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The adventures of Sherlock Holmes, the original and immortal stories of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle,

dramatized the new, with so Ralph Richardson as Dr. Watson and Sir John Gilgur in the role of Sherlock Holmes.

Ladies and gentlemen, I think I may have shown in the course of these narratives of mine

that the exploits of my French Sherlock Holmes range from a fairs-of-bahamblest order

to metals concerning the very highest in the land.

Of the latter, there are many which perhaps can never be killed,

for reasons of diplomacy or even scandal. And in those accounts, based on names, sometimes

must be disguised even now. Particularly in the unusual adventure, which I have called the

Secondary Day.

Well, Mrs. Hudson, you seem a little over-ordered, I may say, so.

He's the gentleman, sir. The two gentlemen, to see you, I think I'm scared, sir.

Well, we've seen gentlemen before, Mrs. Hudson. Yes, our lives would hardly be economically

possible without our duties, right? But it's so, Mr. Hudson, it's so big of a lot,

Mr. Hudson. He's faked to eat my hunger, huh?

Come, come, Mrs. Hudson. Not the Prince of Wales.

Oh, what's that, Officer? It's the prime minister, the prime minister.

Well, well, my dear, hold on, you're breaking down.

Oh, you're breaking down?

Oh, here, take this. Take this. Take this.

Please, my dear, my dear fellow.

The three of us, Mr. Hudson.

The three of us, Mr. Hudson.

The three of us, Mr. Prime Minister.

Mr. Hudson.

So, into our humble, to the momentary, very soon, very soon.

Lord Belonger, the teller, and the companion, the secretary of the other chair of the house,

the right honorable, calonier, priest.

So, gentlemen, I think that I may have the honor to do it from service to you.

You are our only hope, Mr. Hudson.

The teller, Mr. President, who was wrong?

The moment I told him about this for last,

it was impossible for us to tell to the police.

The full loss, sir, indeed.

Yeah, to inform the police, to inform the public.

And that is what we particularly desire to avoid.

An important street document is listed.

This leg while in Mr. Hudson.

And it is a such importance that peace or war may hang upon the issue.

I understand my Lord, but this gentleman, your companion,

Dr. Watson is in my confidence in everything I undertake.

Indeed, this is really almost impossible for me to embark upon a case without him.

You can rely upon his discretion implicitly.

So, the very utmost gentleman, I've promised it, very well then.

It's a letter, Mr. Holmes.

I can tell you that it's a letter from a certain foreign certain case,

Mr. Holmes.

That is, leave it though.

It's quite so, but a moment, at least.

Well, when was it received now?

Six days ago.

It was so important that I've never even listed in my seat.

I took it across the evening to my house in Whitehall,

Tittas.

He kept it in a lock-dispatch box in my bedroom.

It was there last night.

You're certain of that.

Quite certain.

I opened the box while I was testing for dinner, and saw it there.

This morning, it was gone.

The box itself, no, only the letter.

My wife and I are both like strangers to Holmes.

We're both looking at the square that no one could have entered the room during the night.

And yet the people's gone.

What time do you dine, Mr. Holmes?

Half hour seven.

And how long was it before you went to bed?

My wife had gone to a theatre.

I waited up for her.

It was half past eleven before we retired to our room.

Then, for four hours, the box had lain unguarded.

No one was ever permitted to enter that room,

except two trusted servants who are beyond suspicion.

Who else knew of the existence of that letter?

No one in the heart.

Not your wife.

No.

I said nothing to her.

And did I miss the paper?

That's more than enough.

Is there anyone else in my Lord in England who could possibly know of the existence of this letter?

Only the members of the cabinet, Mr. Holmes,

but all under the page of secrecy, which attends every cabinet meeting.

And the board, I believe, no one saves the man who wrote it.

And may I ask his name?

Mr. Holmes, the envelope is a long, thin, wonderful pale blue colour.

That is all, and I think that you need to know.

Well, I am quite aware that you are towards the busiest men in the country.

And in my own small way, I have a good many calls on my time.

I have a great excuse me that I cannot continue this matter.

What kind of room would that be?

Mr. Holmes?

How dare you?

I am not a cop.

Very well.

We must accept your term, that was no doubt it is unreasonable

or to expect you to act without our entire confidence.

Thank you, my Lord.

Praise the dam again, Watson.

Ah, now then, gentlemen, the letter is from a certain foreign potentate

who has been ruffled by some recent colonial developments in this country.

It was written hurriedly and in anger on his own responsibility entirely.

And his ministers know nothing about it.

You mean his highness to come, Prince of Easter?

Very well, sir.

Let me write it down on this paper.

Am I correct, my Lord?

Quite correct.

And you see it, once the applications, if that document should fall into the hands of any other

Chancellor Ray Neurus, a breach would be made between this potentated out country

with fatal consequences.

You must find it, Holmes.

Great heaven, you muster.

My foe featured a ping-pong.

I shall do my best to help you, Mr. Holmes.

I can do no more.

But if the set occurred last night before you retired, as it must have done,

the paper must, at this moment, be speeding on its way to the continent

as far as the steam can take it.

There's only one course, open view.

What is it, sir?

Prepare for war, my Lord.

I shall do what I can, but at least prepare for war.

Good day, sir.

What are you intended to do?

There are several foreign agents, big names,

among the international spyry.

If one of them should be missing, especially if he disappeared since last night,

he should then have some indication that we have a letter there, God.

Ah, yes, yes.

But if none of them is missing, then we can take it as a letter,

hasn't left the country yet.

That would be something of a miracle.

And in that case, I might be able to get it back,

after all, I have the whole busy security behind this.

It is on the market, I'll buy it back,

even if it means another penny on the income debt.

But who, who are the likely agents?

Only three that are big enough.

Over time, La Rocia era, and Eduardo Lukas.

More than once, it's almost spectacular announcement.

Now it's my turn.

Eduardo Lukas holds, you said, Lukas, I think it is, of course.

Of the Dalton Street?

Exactly.

You won't see Lukas home.

And why not pray?

With murder, they need to pass last night.

Lukas, you don't need it.

I was reading about this before I visited the riot.

Eduardo Lukas, the well-known society of La Rocia

and the distinguished amateur tenor,

murdered most bootlegs by a knife in the heart.

What an amazing coincidence home.

Coincidence, man, great heavens, you can't really need it.

And the movement later, our modest apartment,

already served the distinguished that morning,

was further honored by the influence of the lovelyest woman in London.

May in the world.

I'd often heard the beauty of the youngest daughter of the Duke of Devonster,

but no description, no contemplation of a restless photograph

had prepared me for the subtle delicate charm

and the beautiful modeling of that exquisite head.

And I am not, I think, without taste,

as a judge in touch.

Yet that morning, the lovely cheek was paled with emotion.

The eyes were bright, but with the brightness of fever, of terror.

I did not.

Had my husband been here?

Yes, not of these times.

I had been doing so well, you were just saying nothing to him

of this visit of mine.

So did he heal that you faced me in a very delicate position?

He did.

Together with him, there's the prodigal economy

that our house last night.

It really must now.

But, but this is a political matter.

My husband was doing this to take me to this good case confidence indeed.

What's with that misinterpretation?

What was it?

Madeline, that is something I can announce there.

If your husband thinks that to keep you in the dark,

it is hard little means to tell you.

I am physical professional secrecy.

Well tell me at least then,

the heavens said, if my husband's professional career

likely to suffer to even intervene?

Yes, I feel so.

Oh, it's a help.

From something that my husband said,

when his first discovered the loss of his money,

I can't go on.

I understand the terrible public consequences

might arise in the loss of his documents.

Perhaps even...

He's wrong.

He said so, Lady Hilda.

He is not for me to be nice.

When to tell me, Mr. Hilda?

I implore you.

Let me have that misinterpretation.

Then I would take up no more of your time.

I can't blame you to see you can't speak more freely.

So, I had a method that is good and good

before you would ever consult me.

And I am sure you won't see the world for you

for wanting to share my husband's anxiety,

even against you will.

I can only say you once again

to say nothing of my business.

If it's anyone in the more,

it's Lady Hilda more.

Good day, Jim.

Good day.

Well...

Well...

Okay, wasn't that...

Of course.

The fair sex option that is your departure, I think.

Yeah, the new finish gave me over the window

to get a last glimpse of my anything trauma.

Perhaps you'll be kind enough to tell me

what you think she came for.

Oh, shall I show it?

Hello, Mr. Hilda.

My anxiety was very natural, Mr. Doub.

If you must have observed how very pretty

she maneuvered her chair,

so as to keep her back to the light,

she didn't want us to leave her expression walking.

Well, good morning, Watson.

Well, what are you going home?

Oh, just a little while.

It's a good dose in the street, I think.

I've been the state of the yard.

I should have been there by this time.

And why don't look as murdered.

There lies a solution, Watson.

Do you stay on guard here, my dear fellow,

and receive any service things we've visited

who may honour our humble abode by time away?

I'll join you for lunch, Watson.

Cutless and green peas, if you could think of that.

Ha, ha, ha.

Yes, yes, yes.

I felt a sense of impending doom,

as I watched London from our window going about its rigidity.

I suspected that any moment that news boys would cry havoc

havoc on the cloud I used to go marching off the wall.

As to the murder of Lucas, that's the name there's much of

history as the theft of the document.

He'd been stabbed to the heart with a curved,

oriental data at Kote that hung on the middle of his room.

It seems that nothing has been stolen, and the examination

of his papers is carried in as a keen student of

international politics, that was all.

Then suddenly, well, we've solved this, Mr. Holmes.

The administrative, why not, eh?

We have our method, too, and now he's the murder, Holmes.

There's a murder.

Oh, more Mrs. Holmes?

What's in the wind?

Oh, nothing, nothing.

What's with just wool gathering?

I did a mistake.

Oh, sorry, Holmes.

Mrs. Smith, my dear fellow.

I was told you to forget who went around there

to the Dalton Institute.

The little something that looked interesting.

Uh-huh, well, what's happened to this trade?

I think you said just now that you sold it.

Well, as near as makes no matter, we just

telegramed from the Paris police case.

See, this Lucas fella has been a bit of a dog in his time.

Very handsome kind of chap and a dog for.

He's still living in a double life.

He seemed he had a wife in Paris.

Well, he's been going in a bit in London,

you know, one way or another.

So we went and she got jealous.

According to the Paris family, she's gone quite mad

since she was there.

And it was established that she'd been in London

all the night of a murder.

She was seeing me again, Dolphins.

Yes, yes, yes.

If it could only have been some kind of coincidence

that night.

Otherwise, the thing would have been probably

popular by this time.

She's seen what she did, Mr. Holmes.

I seen your mind hardly on the business.

I thought it would have appealed to you.

Well, nothing has said, nothing at all.

What was he who said does not mind

insist me over with Lucas's house?

Ah, yes.

The ones who don't tell me so,

nothing very important, you know, just to be free.

We'd best go round to the house in a cell.

You two go, please.

Rather than your line as well.

Oh, fella.

Oh, of course.

You know, I might even call it the mystery

of the city's pain, gentlemen.

The murder's solved, but there's too little mystery

of the city's pain, eh?

So, come here.

Your plan is to get off in a cell.

Well, then, Mr. Holmes, off the water,

this is a very roomy room.

Yes.

Way with murder.

Ah, yes.

So, look here.

Excuse the rudeness, gentlemen.

Now, just look at that rudeness, gentlemen.

We see, when there's a crime of this sort,

we're very careful to keep it in position.

We had an officer in charge here,

a day and night, first, so our medicine has became in.

Now, then, we didn't notice any of the tiny things

that happened today.

Now, the body's been buried in touch

with all these things solved.

Well, the rudeness is far from down there.

He only just made that.

The indication of the raises.

And we've found the blood stain there.

See, the blood stain on there, right?

Yes.

Yes.

Now, eh?

I've raised you in a black mess yourself, too, eh?

I'm lost today.

I'm lost today.

I'm lost.

I guess you'll be surprised, doctor.

For the remainder of the stain on the white wood

works, at least, because of stones.

So, for the mostly the stain, it's impossible.

So, you'd say, look at the underside of the right.

The stain was the upper thing.

Yes.

There isn't a mark on the floor.

Somebody's gathering.

Now, eh?

Here's the stain on the wood works,

but it's another part of the rug altogether.

What do you make of that, eh?

Come home, you don't see the stains, eh?

Oh, it's, eh, it's simple enough.

It's got it.

It's two stains, big colors, but the rug's been turned wrong.

Is he?

Oh, we hardly need Mr. Holmes.

He's the same as that, but he's the same as that, doctor.

What's this?

Now, you hear the stain.

Did Jesus say that the constable out there

had been in his constant charge of this stain?

Yes, he has.

I'm going to take my advice, let's say,

go out to the examined and pivocate.

Don't do it yet before I see you're waiting, Mr. Holmes.

Ask him how he says he'll misstrains people

and leave them alone in this room.

No, no, don't ask.

In ten of them, take it for granted.

What?

Fine.

George.

If he has, I'll get it out of him.

You mean, I mean, how do you man?

How do you man?

Where are you going at once?

Now, then what?

In seven days.

Get off that ride before.

What?

Well, come on, sir, what do you mean?

The ride.

Pull away the ride, huh?

Can I meet you right back, huh?

Now, quick, seven of them, four of these.

There must be a cavity there.

A cavity?

What do you mean, Holmes?

The board man, the floor board, huh?

Look for the loose one.

Yeah, yeah, I don't know what's new space.

It's a hole.

It's a kind of, kind of space, yeah?

Ah, it is empty.

I might have known.

Get the rug and place it in quickly, what's new?

Ah, the space coming back.

Quick, quick, quick.

Here we are.

That's all right.

Well, you are right, Mr. Holmes.

Most personally, as can be.

I'm party, sir.

I'm really sorry.

I never meant any harm.

I never said you did what happened.

A young woman, who came to the door last night, it was,

and the house is dead, and then we got talking.

It's kind of known, someone, you know, and juicy, you know.

Well, man, speak up.

So she asked if she could see where the crime was done.

I didn't see any harm, if she just had a piece.

And you look at it in here, eh?

Well, she said, scoops, you wait, sir.

Then when she saw the blood, you see, eh, eh?

It kind of changed, eh, right down on the right here,

between these.

And so we went to get some dearfights,

opposed to bring her around.

Yes, from the kitchen downstairs.

And she was all right, when I came back,

and then she went away.

I didn't mean any harm, sir.

I don't know, my cousin, did you notice anything

about the rug when you came back, eh?

The run?

Hmm.

Well, too, it was a bit kind of harmful,

and it quickly fell, so I just stayed in this corner.

I see.

Next person come over here, would you?

I want to show you something.

Excuse me, a moment, gentlemen.

Now, look here, my cousin.

It's photographs.

You recognize it?

Could have walked, yes, sir.

How did you know?

Never mind.

Come walk through.

Thank you.

Thank you, Constable, my cousin.

You've inspired me, man.

And perhaps you saved your country, too.

Eh?

Well, look here, mister.

Oh, you two, let's take a course.

My best congratulations.

Good day, gentlemen.

Congratulations.

Good day.

I heard it after him.

He was at his most typical.

He was most excited as he was at the climax of all his grace

to be seen.

I could only marvel.

Could only share the excitement of the extraordinary man

by my side, as we were ushered into the great house

in Whitehall, tell us and waited for Lady Hilda.

I'm so thrilled.

This is showing me some serenance of you.

I am thrilled you to keep our business relations history.

Unfortunately, Lady Hilda, I had no possible alternative

with the duty to introduce my commission

from the Prime Minister.

How do you mean?

I know everything, Lady Hilda.

I know all the auditors to Eduardo Lucas,

when you gave him that document.

I know two of your engineers returned

to his room last night.

And the device that you used to get the letter back again

from its hiding place under the rug.

God, mad, Mr. Hilda.

No, no, Lady Hilda.

I have no wish to cause you pain

or to let push you to your rash behavior.

But the police are on duty, let's ignite you

from the photograph that I showed you now.

Oh, yes.

Yes, it's true.

Why did you take it, madam?

Quickly, quickly, the time is short.

Blackmail her.

And that's where I wrote long ago when I was a girl.

It was all of a sudden.

I mean, but if it had come into my husband's hand,

it would have broken his heart.

Lucas got hold of that somehow.

Yes.

I know I did use it, man.

You always used it, Tony.

Then one day, you told me that he had that letter of mine.

And that I didn't have a selfie

by cooking in exchange of certain documents

from my husband's sex box.

That's what he wanted me to see on the desk there.

Well?

He did it with all my heart.

It was a kind of joke.

I was merely the man who did this to him.

I took an impression of the pain

and Lucas had a duplicate name.

And I took the paper to his house.

And what happened there, Lady Hilda?

It was like a horrible dream.

As I made it, I saw a woman walking in the house

a strange, dark woman.

I gave him a look at the paper.

And he gave me my letter.

Then it was a time that the door,

you look as close as the work and push the paper

into a hanging tape there.

And then you put it in there.

The door burst open and the woman came in.

So when I see her side, it was screaming something about

a last-size-time door with her.

And I went out in the panic, and the last-size door

was that she slept together down

from the wall and was watching it.

It was like a washing cat.

The homeless... I can't go off.

You must, Lady Hilda.

I suppose you realize next day

if the paper was more important than you thought.

Yeah.

Yes.

That's the way I came to you.

I saw a woman facing it.

The whole world in arms because of myself.

How much coming home?

I don't know.

I know it's just...

Oh, I can't see them as the homeless.

Then what do I do?

I told your story well, Lady Hilda.

Quickly, give me the letter and the key.

Here it is, man.

You'll walk through the dispatch box.

Now, here, down among the other papers.

Yes, these down.

Good.

Good.

Now we're ready for it.

Go quickly, Lady Hilda.

You have a door there.

Compose yourself.

Or we'll be way.

Oh, heaven, the...

Heaven is next to you, baby.

Come, Mr. Holmes, they told me you were here.

Not me, we'd have you.

I have good news, sir.

What?

Don't enjoy it, you hear?

You mean...

You have the paper, Mr. Holmes?

Not yet, my lord.

That is why I'm here.

What do you mean?

I'm not convinced just to help with the paper

I've never left this house at all.

It's impossible.

If it had, it would have been made public by this time.

No, gentlemen, it's true here, I think.

You have my assurance that it left the box, Mr. Holmes.

I'm not convinced even the best, sir.

Come, Mr. Hilda, it's time to talk.

Worthy of you.

The box is there, Hilda.

It is enough decided.

Mr. Holmes, if you're joking on such an issue...

I never joke, Lord Bellinger.

As the Doctor Wotman will tell you.

Yes, sir.

Of course, Lord Meadow, a memorandum from Belgrade,

and those from Madrid, report them.

They tell me.

My lord.

My lord.

The blue envelope.

I'm a letter in tact.

It's inconceivable.

You're a sorcerer, Mr. Holmes.

How did you know it was there?

Because I knew it could be no better, Holmes.

I have to tell my wife.

Hilda.

Hilda, I have an idea.

Holmes, where are you?

Mr. Holmes.

Oh, Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

There's more in this than it's either.

How did it come there?

How?

You must have noticed that the keys are a little bit too neck-efficient.

Good day to you, my lord.

I'm all within your service.

And at the service of my country.

I'm watching.

The adventures of Sherlock Holmes, based on the original stories

of Sir Arthur Coleman Doyle, have been dramatized in you

with original music composed by Sydney Torch.

Sir Ralph Richardson played the part of Dr. Watson

and Sir John Gilgurth, that of Sherlock Holmes.

The program was produced by Harry Ellen Towers.