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This episode from the Life of Sherlock Holmes will be transmitted to our men and women overseas by short wave and through the worldwide facilities of the Armed Forces Radio Service. Petri Wine brings you... Basil Rappbone and Nigel Bruce and the new Adventures of Sherlock Holmes. The Petri family, the family that took time to bring you good wine, invites you to listen to Dr. Watson tell us another exciting adventure he shared with his old friend that master detective Sherlock Holmes. And I sure wish you could listen to this story with glass of Petri California port right at your elbow.
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Here I am, Mr. Bartel. I'm your doctor. Okay, I'll be right there. Oh, sitting by the fish fund, Dr.? Yes, my boy. It's not a pleasant doctor here for change. You never cut to your house stupid, the expression of a goldfish, Mr. Bartel? Well, I can't say I've ever given my thought, Dr. Bartel. You see this foolish little fella here with his silly little mouth opening and closing as though he was constantly astonished? Oh, what is this? I thought you were a fish lover. Yes, I am, but just as I was brooding over tonight's story, that goldfish seemed to be making faces at me as though it was trying to remind me of how my face must have looked on a certain dune evening, 1800 and 90. He says to me as if you're going to tell a story against yourself, Dr. I am, young fella, my lad. What happened? One Sunday morning in 1890, I dropped round to visit my friend in Baker Street. Mrs. Hudson told me that he was out, but suggested that I wait in our old rooms for his return and promised me a pot of strong tea with some buttered scottens as an inducement.
I walked into the sitting room, I was astonished to see homes standing there, a bag in one hand, and a coat from the other. I'm fine, Holmes. I'm surprised to see you, though, Mrs. Hudson told me that you were out. I have been Watson on a case. I just returned by my private entrance for some necessary effort. Oh, good, good, I come with you. My wife's fair enough, but my practice is quite flak at the moment. Not even my classed-year-old friend Watson can accompany me on this case. It's a ticklish business. Except two nations hangs in the balance. I just work alone. Solid to leave you like this, old fella. Goodbye. Oh, Mrs. Hudson's making me some tea. It's about its scottens. Can't you wait and share them with me? Ah, ah. Good old Watson. The other one fixed point in a changing age. Yampas are toppling a new sort of tea and buttered scottens. Oh, I'm sorry, miss. Oh, goodbye. Well, that looks a sad old fella. The time is right, but I'll tell you all about the case, and you can write it up in your memoirs. Goodbye, old boy. Buttered scottens. I haven't got any appetite for them.
Huh? Did you enjoy the scottens, Dr. Watson? I'm afraid my appetite disappeared when Mr. Holmes left. But did it? I see you've eaten the mord at the city. What, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, sorry. I've got a surprise for your doctor. Inspector Lestrade is downstairs. Really? You tend to see Mr. Holmes, but when I told him he was out, the inspector said he'd like to see you. Oh, he did? Oh, then did I ask him to come up? Please, will you, will you, Mr. Watson? I said. Will you come up, please, Inspector? Thank you, Mr. Watson. Can I bust you up a few more scottens? No, no, no, no, thank you. I really couldn't eat. I'll just go and make some more, the same. You'll eat them if I fix them. No, no, no, really, thank you. Oh, oh. Oh, there you are, Mr. Holmes. Hello, Dr. Watson. Years are pretty kettle-a-patient no mistake. What's the trouble?
Well, I want Mr. Holmes up on a most important case. Where's he gone? Well, he's out on a very secret matter. You know where he is, Dr. Holmes? Well, that's where I know where he is, Mr. Stard. My old friend never keeps me in the dark. But I'm not a visit to tell you. That's... Ah, I could help you a bit. Dr. Holmes, I'm not exactly unfamiliar with... with my friend's methods. That's true, but just the same. Oh, well, Dr., two weeks are always better than one. Even if one is a sheepset as my old mother used to say. Are you suggesting that I'm a sheepset? I'm not suggesting anything, Dr., I'm just telling you. What my old mother used to say. I'm really not very interested in what your old mother used to say. And... And have a start, your problem, please. Where it's simple enough, Dr.? From that graph Otto von Eldenstein is his name. He's in England on a very secret mission. Graph Otto von Handelstein. Hmm. I've heard of him, very continual.
Well, this von Eldenstein stayed at the manor, outstanding and weak, not far out of London. And this morning, somebody sit past his guards and threw a bomb into his study. His secretary was killed, and he would have been too. If it hadn't been that he'd left the room a few minutes earlier. Well, these second-hand investigations have been a little useless, Todd. We must both go down to the manor house at Hampton Wick and examine the situation on the spot. All right. Get out the timetable and look up the next plane, will you? Yeah. And while you're doing that, I'll go to Mrs. Hudson, where I'm going. All right, all right, Dr.. You're a bit scorned. Did I was just bringing them up to you? Who can think of scums when an empire is tottering? You sure you're feeling quite real, don't you? Of course I am. Now, listen to me, Mrs. Hudson. Mr. Holmes, you've returned. Remember that I've gone to Hampton Wick? The inspector has started to investigate the von Eldenstein business.
The von Eldenstein business. I do. Could I tell him? Well, Mr. Holmes didn't tell you where he was going. Did he? No, Dr. Rittick. Oh, I see. All right. Well, thank you, Mrs. Hudson. Are you sure you thought about the scums, Dr. Rittick? Well, I must take them a lot. I'd better start, could eat them. Ah, you're the one, Dr. Rittick. Yes, I suppose this is rather exciting. Just the same. I wish I knew what Holmes was doing at this moment. You are here, Sherlock Holmes. Yes, I presume, Dr. Rittick, of the von Eldenstein is expecting me. Yes, Holmes. It was so anxious that you would come here to the manor house. I left to meet you there after I got his summons. He's very weak. He has lost much blood from the injuries he received this morning. In fact, no one knows about it. Nine hellhorns.
Only I, his old and faithful servant, knows. Follow me, please. I will take you to him. Franz? Franz, is that you? Franz? Yes, Herr Graff. And with me is Herr Sherlock Holmes. Sir, Kevin, you are here, Holmes. I hope I can be of service to you, sir. You can. You can be of great service. Sit close to my bedrooms. I have not much thanks to speak. I'm listening, Herr Graff. You must impersonate me. Yes, I gather when I receive your message. I am in England, and I'm most delicate and important mission for the German government. It's in a few weeks. Your government and mine will conclude a 3D outlining the German and British Seas of Interest and Africa.
This is the bad bomb that's thrown this morning by someone who does not wish the treaty to be concluded. Yes, exactly, Herr Holmes. That is why you must impersonate me. In 24 hours' time, I shall be well enough to resume my work. In the meantime, while you can keep the seat of my injuries and also have the opportunity of finding the assassin. I'm prepared to take impersonations, but how can I possibly hope to deceive the members of your personal staff? With the exception of France here, and poor Freilin Ulmeier, who was killed in the explosion that it put me, my staff is new. They have joined me here from the German consulate in London. They will believe that you are me. Very well, sir. I'll try it. I have heard of your skill in the art of disguises. And also, it seems to me that we are not so unlike each other. I was about to comment on that fact myself, sir. Yes, and I think that the stars inside Viscat will work wonders if I can make the action reasonably convincing.
I will. Of course you, my friend. This meant it helped me off with my coat. Will you France get me towels and a mirror? Yes, I will. And while I'm applying my makeup, Herr Graf. Perhaps you will be so good as to give me the complete circumstances regarding this morning's attempt on your life. If I'm to impersonate you successfully, I must have all the facts of my fingertips. Wunderbar. It is amazing, Herr Holmes. Even I can hardly tell you for my must. Yes, I think it's the wig that puts the finishing touch into my disguise. How did you look, Herr Graf? Call us shall. I feel as if I were looking into a mirror. At my accent, you will find it reasonably convincing. Oh, yeah, yeah. Extremely so. Try it once. Yes, sir. I think it's the wig that puts the finishing touch into my disguise. How did it look to you, Herr Graf? Call us shall. Yes, yes, yes. Extremely so. Try it once again, Herr Holmes. Yes, Herr Graf. It gives me the greatest pleasure to do what you ask of me.
Try it. He splendid, Herr Holmes. Splendid. Hey, the cabins drawn up at the gate. Two men are getting out. You can see them from the window here. Ah, it's the police possibly, Herr. Great spot. It's crossing the street. Friends of yours, Herr Holmes. One of them is my close colleague and the other is a detective inspector from Scotland, Herr. You must keep up the deception. Even with your friends. As a matter of fact, my friends and investigations will prove an excellent mask for my own search for the assassin. But, well, this is a delicious situation. I hope they won't recognize me. Hey, I'm Graf. Otto von Hildenstein, gentleman. You wish to see me. Er, you do, sir. My name is Watson. Dr. Watson. And this is in specialist status. Dr. Nears. Yes, it is. Instructor. Dr. Watson. May I ask if I have the greatest distinction of addressing the Dr. Watson, friend of Sherlock Holmes.
I'm a flattered that you know me, Herr Graf. But who does not know the great Dr. Watson? In my country, men, people think that you are the real brains of the combination. Tell me, Herr Dr., is that true? Well, I wouldn't actually say that. I've brought you up all times. You have to investigate what occurred this morning. Yes, we have, sir. The presidency, please sit down. If you can find any furniture that is unbroken. Oh, thank you, sir. I must say the place is in the mess. Oh, Herr Graf, please tell us exactly what happened. Yes. I will tell you everything, Herr Dr.. This morning, I was working in here with my secretary, poor four-line ulmar. I had occasion to go upstairs to my room to get some necessary papers. As I came down to stay, I came into return here. I heard a scream from four-line ulmar. A moment later, there was the most frightful expression. The concussion stumped me when I came to my poor secretary, was dead. What people were inside the house of the trumpet expressioners? They were all at the church. The only people here was my secretary who was killed.
My seven friends. I can vouch for him because he was upstairs when I went for my documents. There were three other people in the house, however. Madame Lisa Barona, my hostess and owner of this house, a young Englishman from the home office. His name is Hilary Adams, and the third person in the house was a member of the German embassy, Colonel Schweiger. It's just a matter of cross-besiting the three other master there. Elabir is at the time of the explosion. I'll take him one at a time to start. Ring for that servant fellow. What was his name? A prince. I doubt this is a real privilege to watch a master. Did I walk? Yes, a graph. I shouldn't be surprised if my methods teach you quite a bit about the art of detection. Here are Dr. Bots, DC's Colonel Schweiger, Officer Johnathan Embassy. What were you, Colonel Schweiger, when the explosion occurred this morning? I was discussing the military tactics of Klauswitz with one of the guards, made of fine gates.
Yeah, well what was the name of the guard's carter? Mr. Arte of Carter. I'll check on that. Thank you, Colonel Schweiger. Please ask Madame Lisa Barona to come in with me. Question, question, nothing but question. Ring for your Lord. Well, sorry Madame, all I want to know is, where were you in the explosion of guts this morning? May I? In a good way. Listening to the stupid debris of the young English artillery Adam? A graph. When I offered you my house, I did not know that I would have to put up with a love-making of your staff. Everywhere his fellow. No, no, no, no. Please don't get so excited, Madame Barona. Question? Question? Stupid young English pop is making copper eyes at me. That beautiful house belongs to Keith. No, you don't. Mr. Adams, where were you when the explosion occurred? Madame Barona is sweet. You swear to that? Of course I do. You may ask. I've already done so, sir. Thank you, Mr. Adams. Thank you. That's all you, you go.
Where the start? Did you check on Colonel Schweiger's elevator? Yes, Doctor. He was telling the truth. He was talking to the Colonel when the explosion happened. Do you of me have, Doctor? Your examination has not been very successful, has it, sir? Every one has an alley by. Yes, but the other buyers of Madame Barona and the young Englishman who were Adams depend on each other's words. They might be lying. And you've been dealing with criminals as long as I have here. A few learned a lot deeper than the obvious. Yes, the start and I shall return to London now and make some inquiries. You will hear from me, sir, before the day is over. Yes. Well, I'm much obliged here, Doctor, for a very nice meal. Although we've been talking in circles.
Anyway, I have come to one important decision. What's that, Doctor? Madame Barona is addicted to the use of drugs. The pupils of her eyes were contracted to pin points. It's an invariable indication of addiction. The start, you go to Scotland Yard and see what you can find out about her. And I'll go back to my house. You can meet me there later. I'll go back to my house. I wish there wasn't a way. It's a cook's eye. I can't see a thing. I'll just take a match. That's better. Hello? Who's that in the drawing room?
Who is it? What's it? I thought you'd never come. Holmes, we're not a few spring proms. Never mind that, O'Chap. I've come to warn you. Keep out of the Von Hilton's dying business if you tell you your life. Did you know that I was working on the car? No, but I'm for you. Keep out of it. About dangerous forces at work. Force is the best snuff out your life without a thought. Please believe me, O'Chap. And do it like... Quick, Watson! I don't mind you! Stop! No! You'll hear the rest of Dr. Watson's story in just a few seconds. All the time I need to remind you that... What with this being National Wine Week? If you want to take a gift to a young lady, why not take her a bottle of Petri-California muscatel? Petri-Muscatel is the kind of wine you'd serve a queen. That Petri-Muscatel has a flavor of plump, sun-ripe, and muscat grapes. And is it ever good? You couldn't ask for a more delicious after dinner wine.
Or a more delicious wine to serve when company comes. Remember, it's muscatel. But the important thing is... It's Petri. Petri-Muscatel. And now back to Dr. Watson and tonight's adventure... The Matterhouse Case. That was a fine place to break off your story, Dr. I must say. I thought I'd keep you in as much suspense as possible. Well, what happened next? Were you injured when that bomb exploded? No, no, my boy. The concussion of the explosion knocked me out for a few minutes. When I came to, homes had disappeared. And I can imagine where he'd gone. Going, Dr. Watson. Soon after that, the start arrived on the scene, and after quick and fruitful examination of the premises, we decided to return once more to the Matterhouse. And so, an hour later, I was telling my story to the man I still thought to be the graph author of unhealthy stuff. This is quite for her, Dr. to bomb my easily abdued you.
Oh, I was ready for it, sir. Quick thinking in the presence of mine, am I stuck in trade, you know? When I heard the cost of the crash, I found myself under the dining table. I must distressed that you yourself should be exposed to such danger. Not at all. Her graph was a matter of fact. I exposed myself to liberty to the fact. No, army took, you know, what we call drawing the enemies far. Oh, come now, Dr. You don't mean to tell us that you expected to have that bomb chucked through the window at you? No, sir, I did a star. The assassin knew that I was in working on the case. He followed me to London and fell into a trap. Just as I intended him to, by showing his hand. Well, I don't see what he's got you, Dr. I, myself, must admit, I cannot see that you are any nearer to finding the murderer. On the contrary, sir, the case is nearly solved. Well, don't see that. You figure that one out, Dr. Elementary, my dear, the star, elementary. And one of the three people on the suspicion followed me to my house tonight. The second bomb was thrown at approximately seven o'clock. Now, it's only a question of finding which one of the three
cannot account for his movements at that time. Then we shall know the murderer. You want to cross examine the magendo? Yes, sir. Bring him in, please. One of the tires. Where were you at seven o'clock tonight? Discussing the military tactics of clousers with Mr. Carter, the home office guards. It's cut. What are you doing to let me cut this morning, too? We'll check many days of discussion for two students to appreciate all the subtleties, of course, it's. Yeah, I'll check on that again, Dr. Yeah, thank you, sir. And please ask Madam Verona to come in with you. Question, question, and still more questions. Where are all the seven tonight you asked me? I was listening to more babbling from the stupid young Englishman. Thank you for your service. Mr. Adams, where were you at seven o'clock tonight? With Madam Verona in Herbudwa. There is a curious scene this about. I'm going to have a look at the news. I'm going to have a look at the news. I'm going to have a look at the news. I'm going to have a look at the news. I'm going to have a look at the news. There is a curious scene this about. The pattern of it in this house.
Is there not here, Doctor? I checked on Colonel Spiger's statement. It was, too. He was talking to Carter at seven o'clock, all right? I've worked with the other two account for themselves, Doctor. Oh, I once again, they all about each other. But this time, I begin to doubt them. Or wait, or wait, you say that, Doctor? Well, I would accept Madam Verona's alibi, the young Adams. Obviously, she loves a boy and wouldn't put you to her for him. On the other hand, he worships her. And I certainly wouldn't have any scooples. About lying could provide the alibi for her. He had got a point there, Doctor. Yes, I had a gotter with great suspicion. Here, come in. Er, yes, Miss Adam. Doctor, what's tonight been worrying about Madam Verona? I was afraid you wouldn't believe my alibi for her. Indeed. I have another, an unbiased witness who can testify that Madam Verona was in this house at seven tonight. Come in, Florence. Yes, old lady, your hair. France, did you spatter Verona at seven tonight?
Yeah. I take up two glasses of Sherry to her. It was a few minutes before seven. Thank you, France, sir. Thank you, Miss Adam. I appreciate your concern. You may go. Here. It seems to me we're still traveling in circles, Doctor. I've become clear, my dear, the star of the case, the song. Indeed. You astonish me, have Doctor, who is the guilty party? We will know in a minute, Sir. Let's try and bring the three suspects in here, please. Right, sir. When they are assembled, I will give you the solution to the mistram. Ladies and gentlemen, why, Mr. Sol, and I must apologize for that little convenience and convenience that you have gone. You, Madame Verona, you Colonel Swagger and you, Mr. Adams, have all unshakable otherwise. Therefore, the solution is obvious. As my dear friend, Sherlock Holmes, is often said, eliminate the impossible, and whatever remains, no matter how improbable,
is the truth. Therefore, the only person that could have thrown both bombs is you or Sir, yourself, Grap, or Sir von Hiltonstein. Oh, no. Oh, sure, Charlie, leave your right, Doctor. What have you got to say to yourself? That I, too, have Doctor, have unshakable otherwise. Oh, what is it? Aibos, it's you, have Doctor, in the second bomb was formed. I don't know if you're talking about, I was alerted. Oh, Colonel, oh, that's not true. What? What? Homes? Why? Homes, how could you? Mr. Well, strike me down. Don't be angry with me, old chap. Oh, you made a complete order. No, no, no, no, no. I thought you got the real solution to take as usual, Mr. Right. Yes, Mr. All I have. Well, it's here, uh, you might as well show me up. Oh, my God. You're not operating yourself. You really handled the case very well. You made only one mistake. Huh? May I advise that victim of mine, which you just quoted, eliminate the possible, and then if nothing remains, some part of the impossible must be possible. Which part? Colonel Schmecker's alibi was valid.
So, was not a Verona, since it was corroborated by the trusty trance. But what does your alibi rest on Mr. Adams? At Enrollers' Toad, I was seven. Yes, but not a Verona is addicted to the use of drugs. I'm sure that you spotted that back, Watson. Yeah. No, I did. Your mistake, old chap, was in not drawing the correct conclusion. Mr. Adams, alibi, depends on the unsupported word of a drug addict. Now, use of drugs notoriously destroys, first of all, the sense of time. In it fixed, such as the resetting of clocks could be worked on over, not noticing her word on a time alibi is completely valued. And then Adams is the man who's... Metters? I don't... He's a murderer. I'm not traitor. Well, now that we're back in Baker Street, Watson, I may as well tell you, that I had suspicions of Adams from the first. What do you do? Well, my brother Microp told me that he was suspected of being a traitor at home.
He's been under observation for some years. He was purposely given this assignment as a definite test of his integrity. Well, I understand it all now. I was just the same. I did make an ask of myself in front of a start, too. Oh, don't worry about it, old chap. Please, don't worry. You always, certainly, can correct that impression, you know? Yours will be the last word. Oh, how do you mean? You can't come to write this story in your memoirs, my dear fellow. You can always do a little bit of what you say. Re-editing of your own part? What's charity? Never eat no. Doctor, that was really a swell stuff. Oh, I'm glad you liked it. It sort of made me out of a bit of a fool, huh? Oh, nothing of the kind, Doctor. I agree with Holmes. You did a splendid job. You were losing after all. You did line for suspects for him, didn't you? Well, come to think of it. Yes, of course I did. And you did make the point that Madam Barone was a drug addict. You did, but you're so I did.
And you did say that Mr. Adam Zalabai could be a lie. Oh, you're right. I didn't solve that case for Holmes after all. It's about two. Did anyone ever tell you that you're really a very smart young man? I went to you and I could work on a case together. We can't? Starting tonight? No. Really? Sure. In celebration of National Wine Week, I brought you a case of Petri Wine. And I said, yes, we start on it right now with a glass of wine. What a fella. What a wine. Petri Wine. We know that's really good because the Petri family has been making fine wines since the 1800s. For generations. Ever since they started the Petri business, the Petri family has been turning luscious California grapes into fragrant delicious wine. And during all that time, they've been hanging on down from father to son, from father to son, all their skill and knowledge and experience. The Petri wine you buy today is the result of all that skill and knowledge and experience. That's why you can't go wrong when you choose a Petri wine because Petri took time to bring you good wine.
And now, Dr. Watson, what's the prescription for next week's story? I don't know. Let me see you next week. Mr. Bartel, I think I can promise you a most entertaining adventure. It concerns a famous magician, a female spy of unusual beauty, and a man even more brilliant than Holmes himself. He's older brother. Micro. Sounds terrific, Dr. And before we say goodnight to our friends, I want to remind them that our men overseas need the merchant marine to bring them back home. The merchant marine got them there and it'll bring them back if you help. Right now, the merchant marine needs experienced mates, engineers, a bees, firemen, oil or water tenders, and chief cooks. If you qualify, right or wire collected once, to merchant marine, Washington 25, DC, bring the boys home. The next Sherlock Holmes adventure is written by Dennis Green and Anthony Baucher, and was suggested by an incident in the Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's story, The Greek interpreter.
Mr. Rathbone appears through the courtesy of Metro Golden Mayor, and Mr. Bruce through the courtesy of Universal Pictures, where they are now starring in Sherlock Holmes series. The Petri wine company of San Francisco, California, invites you to tune in again next week, same time, same station. This is Steve Bartel, saying goodnight for the Petri family. Sherlock Holmes comes to you from our Hollywood studio. This is the mutual broadcasting system.
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