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Sherlock Holmes - The Beryl Coronet
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This detective series brings the adventures of the famous sleuth to life, solving complex cases with keen observation and deductive reasoning. The stories are rich in intrigue and suspense.
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It is absolutely essential to me that I should have 50,000 pounds at once.
If I were able, I should be happy to advance it without further delay from my own private press.
You have doubtless heard of the very little coronetor.
One of the most precious public possessions of the empire.
And here it is.
The burial coronet.
There are 39 enormous burials and the price of the gold chasing is intraculable.
I am prepared to leave it with you as my security.
Even to my friend Sherlock Holmes, 50,000 pounds was high stakes to play for.
My name is Watson, Dr. Watson.
And I was privileged to share the adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
I will tell you about the case of the burial coronet.
My friend Holmes was only called in when the affair was already alarmingly developed.
As you will see.
The public spend funds for restore credit balance to your account.
I remain your obedience, servants, et cetera, et cetera.
And our miss Parker is that all?
Yes, Mr. Holer.
Very well. Please attend to those letters at once.
That'll be all.
Thank you, sir.
Excuse me, sir.
Yes, Robert. What is it?
A gentleman wishes to see you, sir.
By appointment?
The will in no sir.
Well, then I'm afraid of this.
Is his God, sir?
Now, really, Robert, you know very well that I am.
This is his God.
Well, then, then show him in at once.
Immediately, Robert.
Well, make hasten.
Yes, that's right, sir.
If you would kindly stick this way, your...
Mr. Holer.
Yes, very good, Robert. Thank you.
Your grace, may I be allowed to say how deeply honored we are to...
Not before, Mr. Holer.
I just apologize for the abruptness of his call without an appointment.
Please, say no more, sir.
Will your grace be seated?
Thank you.
With your permission, sir, I will state my business.
It is absolutely essential to me that I should have 50,000 pounds at once.
For how long may I ask your grace, do you want this sum?
Next Monday, I have a love sum due to me.
I should then repay what you advance together with any interest.
But it is essential to me that the money should be paid at once.
If I were able, I should be happy to advance it without further parlay
from my own private press.
On the other hand, if I am to do it in the name of the firm,
then injustice to my partner, I must respectfully insist that,
even in your case, every business like precautions should be taken.
I should must prefer to have it so.
Mr. Holer, you have doubtless heard of the burial covenant,
one of the most precious public possessions of the empire.
Precisely.
And here it is.
The burial covenant.
There are thirty-nine enormous burials,
and the price of the gold chasing is deductible.
The lowest estimate would put the worth of a covenant
to double the sum higher vast.
I am prepared to leave it with you as my security.
Well, really, your grace, I don't doubt its value.
Not at all.
I only doubt the propriety of my leaving it.
You may set your mind at rest about that.
I should not dream of doing so,
whether it not absolutely certain
that I should be able to reclaim it in four days.
Now, sir, is the security sufficient?
I am for you.
You understand that I am giving you a strong proof
of the confidence which I have formed upon all that I have heard of you.
I rely upon you not only to be discreet
and to refrain from all gossip,
but above all, to preserve the covenant
with every possible precaution.
I need not say that a great public scandal
would be caused if any harm were to befall it.
Your grace may rest completely assured.
And now permit me to call my cashier
and arrange for £50,000 in notes to be paid at once.
Oh, that will be all for tonight, Lucy.
You may go to bed now.
Thank you.
Good night, sir.
But what I can't understand, Father,
is why you should have brought the coronet home with you.
Surely the bank would have been the safest place.
Bankers' safes have been forced before now.
Do you like to see the coronet on Caledic?
No, Mary, not even for you, my dear.
Oh, Uncle, please.
Well, perhaps just a peep on Monday,
when I take it with me for the last time.
I hope the goodness the house won't be burbled before then, that's all.
Well, have you put it in my dressing room?
In the bureau under lock and key?
Oh, no.
Don't you remember?
When I was a youngster, I used to open that bureau
with a key of the box from Kabul.
Then I hope you can keep a secret for a day or two.
Oh, me, I am quite tired tonight.
I think I should be off to my bed.
I, too. Good night, Uncle, dear.
Good night, Arthur. You're turning in.
Yes, soon.
Good night, Mary.
Good night.
Father, I guess I'll go grab a word.
Well, what is it?
Look here, Dad. Can you let me have two hundred pounds?
Two hundred?
Well, you've been very generous in money matters.
Far too generous.
Well, can you, once more?
No, I can't.
But I must have it.
Or I'll never be able to show my face inside the club again.
And a very good thing, too.
Yes, I know what you feel, but...
You wouldn't have me leave you if it was on a man.
I've warned you I don't know how many times
not to squander your money on cards and the theft.
You know I tried.
You run into dangerous company with men like Bernwell and those?
They're habits are expensive for their persons along.
They can stand it, but you can't.
You've never liked the George, but you've been a true friend to me.
Well, we differ there.
As for the rest, I'll break with M. I promise I will.
But Bernwell will draw you back.
No, Arthur, this is the third amount this month, remember.
It'll mean disgrace.
I must have that money, Father.
Then you must find it as best you can.
Not another farthing from me.
And now, good night.
Why, Mary, taking the night out, child?
No, Uncle.
I just thought I'd see to the windows myself tonight.
Extra precautions, you know.
How thoughtful, my dear. You saved me as a house.
Tell me, Uncle. Did you give Lucy leave to go out tonight?
Of certainly not.
Well, she came in just now by the back door.
Perhaps she's only been to the side gate to see someone.
Still, I think it should be stopped. It's hardly safe.
Quite right. You must speak to her in the morning.
Now, are you sure everything is present?
Quite sure, Uncle.
Then, good night, my dear. Good night.
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Oh, who's there?
Who is it?
Who is it?
Oh, what are you doing with that contest father?
I show you've come to this.
No, no, give it me here.
Oh, no.
It's broken.
Listen father, only this instant where this missing corner is.
And the three barrels from it.
Can't be any missing.
There are and you know it.
Because you've stolen them.
Stolen?
Yes, you've picked.
Because I called you a liar as well.
When I caught you now, you were trying to wrench off another piece.
This is the last straw.
You've called me names enough.
I shall leave your house in the morning and make my own way in the world after this.
You shall leave it in the hands of the police very well.
You choose to call the police.
Let them find what they can.
You shall learn nothing from me.
Arthur, I...
Well, you may as well face the matter.
It's not only my honor, but that of someone far more important than I that is at stake.
Yes, I suppose it might still be a message.
Arthur, tell me at once where those barrels are.
Kill me and then.
Well, all shall be forgiven and forgotten.
Now, keep your forgiveness for those who ask for it.
You shall learn nothing from me.
Nothing!
And so I called an inspector and gave him into custody, Mr. Holmes.
A search has made advance of his person and his room,
and of every portion of the house where he could have concealed the gems.
No place could be found of them.
Mr. Holmes, Doctor Watson, what am I to do?
Do you receive much company?
Well, none.
Save my partner with his family and an occasional friend of authors
who could well do without Sir George Bernwell, for instance.
Do you go out much in society?
Arthur does.
My niece, Mary and I stay at home.
We neither of us care about it.
That is unusual in the younger.
Oh, she's of a very quiet nature.
This matter has been a great shock to her, also.
Terrible.
She heard the noise of my shouting at Arthur and rushed into the room.
She must have read the whole story in his face and unseeing the current.
She screamed.
I do believe she's more affected than I am.
You have neither of you any doubt as to your son's guilt.
How can we have?
When I saw him with my own eyes with the coronet in his hands.
So, was the remainder of the coronet at all injured?
Well, yes, it was twisted.
What did the police say of the disappearance of those gems?
They're still sounding the planking and probing the furniture
in the hope of finding them.
Have they thought of looking outside the house?
Yes, yes.
They've shown extraordinary energy.
Very well then.
It is our task to find the gems at once Mr. Holmes.
You may go to any expense you think necessary.
I think, first, we'll set off for your home
and to put an hour to glowsing a little more closely into the details.
Oh, together with my dear friend Dr. Watson here, of course.
You'll come, Watson?
By all means.
Splendid.
Then come along, gentlemen.
The calves go slowly through this snow.
So, I think we'll take the underground to take this.
Oh, this is my dear niece, Mary.
Mary, I brought the gentleman down from London
to inquire more deeply into this dreadful business.
This gentleman?
Oh, no, no.
His friend.
This is Dr. Watson.
My Mary is the sunbeam in my house, Dr. Watson.
She's lived with us since my brother died
and I don't mind saying she's become my right mother.
Oh, don't listen to it.
It's flattery.
But where is this other gentleman?
Mr. Sherlock Holmes.
He wished us to leave him alone.
I think he's rounding the stable in.
The stable in?
What can he hope to find there?
Oh, here he comes.
My niece, Mary, Mr. Holmes.
How do you do, Miss Hoda?
I'd ask your question or two.
Well, yes.
If it may help to clear this horrible affair up.
You've heard nothing yourself last night.
Nothing.
Until my uncle began to speak loudly.
I heard that, and I came down.
I understand you shut up the windows and door the night before.
Did you fasten all the windows?
Yes.
Were they all fasten this morning?
Yes.
Now, about your maid, Lucid Park.
The second waiting maid.
She's only been in my service a few months.
She came with an excellent character, though,
and she's always given me satisfaction.
The only drawback is...
Yeah.
Well, she's a very pretty girl,
and her admirers occasionally hang about the play.
Oh, yes.
I believe, Miss Hoda,
that you remarked to your uncle last night
that she'd been out to see someone.
Yes, her sweetheart, I suppose.
She came into the drawing room
while my uncle was telling us about the coronet.
He stopped speaking till she'd gone, of course.
But she might not have closed the door after her.
You infer that she may have overheard something
that later she went out and told her sweetheart about it.
And that the tool may have planned the robbery.
Well, she's the good of all these vague theories.
I told you I saw Arthur with the coronet in his hand.
Now, wait a little, Mr. Hoda.
We must come back to that.
Miss Hoda, about this girl,
you saw her return by the kitchen door, I presume?
Yes.
When I went to see if the door was passing for the night,
I met her, sipping in.
I saw the man, too, in the gloom.
You know him?
Oh, yes.
He's the green grocer, who brings our vegetables round.
His name is Francis Prosper.
He stood to the left of the door.
That is to say father of the path
and his necessary to reach the door.
Why, yes, he did.
And he's a man with a wooden leg.
Why, Mr. Holmes, you were like a magician.
How do you know that?
I should be very glad not to look upstairs.
I shall probably wish to go over the outside of the house again.
Very well.
But perhaps I'd better take a look at the lower windows before I go out.
Where's my lens?
Ah, here.
Ali?
No.
And that's my room.
And there is the Bureau.
Mm-hmm.
Which key was used to open it?
The one my son had mentioned.
The key of the bathroom covered.
Have you got it with you?
Yes, here it is.
Oh, thank you.
Now then.
Hmm?
It's a nice, nice block.
It's no wonder that it didn't wake you.
And this case, I presume, contains the coronet.
The burial coronet itself, sir.
Exquisite.
Hmm, I see.
Now, Mr. Felder, here is the corner which corresponds to the epitome.
It corresponds to the epitome which has been so unfortunate last.
Might I think that you will break it off?
Well, I shouldn't dream of trying.
Oh?
Then I will.
Mr. Holmes, I beg you, please don't, Holmes.
I-I-I doesn't give a little, but...
No, I'm exceptionally strong in the fingers.
It'll take me all my... all my time to break it.
Oh, an ordinary man couldn't do it.
Now, what do you think would happen if I did break it, Mr. Holder?
Well, really, I can't.
There would be a noise like a pistol, sir.
Do you tell me that all this happened with it a few yards with your bed,
and that you heard nothing of it?
I don't know what to think.
It's all dark to me.
Perhaps it may grow lighter as we go on.
What do you think, Mr. Holder?
I confess, Mr. Holmes, that I still share my uncle's perplexity.
I think you told me at my chambers, Mr. Holder,
that your son had no shoes or slippers on when you saw him.
He had nothing on save only his trousers and shirts.
Thank you.
I can serve you best now by returning to my room.
Too big of a street?
But, but the gyms, Mr. Holmes, where are they?
I cannot tell.
And I shall never see them again, I know.
And my son, my opinion is in no way old,
but then for heaven's sake tell me what was this dark business
which was acted in my house last night.
If you can call on me at my Dika Street Rooms tomorrow morning between 9 and 10,
I shall be happy to do what I can to make it clear.
I understand that you give me carte blanche to act for you,
provided only that I get back the gyms
and that you place no limit on the salmine they draw.
I would give my fortune to have them back.
Very good.
I shall look into the matter between this and then.
Oh, it's just possible that I need it to come over here again this evening.
Goodbye.
That's my son.
Back and requisite.
Excuse me, beginning without you, Watson,
but you remember that I cloned his father
an earlier point from here this morning.
So perhaps while you finish your coffee,
you'll favor me with some explanation
or extraordinary activities last evening.
I hope we return from hell does.
How are you getting on anyway?
Oh, so self?
Well, there, Holmes, I just...
You would dress yourself up as a commonlifer
or a fuel to tell the way of going or to take me with you.
You come back a few hours later with a little parachute in your hand,
drink a cup of tea, change it to your ordinary clothes,
or off you go again.
And all you say is, don't wait up for me, my dear,
what so I might be late.
I do wait for a little after midnight before I give it over.
Then down I come next morning and here you are
with a cup of coffee in one hand on the paper
and the other as fresh and true as it could be.
And ready for our time?
No, wait.
It's off to me.
No, no, we're here.
And from this present this we're here.
Oh, come in, sir.
Good morning.
I don't know what I've done to be so severely tied.
You said that.
Thank you.
My niece, Mary, has deserted me.
Did you?
Her bed this morning had not been slept in.
I had said to her last night in the sorrow, not in anger,
that if she had married my boy,
as had always been my wish and his,
all might have been well with him.
Perhaps that was thoughtless of me.
A note lay for me upon the whole table.
Is that it in your hand?
Yes, yes, this is it.
Oh, Mary, my dearest uncle, I...
I feel that I have brought this trouble upon you
and that if I had acted differently,
this terrible misfortune might have never occurred.
I do not worry about my future for that is provided for
and above all do not search for me.
For it will be fruitless neighbor and a new service to me.
What could she mean, Mr. Holmes?
Do you think it points to suicide?
Nothing of the kind.
Let us return to the scene of your son's crime, for a moment.
You remarked that the coronet which he held in his hands
was somewhat injured, twisted.
Did it not occur to you to think that he might have been trying to straighten it?
You suppose that your son came down from his bed,
went at great risk to your dressing room,
opened your bureau, took out the coronet,
broke off by main forces, more posh than it.
Went off to some other place and concealed three gems
out of a thirty-nine with such skill
that no one could find them,
and then returned to the dressing room
to expose himself to the greatest danger being discovered.
I ask you now, is such a theory tenable?
But what other is there?
It has been my task to find that out.
Mr. Holder, you owe a very humble apology to your son.
Then it was not other who took the barrels.
No.
Well, by heaven's sake, tell me what you know
of this extraordinary mystery.
I will do so, step by step.
Progress to show it about your son.
I had an interview with him this morning.
He would not tell me the story, so I told it to him.
He had to confess that I was right,
and he added the few details I did not know.
Let me say to you first, was it his heart is for me
to say and for you to hear?
There has been an understanding
between your niece Mary and Sir George Burnwell.
They have fled together.
Mary? Impossible.
It is unfortunately more than possible.
It is certain.
George Burnwell is one of the most dangerous men in England,
a rowing gambler, a desperate villain,
a man without heart or conscience.
Sonny's there's nothing of such men.
When he breathed his bars to her,
as he had to a hundred before her,
she thought that she alone had touched his heart.
But they will earn they know what he said,
but at last she became his tool.
I cannot.
I will not believe it.
Your niece was in the habit of seeing Burnwell nearly every evening.
The other night, when you thought she had gone to our room,
she talked to him through the window,
which leads into the stable end.
She told him of the current.
She'd scarce their time to hear his instructions,
but she saw you coming.
She closed the window and told you about the maid
that's compared with her wooden legs sweetheart,
which was all perfect and true.
She's all incredible to me.
Dr. Watson, what do you say?
A very late home's continuum, Mr. Holder.
Thank you, Watson.
Arthur slept badly after his interview with you.
In the night he heard sounds, looked out of his door,
and was astonished to see his cousin emerge stillfully
from your dressing room carrying the current.
She went straight downstairs into the window.
He was horrified to see her past the current
net out to someone waiting there,
and then hurried back to her room.
Is he possible?
Only then did he realise what was a foot.
He rushed down in his bare feet,
opened the window,
sprang out into the snow and ran down the lane.
He caught up with the dark figure ahead.
It was Burnwell.
They struggled.
They tugged at the current net between them,
something snapped.
Your son, finding the current net in his hands,
rushed back to the house.
He ascended to your room,
and had just observed that the current net had been twisted
and was trying to straighten it when you appeared.
But he would explain nothing.
You rose his anger by calling him names at a moment
when he thought he deserved your warmest text.
Also, he loved Mary more perhaps than you realised.
He could not explain the true state of affairs
without portraying her.
On the spur of the moment he decided to preserve her secret.
And that was why she shrieked when she saw the current.
What a blind fool I'd been.
But Holmes, how could you know these things
before my son's confession?
When I arrived at your house,
I knew that no snow had fallen
since the night before,
and also that there'd been a strong frost
to preserve impressions.
In the stable lane,
I found a very long and complex story written in the snow
in front of me.
There was a double line of tracks of a booted man.
I thought of my delight that the second double line
belonged to a man with naked feet.
Obviously, your son,
the first had walked both ways
but the other had run swiftly.
His tread was marked in places
over the depressions of the boot,
so it was obvious that he passed after the other.
I followed them back and found
that they led to the whole window.
With all the duet told me,
I was beginning to form an opinion
as to what had occurred.
Remarkable.
Yet how could you know who the man was
and who it was who had brought him the current?
Ah.
It's an old maxim of mine
that when you have excluded the impossible,
whatever remains,
however improbable,
must be the truth.
Now I knew that it was not you
who had brought the current neck down,
so that only revenge on me is from the maids.
Yes, but if it were the maids,
why should your son keep silent afterwards?
There was excellent reason
for him to keep his cousin's secret,
because of the disgrace he could have brought to your name.
When I remembered that you had seen her,
I asked that window
and that she had cried out on seeing the current it later.
My conjecture began a certain day.
Then her confederate,
a lover, evidently,
for who else could outweigh
the love and gratitude she must feel to you?
I knew that your circle of friends was very limited,
but among them was Sir George Burnwell.
I knew his reputation with winning,
and even though he knew that author had discovered him,
he could still feel safe.
The lad could not say a word against him
without compromising his own family.
So what did you do next?
I went in the guise of a loafer
to Burnwell's house,
I managed to pick an acquaintance with his family,
and at the expense of six shillings,
I made all sure by buying a pair
of his master's cost of shoes.
With these, I returned to your house
and saw that they exactly fitted the size of the tracks.
Yes, yes.
I saw a new dressed bag of unloitering in the lane,
yesterday evening.
It was I.
Then I came home and changed my clothes.
It was a delicate part which I had to place in.
A prosecution had to be avoided to a birth scandal,
and I knew that so a stutter villain as Burnwell
would see that our hands were tied in the matter.
I went and saw him.
At first he denied everything,
but then I gave in every particular,
and he became more reasonable.
I told him that we would give him a price
of the stones he held,
a thousand pounds of peace.
Oh, by the way, Mr. Holbert,
you would not think that an excessive sum
I would pay ten.
That would be unnecessary.
A three thousand little cover of the matter.
Oh, yes, and there's a little matter
of a thousand pounds of war,
I believe you mentioned,
a better make it four thousand pounds.
At you, your checkbook?
What's in there, then, if you please?
There, Mr. Holbert,
is your missing peace of the federal government.
I'm saved.
I'm saved after all.
Mr. Holbert, your skill has exceeded all
that I have ever heard of it.
You've saved England
from a great public scandal this day.
As for myself,
I don't know how they say no more.
However,
it was some,
if you please,
just a hell of a waiting great thing.
The case of the federal government
was one of the Sherlock Holmes stories
by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
My real name is Norman Shelley.
My friend, Carlton Hobbs,
plays Sherlock Holmes,
and I was Dr. Watson.
Michael Hardwick wrote the script
for this BBC production from London.
And, of course,
I look forward to the pleasure of your company again,
soon,
for more of the adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
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