Sherlock Holmes - Second Stain

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

dramatized the new, with Sir Ralph Richardson as Dr. Watson and Sir John Dielgood 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 friend Sherlock Holmes ranged from a fairs of behemblest order to

have concerning the very highest in the land. Of the latter there are many which perhaps

can never be true for reasons of diplomacy or even scum. And in those scams based on names

sometimes must be disguised even now, particularly in the unusual adventure which I have called

The Second Day.

Sir Holmes, what's the home sir?

Well Mrs. Hudson you seem a little overordered I may say so.

Oh it's the gentleman sir, the two gentlemen to see who I think I'm scared sir.

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

responsible without our living conditions.

But it's so, Mr. Hudson, it's not to what he's, uh, he'd take us to eat my hunger home.

Come, come Mrs. Hudson, not to put us away.

Oh what's that officer? It's the prime minister.

The prime minister.

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

Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on.

Oh here, take this, take this. Please do not get my dear fellow.

Sir, come up into his hurry, sir. He mustn't keep the fight the minister waiting.

So, into our hunger to give moment, to the moment, to the brave, to the brave men.

War of Belonger, Victoria, and the companion, as secretary from the other care of the rest,

the right honorable, Kellorner Pope.

Sir gentleman, I think that I may have the honour to be concerned with you.

If you are only a witness to home, a family certificate is used.

A moment I told him about this a lot.

It was impossible for us to go to the police.

The full lost family.

Yes, to inform the police, but be to inform the public.

And that is what we particularly desire to avoid.

An important street document is listed.

You can play violin with the help of that.

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 taste.

Mr. Holmes, that is leaving so quiet so by the 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, Titus.

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

It was there last night.

You are certain of that.

Climb-dispatch.

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

This morning, it was gone.

A box itself?

No.

Only the letter.

My wife and I are both like superstars to Holmes.

We're both prepared to swear 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 past seven.

And how long was it before you went to bed?

My wife had gone to the 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 is 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 house.

Not your wife.

No.

I said nothing to her.

And did I miss the paper this morning?

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 stays the man who wrote it.

And may I owe his name?

Mr. Holmes.

The envelope is a long, thin, wonderful pale blue colour.

That is all I think that you need to know.

Well, I'm quite aware that you are two of the busiest men in the country.

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

I regret exceedingly that I cannot have seen this matter.

What kind of room would that be?

Mr. Holmes.

How dare you?

I am not a guy.

Hmm.

Very well.

We must accept your term, that was.

No doubt it is unreasonable or to expect you to ask 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 subject.

It was written hurriedly, a linenga, on his own responsibility entirely.

And his minister is no nothing about it.

You mean his highness, the crown prince of this term?

Well, sir, let me write it down on this paper.

Am I correct, my Lord?

Quite correct.

And you'll see it once the application.

If that document should fall into the hands of any other chance array in Europe,

a breach would be made between this potentated out country, with fatal consequences.

You must find it, Holmes.

Great haven't you must, sir.

My whole future depends on it.

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 fast as steam can take it.

There's only one course open to you.

What is it, sir?

Prepare for war, my Lord.

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

Good day, gentlemen.

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 of where the letter may have gone.

But if none of them is missing, then we can take it that I haven't left the country yet.

That would be something of a miracle.

And in that case, I might be able to get it back off the wall.

The whole busy security behind me is on the mark.

It's out of bite back, even if it means another penny on the ink of that.

But who, who are the likely agents?

Only three that are big enough.

Over time, La Rosia and Eduardo Lucas.

Huh?

Holmes.

Holmes.

Yes.

I don't know.

What else?

Holmes.

Hello, Holmes.

You've astonished me more than once with some spectacular announcement.

Now it's my turn.

Well, what's he?

Eduardo Lucas Holmes.

You said Lucas, I think it is, of course.

Of the Dolphin Street?

Exactly.

You won't see Lucas Holmes.

And why not pray?

It was murder.

It is a house last night.

Lucas.

You don't need it.

I was reading about it before I visited the ride.

Eduardo Lucas, the well-known society planner and distinguished amateur tenor, murdered

most bootlegs by a knife in the heart, was an amazing coincidence, Holmes.

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

And the movement later, our modest departments, already served the distinguished that morning,

was further honored by the influence of the lovely woman in London, may in the world.

I'd often heard the beauty of the youngest daughter of the beautiful girlman, but no description,

no contemplation about life's photographs, that prepared me for the subtle delicate charms

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.

Has my husband been there?

Yes, not of me, sir.

Oh, I did.

So were you to say nothing to him of this visit, mind?

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

Yes, I heard.

Together, there's a probable occurrence that our house last night.

It really must have.

But, but think it was a political matter.

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

What's it that you think it is?

What was it?

I don't mean that it's something I can't answer.

If your husband thinks it's good to keep you in the dark, it is hard little need to tell you.

I am physical professional secrecy.

Well, tell me at least then, the hipster isn't my husband's professional career,

like he's a supper teacher.

Yes, I feel so.

Oh.

It's a hurt.

From something that my husband said,

but he first discovered the lostness.

What am I?

Can't go on.

I understand the terrible public consequences might arise in the loss of his documents.

Perhaps even...

This is war.

He said so, Lady Hilda.

He is not for me to be nice.

When to tell me, Lady Hilda?

I implore you.

That was that missing paper.

Then I will take up no more of your time.

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

You had a method that you'd go and do before you would ever consult me.

And I'm sure you want to do the work with me for wanting to share my husband's anxiety.

Even...

Even against you will.

I can only say you want to come to say nothing of my business.

If you turn your body into more,

it's a good way, you know.

Well...

Well...

Well, wasn't that...

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

Yes, when you finish gazing over the window to get a last glimpse of my anything karma,

perhaps you'll be kind enough to tell me what you think she came for.

Oh, surely, surely. Hello, Miss Tate.

Would you tell my husband?

I am glad he was very natural.

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.

What?

What are you...

You going home?

Oh, just a little while.

It took a dump in the street, I think.

I've been the state of the yard.

I should have been there by this time.

And while they'll look as murdered,

they'll realize the solution, Watson.

Do you stay on guard here, my dear fellow,

and receive any service of this thing we've visited,

who may honour our humble of those last time away?

I'll join you for lunch, Watson!

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

Ha, ha, ha, ha...

I've felt a sense of impending doom

As I watched London from our window going about its beauty, I expected that any moment

that news boys would cry 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 audience with data, a trophy that hung on

the wall of his room.

It seems that nothing has been stolen, and the examination of his papers is closed

in as a keen student of international politics, that would all.

Then suddenly, well, we've solved this mystery home, so be an illustrator, you know why

not?

So we have our method to it, now it means the murder home, don't it the murder?

Oh, more mystery home?

Watch in the wind.

Oh, nothing, nothing.

Watch through just the wall gathering, I did a mystery, or a solid home.

There's nothing that's not here for us.

I was telling you to get who went around as a adult in the street.

There's a little something that would interest you.

Uh-huh.

Well, what's that either straight?

I think you said just now that you sold it.

Well, as near as makes no matter, we get telegrammed from the Paris police, too.

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

Very, very innocent kind of chap and so forth.

He's been 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 he went and she got jealous.

According to the Paris fellow, he's gone quite mad since he's been here.

And it was established that she'd been in London all the night of a murder.

He was seen near Godolphin.

Yes, yes.

If it could only have been some kind of coincidence back then.

Otherwise, I think it would have been public property by this time.

He's seen what he's been saying.

Oh, I seen your mind hardly on the business.

I thought it would have appeared.

You were nothing to say, nothing at all.

What was it you said just now?

I didn't suspect me over at Lucas's house.

Ah, yes.

The ones where he's telling me so, nothing very important, you know?

Just a piece of creepy stuff.

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

You two got the race.

Rather than your line as well.

Or rather, or 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.

There's time to get off in the city.

Well, then, look at him.

He's got the walking.

This is a very roomy place.

He's way with me.

Uh-huh.

He means.

So, look here.

This is the right place.

Now, just look at that right, gentlemen.

We see, when they did crime of this sort, we were very careful to keep him in position.

They had an officer in charge here during the night.

For it's so hard to notice when we came in.

No, then.

We didn't notice any of the tightest heat up of it today.

Now, the body's been buried in touch with all the things solved.

Well, the run usually falls down.

If he only just makes that.

And he decays in the raises.

And we found a blood stain left.

He's a blood stain on the right.

Huh?

Now, then.

A great deal of blood must be solved, too, eh?

And thus is the end of this month.

And this will be surprised, doctor.

For the remainder stain on the white wood works, at least, because it's so good.

So, for the muscular 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 front.

Yeah.

Don't be together.

Now, then.

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 him from up there.

It's two stains, big collar fond, but the rug's been turned round.

Is he?

We hardly need Mr. Holmes.

It's the same as heaven, so tell us that, doctor, what's this?

Now, the deer has spayed.

He's just spayed at the comfortable out there being his constant target.

Yes, he has.

I'm going to take my advice list straight.

Go out to the examined and pivocate.

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

Ask him how he swears to administrative people,

and leave them alone in this room.

No, no, don't ask.

Until him.

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?

Who likes her?

I'll do it at once.

Now, then what?

He's getting there and get off that ride before.

What?

Well, come on.

So what do you mean?

The ride.

Pull away the ride.

Okay?

I'll make you ride back.

Huh?

Now, quick.

It's abnormal.

Poor.

There must be a cavity there.

A cavity?

What do you mean, Holmes?

The bored man.

The bored man.

Huh?

Look for a loose one.

Huh?

Here.

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 again quickly.

Ah.

The space coming back.

Quick, quick.

Here we are.

That's all right.

Well, you are right, Mr. Holmes.

My personality is good, too.

I'm, body, sir.

I'm really sorry.

I never meant anything.

I never meant anything.

I never said you did.

What happened?

A young woman started going to the door last night.

It was.

I'm going to shoot the house.

She said.

And then we got talking.

It's kind of known.

Some of you are usually known.

Well, man.

Speak up.

Okay.

Because 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'll look at it in here.

Well, she said.

She was.

Then she saw the blood.

You see?

Okay.

It kind of.

It's a right down on the right here.

It should be.

And so we went to get some work.

I suppose to bring her around.

Yes.

From the kitchen downstairs.

And she was all right.

And I came back.

And then she went away.

I didn't mean any harm.

I don't know my question.

Did you notice anything about the rug when you came back here?

The run.

Hmm.

Well, too.

It's a bit kind of uncomfortable.

But it's pretty fair.

So I've just taken this photo.

I see.

Next person come over here.

Would you?

I want to show you something.

Excuse me a moment, gentlemen.

Now, look here, Max Percy.

It's photographs.

Do you recognize it?

Could I walk you out there?

How did you know?

Never mind.

Come walk through.

Thank you.

Thank you, Constable Max Percy.

You've inspired me, man.

And perhaps you saved your country, too.

Right?

But I walk here, mister.

Oh, you too.

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 white hole terrace and waited for Lady Hilda.

I'm sorry.

This is surely my son, Sarah, and I'm generous of you.

I am sure you'll keep our business relations this quick.

Unfortunately, Lady Hilda, I had no possible alternative

with the business.

In pursuit of my commission from the Prime Minister.

How do you mean?

I know everything, Lady Hilda.

I know of the opposite to Eduardo Lucas when you gave him

that document.

I know too of your ingenious return to his room last night.

And the device which 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 the virtue of your rash behavior.

But the police from on duty recognized you

from the photograph that I showed you.

Oh, yes.

Yes, it's true.

Why did you take it, madam?

Quickly, quickly, the time is short.

Blackmail.

Aww.

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

It was all in the time.

If it had come into my husband's hand, it would have worked

when he taught.

Lucas got hold of that somehow.

Yes.

I didn't know I did.

He was such a man.

He always used his tongue.

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

And that I didn't have it exactly

but it took him a minute to change a certain document

from my husband's backpack.

That's where he went to see him again.

Oh.

Well?

He did it with all my heart.

It was a kind of joke.

Oh, I was merely the name of this thing.

I took an impression of the thing

and Lucas had a duplicate name.

And I simply gave it to his help.

And what happened there, Lady Hilda?

It was like a horrible thing.

As I was reading, I saw a woman walking in the house,

a strange dark woman.

I gave him a duplicate name.

He gave me my letter.

Then it was a time that the door,

Lucas thought that the wagon pushed the paper

into a hiding place there.

And then he said,

The door burst open and the woman came in.

And when I see her side,

it was screaming something about

a last-size fun deal with her.

And I went out in the panic

and the last-size thought was

that she slept together down

from the wall and was laughing at him like a waffle cat.

Oh, the homeless.

I can't go off.

You must, Lady Hilda.

I thought you realized next day

if the paper was more important than you thought.

Yes.

That's the way I came to you.

I saw a woman facing it.

The whole world in arms

because of myself.

How about coming home?

I know it's good.

Oh, I can't see it in the stones.

Then what do I do?

I told your story well, Lady Hilda.

Quickly give me the letter and the key.

Yes, it is.

Thank you.

What's the possible dispatch box?

Now, down among the other papers.

Yes, these sounds good.

Good.

Now we're ready for it.

Go quickly, Lady Hilda.

You have a door there.

Compose yourself.

All will be well.

Oh, heavenly.

Have a little rest.

Mr. Holmes, they told me you were here.

What news have you?

I have good news, sir.

What?

Don't you have you here?

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 Mr. Holmes

the paper has ever left this house at all.

But it's impossible.

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

No, gentlemen.

It's still here, I think.

You have my assurance that it left the box at home.

I'm not convinced in the best, sir.

Come, it's joking.

It's not worthy of you.

The box is there, hope.

It is enough decided.

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

I never joke, Lord Bellinger.

As the doctor was in the city.

Sir.

Of course, Lord Meadow, the memorandum from Belgrade,

and those from Madrid, report them.

They tell me.

My lord.

My lord.

The blue envelope.

I'm a letter intact.

It's inconceivable.

So you're a supporter of Mr. Holmes.

How did you know it was there?

Because I knew it could be no well, Holmes.

I have to tell my wife.

Kill her.

Kill her idea.

All on well.

Mr. Holmes.

Oh, Mr. Sherlock Holmes.

There's more in this to meet the eye there.

How did it come there?

How?

You must have noticed that to keep our little bit

to messy secret.

Good day to you, my lord.

I'm always at 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 Sidney 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.