner and a new professional. My poverty, but not my will, comes in. I pay the poverty and not my will. You see, I can quote my Shakespeare too, Mr. Holmes. My carriage is waiting, gentlemen. Let's drive over to Cavendish Square with one, shall we? This is the wall's safeness to Holmes. Not difficult, it's safe to crack for an expert. You faced the emerald in it last night, you say? Yes, when I was too bad. And this morning it had gone. Well, surely Holmes is a good occasion to use that magnifying glass to fill all the fit of that room. Listen to the occasion, my dear doctor. That's why I brought it with me. Is it interesting? What is it? This safe was opened by an expert. It's fine if it's having been forced. Hello. How did it have to start? There's a peculiar tarnish on the steel knob.

It was obviously handled by someone whose fingers are habitually stained with chemicals. Amazing home. Image, my dear doctor. Where does that dolly do? Good one. I would like to examine it if I may. But of course. Thank you, lady Anne. To what? This is the most beautiful April falls April and I never say. It must be. Murphy was right. He has fallen for it. Look, fly and sinker. This is the same. I'm beginning to feel guilty. I can't help feeling a bit disloyal. It's all in fun. I'll stamp it in Mr. Murphy listening. Yes, the next door in my drawing room. I'm sure there are ears are positively glued to the keyhole. Well, I do hope homes won't be angry in there. Here it comes. Nothing of any interest in there. The windows haven't been tampered with. We may presume that the thief did not enter by an upstairs window. A lady Anne. Yes, Mr. Murphy. There's one who's not being touched since you discovered your loss. Oh no. I told the servants to leave it exactly as it was while I came to fetch you. Bend it. He's file copied. Could you get it? The thief was a tall man for the long story.

Come, come, come, come, homes. I know your methods. But there aren't any footprints on this carpet that you can identify, even with your magnifying glass. I've studied it many times and I've never seen one yet that's committed by applying feature. As long as the criminal remains when he's two legs, there must be some fighting displacement to be detected by a keen observer. I assure you that the marks on this carpet indicate that the thief was a tall man for the long story. This is a tobacco-esque. A touch-backer. A touch-backer that sells it open to none. Now, really, Mr. Holmes, how could you possibly identify an individual tobacco? Oh, it's obvious mine. In fact, I've even written a monograph on the subject. Now, one more look at the face. It's so... Hello? What's this thought of just yet? What? It was it. It's a face of Robin. And, Lady Anne, I suggest you get in touch with Scott and Jouder once. You mean if you've solved it home?

I mean, my dear Dr. Teve, I can give you a reasonably complete picture of the thief and that picture is so individual that I'd be surprised if it would fit more than one man in London. This is pure magic, Mr. Holmes. Please describe him to me. Well, he's a tall man. The width of his stride indicates that and he's thin. What enables you to tell that home? This footprints have made a remarkable light indentation on the mouth of the carpet. These devils extensively in chemicals have indicated by the tonishing of the knob on the safe and the places of Rosin would suggest that he plays the violin also. He smokesag tobacco, has a great practical knowledge of the ways of combination locks and he's obviously in close contact with the criminal tosses. How do you know that? Well, he wouldn't see the famous stone as you had to dispose of it through some trustworthy fenders. It's a very comprehensive picture, Holmes. I almost feel as if I use a cap. Thank you, Dr. Teve. I'm sure there's only one man in London and it shouldn't be hard to praise him. I agree, and I'll even sit here. Just a word, and I think the joke has gone far enough.

The joke? What do you mean? It just feels quite right home. It's saying there's only one such man in London. You've just given a perfect description of yourself. So thank you for all the food. Dr. Stanford, Mr. Murphy, can you come in now? It's for full, huh? It's for full. It's for full. Come along here, into the growing room, everyone. The living streets and glass of wine to Mr. Holmes, who were so graciously forgiven as the little trick we played on him. And also to Dr. Stanford, part of the whole idea. No hard feelings, Holmes? No, Dr. It was a rather embarrassing experience. Murphy told me about the pan I couldn't resist joining him. Oh, here you are, Holmes. Here's a drink. Thank you, Stanford. You know, Murphy, don't you? No, I don't think we've met. How'd you do, sir? How'd you do, Holmes? How did you like the little game we played on you? It was rather a salutary experience. I suppose you gave them all the details to build up the picture of me.

Hey, Dr. Murphy, I did Holmes and knowing some of your methods, you tried to punch every clue that you'd pick up. Very neat job, too, an incidentally. Well, that's an example of the dangers of deductions based on purely circumstantial evidence. I saw profit from this little lesson. I must say it was worth a fortune in emeralds to see your facehomes when you realized you'd done. Well, a joke, sir, but now, by the way, where is Lydia? I believe she said she was going to fetch the often-stone emerald. She thought you might be interested in seeing it. She probably feels the subject itself, my wounded back to her. Oh, here she comes now. It's a home. It's a home. It's got what's wrong? What's happened, Lydia? The emerald. It's not where I hid it. This time it's rarely stolen. Dr. Watson's story will continue in just a few seconds, so I've just time to remind you that there are many, many different types of wine. But if you want one wine that's fine for almost any occasion, then you want Petri, California's Sherry.

Petri's Sherry is fine before dinner, of course. But Petri's Sherry is good after dinner, too. And it's the perfect wine for cocktail time or any time friends drop in. Everybody will love the real heart of the great flavor. You get an every sip of Petri's Sherry. And you can serve Petri's Sherry proudly. Because those letters P-E-T-R-I spell the proudest name in the history of American wine. Petri wine. Dr. Watson, you're April Fulhey plot kind of backfired on you, didn't it? It was a perfect example of the vice-vict. What happened next? I suppose Sherlock Holmes went into action once again. It was about telling it's dead in my heart to see the change in the world. I confess I'd put all the shame of my part in the prank. I could see that Holmes' pride had been hurt. But now, the definite crime before him, the difference was amazing.

He suddenly became a dynamo, galvanized into action as he stood there, firing questions. The other members of the... Lady Anne, who beside yourself, you were this... Fresh hiding place. Those lefty and eye-dits, yes. After we left our deliberate clues on the safe, we went with Lady Anne and saw her as a creeply arm-roadingly... Top-drow of her dress and table. We thought it would be all right there. After all, as soon as the joke was over, I was going to put it back in the safe. I think I might just plan before we question the servants. Would be for each one of you who were in this April, whose they pranked to submit to being searched. Holmes, surely you don't suggest that anyone of us took the emerald. No, Stappin, I don't. But if any one of you fall, I'm not your day. This will be a splendid way of proving your innocence. I said, stay at home. Don't you not suggest that Lady Anne stole her own emerald oil? Are you, Mr. Holmes? I'm suggesting nothing, but I may point out that the recent vogue for the insurance companies... has provided another interesting motive for these so-called... I resent your infinuation. It's not right. Lady Anne, if I'm to recover your emerald, I must at least consider every possibility.

The search is the most immediate fact-collection. Perhaps you'll retire into the next room when I persuade these gentlemen to submit to being searched. Very well, but I think you're in danger of making a fool of yourself once again. No, wait. Don't go, Lady Anne. Search one bit necessary. What do you mean, Mervy? I must throw myself on your mercy, Lady Anne. I confess that I stole the emerald. Merci. Now if you put him in the draw, Lady Anne, I slipped back into the room and took it out. Mervy, that's a criminal action. I know it, but I'm poor. I need money desperately to my mathematical research. I knew the emerald was priceless, and I couldn't resist the temptation to take advantage of a joke. Yeah, Lady Anne, here's the stone. Please don't prosecute me. Please don't. It'll be my ruin. May I examine the emerald, Lady Anne? Thank you. Well, Mr. Mervy, I won't pretend that I'm not deeply shocked. I'm not asking you to leave my house. But you've been prosecuted, Mervy, will you? He was a moment's temptation. No, no, I won't prosecute you. Home? What are you doing with the emerald? Well, I'm something of the dis... The use I came on this case for it prepared to test the emerald when I found it.

Now a drop of this acid from this bile, so... Mr. Holmes, what are you doing? You're into the st... No, it's a true emerald. Uh-huh, what about it? Good lord, the acid is into the stotus, if it was sugar. Then that means... It means, Lady Anne, that Mr. Mervy has just impelled his honor and his freedom to steal a singularly beautiful fake. Mr. Holmes, this joke has turned into a nightmare. Is there no way of recovering my emerald? I hope so, Lady Anne. I've been to hearing steps in their logical order. The servants of all been questioned. We've searched Mr. Stampple and Mr. Mervy. Yes, most humiliating experience made me feel like a criminal. For personally, I was only too thankful to submit to a search this time. I knew I had nothing to worry about. You were yourself, Lady Anne. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I've searched this time. I knew I had nothing to worry about. You were yourself, Lady Anne. You've considered to be searched by the police. Make room at home, St. Paul. Only because he threatened to settle the police if I didn't.

First, it's painful though it was. I'd rather a new arbath than have this story on the front pages of the newspapers. And in spite of all these rather unfriendly proceedings, we've got exactly nowhere as regards finding the emerald. No, Stampple, but we have at least an imminent impossibility and the fatigue is secreting the jewel on his person. Still somewhere in these two rooms, their homes? I think so, though there is one remaining possibility. And that is that the fake stone was substituted for the real emerald sometime before all of you engineered your April fools their joke. Oh, no, Mr. Herp, that's not possible. I know it was the genuine emerald I took out of the safe this morning. How can you be sure? The substitute was an excellent imitation that a clinical test such as I performed, it would be hard to be certain. I can tell you why I'm certain. Last night, the fall came to dinner. I brought a Mr. Vandalider of Amsterdam. He examined the stones. And you'll agree that a jewel expert like that couldn't be fooled. That's too late, Ian. And what did you do with the emerald after Mr. Vandalider left?

I locked it in my safe and went to bed. I didn't unlock the safe again until Dr. Stampple and Mr. Murphy came here this morning. No, it's not until then. The real emerald is still hidden somewhere in these two rooms. But where? That's the question. I must say it's completely mystifying. So let's go back to what we were all doing at the exact moment you came into the room, Lady Anne, and informed us of the philosophy of stone. Now we were... We were drinking toast to you, Anne. It's it. Lady Anne. Hard thinking is... well, it's thirsty work. I'm so sorry, let me get you something. A glass of port. No, no, thank you, but I observed that you have a remarkably comprehensive saltment of the cures. I wonder if I might have a glass of cream tomorrow. Oh, of course. I'll get it for you. Cream the bones in the middle of the day home. I knew you were eccentric, but it's repeating. It's awful. It... it cleanses, I picked it up. I thought it might be, Lady Anne. There's something inside. Allow me, madam. Thank you. I'm sure you won't mind if I wish to slicker on the answer, Dr. Stampple.

So... Lady Anne. Allow me to restore to you the Elphanson emerald. Great, Scott. A fantastic ingenious. The one safe hiding place in the room. Where could a green gem be more effectively hidden than in a bottle of green the cures? Who stole it? Who substituted the fake stuff? Frankly, I don't care. The gem is restored. That's all it matters. I prefer not to go to court. Neither you nor I, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, would show up in the best of light. And my father would disapprove of this whole affair on a friend. Just as you wish, Lady Anne. In either case, I shall expect your check for my services in due course. Oh, here we are to court here and again, Stampple.

Would you come in and join us for lunch? Thanks, Watson, but I'll keep the cabin going. I actually have patientism afternoon. A rare and delightful experience for young doctors, you probably know. As rare and delightful as a scientist for a young detective, I quite understand, and I'm quite responding to grateful to you, Pierre. You're profitable, too. I'm glad it was profitable for you. Personally, I feel pretty stupid about the whole thing. Well, bye. Goodbye, well, well, well. Goodbye. Goodbye, little night on the square, Debbie. You're remarkably quiet, Mr. Holmes. Well, I'm afraid my conscience won't make you much talking, Doctor. I'm hardly ashamed of myself. Well, thanks for the lift up. I'll leave you to translate. Oh, no, it's in Johnson's, you'll join us for lunch, Murphy. But no, but about it, I insist. Come on. What happened? You're up there, nice of you. Oh, come, come, come, Murphy. Any one of us can make a foolish mistake. It's just lucky that you didn't have the baby on. Let's see, Alicia said, David. Yes, to three, please. This way, Miss you.

Does this, David, please? Thanks, then, thank you. I'd geodown as hungry as a hunter. How about you, Mother? No, I'm afraid I have very little appetite. This whole case is upset me, dreadfully. You mustn't take it so much to heart, Matthew. By the way, Doctor, I'd like to have your opinion on the case. Who do you think staged the fifth of the end goal today? Perfectly obvious to me, and Adrianne, partying into the dessert to collect insurance money. If she hadn't, he'd have insisted on your finding the thief. But you, needing one old chap, you get your fee all right, I'm sure of it. Oh, I'm not worrying about the fee. But I assure you, Lady, and did not engineer that fraud today. You mean that was stepper? I'm telling who was responsible, my dear, Mother. But how should I know? Oh, come, Mother. Let's not think any longer. You did an excellent job, a sufficient job. I was almost sorry. It's pointed for you. I don't think I understand you, Mother. I said, do, Mother. You're a splendid actor too. I was so deeply touched when you were a relative still on a fake jewel, and... All the time you knew that the little one was safely hidden in the bottle of cream to month.

You've extracted that... Your laser. Ha, ha, juice can go. Holmes, you might tell me what's going on here. I'm completely absolutely in the dark. Early it's obvious, my dear doctor. The imitation emerald was a brilliant copy. What makes you so sure of that, my dear? Because this April Fool's Day, was only conceived yesterday. Oh, that is what you wish to have to believe. Such a superb paste gem could not have been made at such sharp notice. Therefore, it must have been prepared by someone who knew about the hoax. The fraud it was arranged. Now, my dear doctor, when Stanford told you about the plan last night, whose idea did he say it was? The two of us was Lady Ann, Farlington's pleasure. Precisely, and yet Lady Ann referred today as Stanford's idea. Obviously, you, my dear Murphy, presented the plan to each as the notion of the other, and so only you could have arranged the real theft behind the hoax. I repeat, a splendid job, thank you. It should be Mr. Holmes. May I also compliment you on your cleverness in frustrating my plot? Look here, what is all this? One of you is a criminal, the others are objective.

If you're throwing each other complains as if you were in the same profession. The dividing line between the criminal and the criminal investigator is... Then you might have met your my dear doctor. How very true my dear Holmes. Would you consider coming over to my side of the line? Together we'd make an unbeatable team. Oh, are you flat-name? Nevertheless, I must decline your offer, Mr. Murphy. Oh, pity. On your side of the line, you'll never be a rich man. By the way, if your edification, my name is Murphy. Those Stanford insists on thinking it is. Then what is your name, you... Comrade! Your friend says the word scoundrel is so much better than you, doctor. My name? My name is Murphy. Indeed, I spelled M-U-R-G-R-Y. No. The M-E-I have so much trouble with my name. People will either misspell it or miss pronounce it. I'm afraid I'll have to begin calling it the way. M-O-R-I-A-R-T-Y. Mariati. Mariati. I sort of remember that name.

I have a feeling we should meet again. I trust that we shall. You won the first round, Sherlock Holmes. I admit that. But I believe that a return match is indicated. As you look forward to it, Mariati. Now, doctor, I can't stand your bill for pleasure. It's not good. It's all a luck, shall we? Thank you, heaven. I was drinking that juice down with ease. Terrible wine. Which is why there's too much wine. Thank you, Kid, Please expressüst mackerel from Inside Society. I just got a bit arrested, so I gave it a try. Maybe it's me, but I'm afraid either way. precious sample and a piece of green glass. But when it comes to rubies, that's something else. Oh, you wouldn't know a ruby when you're inside. Sure. Because a ruby has exactly the same color as a glass of petri California for it, held up to the light. Mr. Bartel, you can find more excuses. You're talking about petri wine and Lake Man in the entire world. Believe me.

Excuses. I don't even excuse to talk about petri wine. Why there's a wine, it actually speaks for itself. If I may borrow a phrase from Shakespeare or somebody, there's not a wine quite like petri wine because only petri wine is made by the petri family. And the petri family has been making wine for generation. They've been handing down from father to son, from father to son, years and years of knowledge and experience, the fine art turning luscious grapes with a clear, fragrant, delicious wine. Yes, and because the making of petri wine is a family affair, those letters P E T R I on a bottle of wine are the personal assurance of the petri family that every drop of wine in that bottle is good wine. You never miss with a petri wine because petri took time to bring to good wine. Well, Dr. Watson, what's the prescription for next week? Well, next week with the Bartel, I'm good to tell you a rather unusual story. It concerns a series of strange disappearances and a murder with apparent

reason and yet it was a case that shall occur in Seoul without ever meeting any of the suspects. I call it the singular affair with disappearing scientists. Well, I'm sure we'll all want to hear that one, Dr. Watson. Oh, I'm sure we'll go. Oh, well, before you go, Mr. Bartel, I want to urge our friends to do all they can to save on the use of all wheat and rice product and also fats and oils that a million of families literally starving to death in Europe and Asia. They're nothing else to give them our food, but just being asked to take it easy on certain foods so that there will be some left for them to buy. I know there isn't one person listening to me tonight who would knowingly let anyone starve and remember, unless you do help, thousands of little children will starve. So please let's share a meal and save life. Tonight Sherlock Holmes Adventure was written by Dennis Green, an Anthony Boucher and was suggested by an incident in Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's story, A Study in Scarlet. Music is by Dean Posler.

Mr. Rathbone appears through the courtesy of Metrogoldwood Mayor and Mr. Bruce through the courtesy of Universal Pictures, where they are now starring in the Sherlock Holmes series. The Petri wine company of San Francisco, California invite you to tune in again next week, same time, same station. Sherlock Holmes comes to you from our Hollywood studio. This is Harry Bartel saying good night for the Petri family. For a solid hour of exciting mystery dramas, listen every Monday on most of these same stations at eight o'clock to Michael Shane followed immediately by Sherlock Holmes. This is the mutual broadcasting

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