Sherlock Holmes - Sudden Senility

0:00From New York, the makers of flipper craft clothes for men and 236 leading retail stores from coast to coast. Present the world's most famous detective Sherlock Holmes. Our stories are based upon the character of Sherlock Holmes created by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Sherlock Holmes is portrayed by John Stanley, Dr. Watson by Alfred Shirley, and the dramatizations are by Edith Meiser. Well, here we are once again, settled comfortably in front of Dr. Watson's cheerful fireplace. Outside the winter wind wails like blood.

1:00Well, let's see, what does the winds sound like tonight, Dr. Watson, a lost soul or a faveled van? What would you say? The sun in it, the head is that wind sounds rather like bass. The ancient Egyptian cat got it. Sometimes called, you back it. She howls they say, but it won't disturb the graves of those who have consecrated themselves to her. Oh, come now, Dr. Watson, you don't believe that sort of nonsense. Well, you are not so sure, Mr. Harry, it is I'm not so sure. One silent autumn night at home, and I crossed the windswept walls that surround King's island. We heard such a cry, a strange harsh mutilation that struck a chill through our maribos. And it, oh, the good heavens, there I go again, forgetting my manners. After all, you have something rather important to say I believe Mr. Harry. Well, I generally have Dr. Watson, and speaking of wind and chill, there's nothing like a clipper craftier coat to keep mulch it off. Perfect. To see Holmes and I went wearing a kippercrab, that night off, dark morning. Now, Dr. Watson, this is my part of the entertainer.

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3:09And now to return to that icy wind on the more, Dr. Watson. When there's a matter of fact, Mr. Harris, that's not where this adventure had its inception. It was a blisk all day rather early in the century. After a good deal of argument, I had persuaded Holmes to accompany me on a constitutional through Kensington Gardens. As our listeners doubtless know, Holmes was never a man who took exercise if he could avoid it. Well, the object started to fall away, Dr. Watson. Well, necessary. Needless to say, when we return to Baker Street somewhere around five, I was the one who was popping like a grandpa's, while Holmes downed up the steps as easily as a greyhound. When I met at the front door, I missed his Hudson, the Shutter-Dane and General Pack Tutum of our Bachelor Dome. Ah, Mrs. Hudson, what's up? It's way past your tea time, Mr. Holmes. Oh, it's a place with tea, madam. He must have only supper. What's more, a gentleman, Monsieur? Why did I stare half an hour, he did?

4:10Stamping up and down on my ceilings, I thought the chandelier would come loose. Sounds like a clienty, Watson. Well, we could do with a case, Holmes. The ex-checker is getting a bit low. Father, the ex-checker. Oh, for heaven's sake, Holmes. Relax, we're home, you know. He said it'd be best. If it's a case, see what he pays. Looks like he had money. Yes, yes, Mrs. Hudson's correct, I'll leave, visit for undividedly had money. But he got away. But what made you think the lighter was excellent? To cut your smell it, he smoked the very best tobacco. The matter he came to consult us about must have been early, he's left his pocket here on the table. A nice briar with a long stem of what the tobacco is fond of like for amber. Yes, he must have been thoroughly disturbed and leaned behind the pipe, he values so highly. Oh, Borg, Dash, how can you possibly know how he values his sick type? Elementary, my dear Watson, elementary. The pipe has been twice mended once in the wooden stem, once in the amber. Each time with a silk band costing more than the pipe bit originally. What's more, he's been here before because having run out of his own mixture,

5:12he's helped himself to a pipe full from the Persian slip on the metal piece. No casuals claim you would know, that's where I keep my tobacco. Over here's a step on stairs. Come in, come in. Confounded man, why don't you stay at home, way of a lot? Holmes, it's Colonel Roth. Obviously, my dear Watson, oh, I've bring our visitor to chair and a slight sedative, some sort, say, brand-in soda. I don't need him, Randy. Yes, I do confounded a double brand-in. Well, don't tell me you've had another disaster on the Boors at King's Pilot. We have that, Mr. Holmes, but this time it's not man that's being murdered. It's a horse. Worse. Much worse. Let me tell you the wrong many men, the equal of blazing star. Good Lord, blazing star isn't at your entry for the West Excapsor. It was. Dr. Watson, it was. Ha, blazing star, what's him was reading me an item about it just the other day. I believe he's the son of the famous silver blaze out of lady luck. You were able to rescue his sight before me, Mr. Holmes? He's time to win the West Excaps. What a race that was, he Holmes. But it's too late to do anything for poor blazing star. But by the Lord Harry, I mean to catch up with the scum of the killer.

6:14And when I do... Well, all was contented as a special reservation in the lost hell for any man who mistreated animable. Yes, quite. But till exactly what happened at King's Pilot in Colonel Roth's. Hey, remember Nate Hunter, Mr. Holmes? He was in charge of the state of the time, silver blaze was adopted. Yes, fine filler reliable and fussworthy. He's been promoted to the post of Frayna as he drew us on him. But he still sleeps in the table, doesn't he? Does anyone else do it? Flazing star like his style of fortune was the favorite for the West Cup. I believe that's right, Mr. Holmes. So, Nate was being extra particular. None of those tableboys were allowed to go near the horse. Nate groomed an exorcist himself. No one else laid a hand on the apple. Court ate too many precautions with a winner, hey Holmes? Don't interrupt Watson. Well, no, yes to the afternoon I went down to the stables myself to watch brazing star work out. I wish you could have seen him. The sun's shining glinting on his chest not cooked. Like a fiery streak he was coming down the stretch. Never went better than his life. Well, I went into supper and cleared a place off the mantle. The same place we kept the West Cup wins over blaze money. Then I went a bit and slept the sleep of the chest.

7:15But along about two o'clock in the morning, I was awakened by Nate Hunter. As I let the lamp I could see his face, white as a sheet. And his hand shook as though he had the paulsy. Nate, Nate, what's up? What's the matter, man? It's the staff, sir. He's too bad. I better go for the vet. Good luck. What happened? You seem to be great shit this afternoon. I can't explain it, sir. Unless it was that cat upset him. You know how he always hated cat. A lot cat. We don't keep any cats. Well, black cat, it was, sir. I can't say I've ever seen it before. But when I was taking in his bunch of carrots, I always gives him before I touch him for the night. A black cat was out and we're, and slips into the store between my legs. Oh, sir. You know how the star is about cats. He's not even standing and winning like he was possessed. Hey, you two, no. I'll get this cat out of here before she's killed.

8:15Oh, easy star. You can see that cat. It can't be like a bad outbell. I'm always blazing like a devil himself. Hello, hello. She's right in the star on the flank. She's your blood. Easy boy. Easy. Hey, Timmy. Bring the ointment. The star's hurt. Well, Mr. Holmes, Ned Huntus, put down the scratch and tried to quiet the horse. But star was restless. Long about midnight, Ned noticed his breathing was getting heavy and labored. He got up quite a sweat. Ned rubbed him down again. But he kept getting worse instead of better. So I went for the bit. He's a new man in the district. It's both no more reason to know about animals. And I brought him back with me. Ned looked like he'd seen a ghost. Ned, this is Mr. Peoples, the new vet and resided. He'll bring the star around for us.

9:16I'm afraid the star's passed out, sir. I've never seen the look. Just seemed to collapse in front of me eyes. His back sort of sagged him. He's in these gave way. But he's soon, he couldn't stand up no more. He's lying in there on the straw. Pretty me have gone. You better take Mr. Peoples right, isn't it? Yes, sir. This way, sir. I found it. Anything happens to that horse? He will fit this afternoon. Oh, it's quiet around here. If I could just hear the old boy breathing. Three o'clock. Where is the clothes that blasted cat came from? My rubbish, no one dies from a cat scratch. Have they been in the cats around here for years? Certainly, only black cats. Well, Mr. Peoples, how is he? What's the verdict?

10:17I'm sorry, Colonel Russ. His cancer died very quietly. A bold age. You say the vet pronounced blazing star dead of a bold age, Colonel Russ? That's impossible, Holmes. The wetest cup is a race for five years. Exactly. Blazing star worth five-year-old last month. Yet when I went into look at his body, is it? Lay there this stall. I'd have sworn he was the oldest horse I'd ever seen. Temples caved in. Coats, dry and grayish, hip bones protruding. You don't think anyone could have switched horses while that hunter came to inform you the horse was taken sick? No, Mr. Holmes. I'd no blazing star anywhere. The star on the forehead. He didn't edit it from his father. The one not forefooted. The scar on his left hind leg weighed tenets up in a minute while he was a two-year-old. That horse was star full five years ago last month. He couldn't have died of old age. Fantastic, and the calves tore his arms.

11:17He'd quite many people, of course, will profit by his death. Had the ability strangers in the neighborhood of King's Potom, these last few weeks, gonna loss? There has been a band of wandering gypsies camping on the moors. Of course. Gypsies have many curious and little-known poisons. They'd be quite apt to keep her black cat was more. Like its claws had been dipped in some obscure venom. Possibly, Watson? Possibly. The only color of us, what's become of your first-while neighbour and rival Lord Backwater, won the Putin's tables? That black-eyed! Haven't seen him since the affair of silver-blast. He was ruled off the turf off that town. Foster Selle's horse serves him jolly well-right. Mayburden has been unoccupied until recently. But a month ago, I understand, was least to a professor in Egyptologist, I believe. These are a goose. Spends most of his time in the laboratory and fixed up rings up in the old study. The Maddie Bexter, our maid, sister keeps us from him, says that we are sort of a chap. Works behind locked doors all night and the sleep's all day. Unhealthy source of life, hey, Holmes? Yes, there are several factors around King's Potom that don't sound healthy to me.

12:20Gunross, I'd suggest that Watson and I take the morning plane for Exeter to investigate the situation. I hope you'd say that, Mr. Holmes. I've told him not to dispose of stars' money until you arrive. Spend it. I, uh, as far as you want me to take Mary of all, hey, Holmes? You're a vulver and a little black sexual that contains your medical kit. This, and as I'm very much mistaken, is a case in which we should be prepared for anything. Well, Watson, now that you've finished further examination of the cadaver, what's your verdict? The vet was right, Holmes. The horse obviously died of early. But I tell you that's impossible. Blazing star was only a little over five years old. Nade here will bear me out. That's right, gentlemen. Horse doesn't die of old age. It's a five years. Looks like Blazing star ain't gonna be the other one, neither. But, oh, don't tell me another one of the horses has caught the melody. It's not one of the horses, sir. It's the sheen. I noticed it when I went out to the paddock after you left this morning.

13:21They stood there all out altogether, a shivering. Then, gradually, all day long, they kept getting older and older. You could first see them do it. Their eyes are roomy, and their voices weak. And, oh, some of them can hardly keep on their feet. Look, those sheep were young. Most of them are dropped in this year's landing season. What do you think of it, Dr. Watson? Have you ever heard of old age being contagious? I have been isolated cases, Colonel Ross, where young and healthy individuals have developed a wasting way that, rather than simply appearance of age, I have a hard day thinking possible. Who's this running across the board in the sun, sir? It's like a woman, a hair flying loose, her shore, flipping in the wind. She's staggering as if she were drunk. It's Maddie Colross, her that works over at Mypilton. She's not suffering from the effects of alcohol. It's fright that's upset her. It's sheer terror. Colross, Colross, when you take me in this night, I'm never going back. I'm never going back. That happens again. I knew he was even the minute I laid eyes on the man, and now I've seen him.

14:23The butcher here is a ghoul. The whore is Maddie. He must have, he must have at least made with him. It's filled the house full of even statues. The lower part man and the upper part beast. Those would be the statues of the ancient Egyptian gods. Rather hawk and you is the dog and bust the cat I think. That's what he calls her, the black cat that rides everywhere with him on his shoulder. That eyes are alive, him and the cats both green, and they both can look at you without even blinking. Only his head moves to side to side by the stairs at you. What's that? I said his head. It don't never hold still. He's a ghoul. That's what it is. I've been bringing him boxes for weeks now. Six boxes, big like coffins. A lot of drives up in the dead of night, and they carry the box into his study. And he locks the door behind it. It's the last anyone ever seen of him boxes, or what's in them? Never seen a few traces when you go into cleaners study. I never been allowed in. No one's ever been allowed in that study except the man who brings the boxes. And then only for a minute while he puts them down.

15:23Today the men come with another big box. Only they brought it before it was dark. The master fell in a rage when he saw him by the rope. When they brought the box in and set it down in the study, he was that worked up. There was sex of so much as it did. You idiots, how often am I prone to not to come here by daylights? I've a hard governor. The center bow down is a score of a f*****g. Me and me partner are the wrong way to drive back to town. We don't like to be caught in the moors in a storm at night. Oh you don't. Well this is the last time you need come here. People will look for me if they might want to. I beg your name. Now get out. We'll be going. Never fear. Here. Eat meat and not much. Oh, he's a terrible get-tongue with his rages. Or you'll work here. I'm the housemate. I know what it is. He's got them boxes we bring him. Haven't you got some? That room's always kept locked. Never so much as looked through a keel.

16:24Oh, I'd never do that. It's not right. Maybe not. But I'd better be interesting. Hey. Come along there, Chris. Or we'll be caught on the moors out of the earth. All right. It's the lamp in there. It shows through the keel. It's taken the lid off the box. I can hear the nails squeak. I would sort of like to know what's in it. One peak wouldn't hurt I guess. Hello. There's another box inside of the first one. It's got a painted face and hand. Now he's taken that lid off too. There's something lying inside. It's got a face too and hand. It's a woman. She said it's a woman's body.

17:31Great Scott. A woman's body. Then the man is a goura. Body slatter. Wush. Unless I'm very much mistaken, he's much worse, Colonel Ross. As for the body, I've imagined it had been there a long, long time. Yes, I think Watson and I will take a stroll over the maple to the late of this evening. I'd like to take a look at the contents of that box myself. What a night to go talking about the moors, Holmes. I'm still to this scheme. Yes, the equinoxual rain seemed to be especially bigger this year. What's bigger this second, a hard-leash rain? Good Lord, what was that? That I imagined as a member of a feline or cat family. Sounds half wild, Holmes. Yes, unusual for a cat to be out in this weather. Seems to be getting closer. Angle the lantern up here. Yes, there it is. In that tree to the left. Good Lord. It's high, shine like fire.

18:32Maybe she's caught up there and can't get down. Here, pussy. Ice kitty. Watson, hold up, I haven't done good yet. I can't worry about that. Because once scratched from her claws, and you would decline and die of old age. You, Professor Moriard. You look surprised to see me, Dr. Watson. I heard you were expecting a King's Pylon Holmes, and when that stupid serving girl runs screaming out of my house this evening, I rather expected it wouldn't be long before you came over to Mableton to pay your respects to the Princess Hutschepnett. Princess Hutschepnett? So that's who you have in your latest money case, Moriard. Yes, in the most perfect state of preservation, but to absolutely no use to me, unfortunately. Why not? If she was still slender when she died, the artisans who unbound her didn't need to age the body to prepare for burial. Did you survive? Have you ever seen a fat mummy, Dr. Watson? Come to think it over, sir. In ancient Egypt, it took up wood of 70 days to prepare the body for mummy.

19:35Rare guns, resins and spices were used, and if the deceased was fat, a fluid was injected which aged and shripped the body after death. And in your fury, no, Dr. Moriard, that same fluid extracted from those mummies would, if injected into human beings, produce premature old age and death, or so far as the Holmes I have only experimented with, animals. But I believe the process has been sufficiently perfected so that I may now indulge in a few human experiments. How fortunate that you and Dr. Watson should have decided to drop in this evening. Holmes, let's get out of here. Not so fast, Dr. Watson. My servant, Dr. Akbar, has had you covered for some time. He's an expert shot, I promise you. Bluff, pure bluff, hugs you so. Akbar is rather dark. He doesn't show up very well at night, but to prove to you he is present, I shall have him destroy the cat up there. Better to bother. But it's no trouble at all. We kick out here for that purpose. Unfortunately, yesterday I spilled some of the liquid I'm experimenting with,

20:37and the cat walked in it, snow-long as safe to have it at the garbage. You saw the results when she scratched Colonel Ross's horse last night. You see, I don't want to kill people. I shall be satisfied just to make them senile. Well, you black ass. Don't be excited. Yourself, Dr. Watson. Akbar, the cat. F**k! Such a pity. I was rather fond of the beasts. Now, gentlemen, if you will accompany me. When you're in your favorite clothing store these Wednesdays, and here's someone say, how do they do it? He's probably trying on a clipper-craft suit or overcoat. Because in this era of higher prices, it's really startling to see so much truly fine quality in clothes, for such a modest amount. For clipper-craft suits are only 40 and 40 different. And if you want to buy a suit, you can buy it. For such a modest amount. For clipper-craft suits are only 40 and 45 dollars.

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23:41And now for the lady, Hatshepnatt. She's in the money case here. I thought you might enjoy the sight of a charming female while I give you the injection that will look like you have your youth and vigor. I'll give you a doctor. If you can't buy any trans-professor Moriarty, the mummy case in which the princess Hatshepnatt was in tune, I believe so. She was removed from the tombs of the royal mummies at Dar El Pari. By those famous grave robbers, the brothers Abdel Rasur, whose exploits finally left the British artologist and left bank of the Nile opposite Konek. But how clever of you Mr. Holmes to be so well informed on Egyptian mummies. Holmes, no, no, no, no. Or didn't you know? A watson, on the other hand, a no-mental mastodon has hidden possibilities. Did you know Professor Hatshepnatt wants to play rugby for Blackheaf? Fascinating. I, um, I gather from the fact that the mummy case has the hands carved in relief that it dates from the seventh Sieben Dynasty. You are absolutely correct, Mr. Holmes. Wait.

24:41I'll raise the lid and permit you to see the lady herself. Good lord. She looks as if she had died yesterday. Yes, Dr. Watson. The mummies of Memphis are Black, dry and brittle. But those of thieves are yellowish, flexible, and so elastic that the flesh yields to the touch, and the limbs may be moved. So, without breaking. Near sits from Markle. I should have liked to be present when they discover the tomb of Daryl Bahari. Imagine Watson, there were 36 mummies, 20 of them, kings and queens. Of all we dispense with any further lectures on Antiquity, Mr. Holmes. I think the substance I have here in this little glass file may prove even more fascinating. And this is the liquid I've distilled from five previous mummies. The ones who have been, shall we say, aged. One's balls scratch with a pin dipped in this fluid, should if my calculations are correct.

25:41Turn you both into old men. What would be the object of that, ma'am? The first place it would render you no longer able to interrupt my activities. And in the second place, if my experiment is successful, I flatter myself. I can change the course of history. Interesting. Think what would happen if I were to make certain men senile, the Kaiser, for instance, and that New American president, Roosevelt, Mr. Theodore Roosevelt, and there's a man who's been in France, Monsieur, Grouin, and so. And the young man right here in England, his name is Winston Churchill. I think history might be quite different if he suddenly became bold and feeble-minded. Let me see. My type in should do very nicely. There's a very interesting hypothesis for Professor Marriott, but that file is so small. Is that all the fluid you have? With what the suffice, Mr. Holmes, I shall prick only the key, ma'am. Now then, I'll dip in the pin, so.

26:42And... Come on, Joe! You broken a file! Have a froward, Watson! A perfectly placed drop kick. I wonder if it would occur to you to use your little backbag for the football? Well, there was a narrow squeak, Dr. Watson. It was indeed, Mr. Harris. But even then, you were still top to those chairs. Just up did you and Sherlock Holmes get away from the professor? Oh, at that point, Mr. Harris, Colonel Rosson, the Ned Hunter, broke in and rescued us. We'd left up for the moor with instructions to come in and get us if we didn't return in half an hour. Why did you think Holmes became so chatty about Egyptian history? You don't mean he was stalling. What do you think, Mr. Harris? What do you think? Well, what could I think, Dr. Head out to Watson. How about giving us a hint about next week's story? Yes, next week I think I should tell you the case of the Lucky Shilling.

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