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So if you wake up sick, at home or on the road, you already have what you need. It's like having an urgent care and pharmacy at home. It's like $45 with cold blue at urgentcarekitt.com. Slash blue. Urgentcarekitt.com. Slash blue. You're on the... A pair of pass-name. They were found in the dead man's right hand. There can be no question that he snatch them from the face of the SS. They are seated. They tell you anything, huh? Inspector, you have your notebook, of course. Pay take it out and write as I beg for it. Wanted. A woman of good address, a tar like a lady. She has a remarkably ticked nose. She has a puckered forehead, a peering expression, and probably rounded shoulders. My Georgia's mother. She's a woman of good address. A tar like a lady. She has a remarkably ticked nose. She has a puckered forehead, a peering expression, and probably rounded shoulders. My Georgia's mother. The great mind of my friend Sherlock Holmes never ceased to amaze me.
My name is Watson. Talk to Watson. And I was privileged to share the adventures of Sherlock Holmes. Now, let me locate the exact page, and I will tell you about the case of the golden pass-name. A moment please. I think that all the cases which fill three massive volumes containing our work for the early 1994, the case which is the most conducive to dissapear the peculiar powers which we offend Holmes and us, was that of the golden pass-name? Well, Holmes, you had Inspector Stanley Hopkins to see you. Ah, Hopkins, come in my dear sir. Hey Mr. Holmes, it must be something important, this has brought you out in such a gale. It is indeed Mr. Holmes. Did you see anything of the noxley case of the latest editions? I've seen nothing later than the 15th century today. Let us hear about it.
Say a few years ago, this country house, Noxley Old Place, was taken by an elderly man named Professor Gorum. He was the invalid, keeping to his bit after time. Here is the reputation down there of being the very learned man. He probably didn't necessarily about a year ago to engage a secretary. The first two that he tried were not successes, but the third Mr. Willoughby Smith. There is a very young man spent from university. He seemed to be just what his employer wanted. I've seen his test of O'Neill's. From the first he was a decent, wild, hard-working villain. Nothing against him at all. And yet, this is the lad who has met his death this morning. In the Professor's statue. He is. I take you to go and tell us he's been murdered. The circumstances can point only to that. I see. Well, you better tell us a little more about the household at the beginning. Well, if you were to search all England, I don't suppose you would find a house no more self-contained. Or free from outside influences. The professor was buried in his work, young Smith, and you, nobody in the neighborhood. And the two women had nothing to take them from the house.
Although the garden gave us only a hundred yards from the main London to Chattanoon Road. Yeah, just among these two women. Who are they? Well, there's an elderly housekeeper, Mrs. Marker, and a maid, Susan Tarleton. I see. This, Susan Tarleton was the only person who was saying a thing positive about the matter. Oh, I'm here. Between 11 and 12. I was hanging some curtains in the upstairs front bedroom, sir. Where was the professor at this time? Oh, professor Kauron was still in bed. When the weather's bad, the idea ever gets up before me day. Huh? Where, sir? I heard Mr. Willow-Bissmith pass along the passage and go down to the study just for all where I was working. A minute or so later, there was a dreadful cry. There's nothing. Just fire. What do you do? Sir, I ran downstairs to the study and there he was, stretched out on the floor. He seemed to be dead, but then he opened his eyes and spoke to me.
He said, the professor, it was she. You mean he, sure, the professor, it was she. No, sir. Just like I told you, the professor, it was she. Well, eh? Did you learn something else at all? I saw the knife, sir. Look, the one you've got there. It used to be on the professor's desk. It was lying on the floor. Thank you, Susan. Now, Mrs. Marker. Yes, sir? You came on the scene, too, I believe. But I wasn't in time to hear him speak, sir. He was dead when I come. What did you do? Well, I left Susan with him and I run up to the professor's room. He was sitting up in bed. Very upset, you know. I said, oh, yes, something terrible. Well, he heard something going on. Mr. Smith's screaming and he knew something awful had happened. So, why do you set me to tell the guard how to go for the police? I'm sorry. Look, the police said, why are you something, Yard? I was down there in a jiffy. I go strict orders for no one to walk on the paths,
reading to the house, or move anything inside. I don't mind saying it was a splendid chance of putting your theories into practice, Mr. Sherlock Holmes. There was really nothing wanting about this case. Except Mr. Sherlock Holmes. Well, I thought of a job did you make of it? The question I asked myself was, how did the murderer get into the house and out again? It was a dream. It must have been by the path in the garden door. Otherwise, Susan would have run into him as she came downstairs. So, I directed my attention to the garden and path. There'd been plenty of rain before the time of the murder. Then as you certainly be signs of any footmarks. And where the? There were no footmarks on the path. So, I next examined the corridor. It's lined with coconut matting and taken no impression of any kind. It's brought me into the study itself. It's a scout of the found his room, the main article is a large writing table with a fixed bureau. The drawers of the bureau were open.
But the cupboard between them locked. It had anything been tell but nothing. The professor assured me that nothing was missing. As to the body of the young man, will I be smith? The stab was on the right side of the neck and from behind. So, it's almost impossible that it could have been self-inflicted. Is there any more evidence of this? There is. Something most important, yes? What are we going to do? A bear of pastime. They were found in the dead man's right hand. They weren't here, he had excellent sight. There can be no question that he snatched them from the face of the assassin. May I see them, did? Ah, they're cute. Very handsome. Solid go. I'll just try them on. Oh, dear me. Extraordinary. Can I tell you anything home? A great deal. Inspector, you had your notebook, of course. Yes. Then pay take it out and write as I dictate. Very well, sir. I'm ready. Write down one thing.
A woman of good address, a child like a lady. She has a remarkably thick nose with eyes which are set close upon either side of it. Yes, yes, yes, yes. She has a pocket-forred, appearing expression and probably round it. She has had recourse to an optician at least twice during the last few months. As her glasses are of remarkable strength and as opticians are not very numerous, there should be no difficulty in tracing her. My shorty smart. Incredible. But meanwhile, have you only more to tell us about the case? Nothing, stones. I think you know as much as I do now. Probably more. It seems such a point to me. No one has suggested a duster for most of. I suppose you can't, Mr. Holmes. There are not in the position to help you. I suppose you want us to come out tomorrow. Please not ask you too much. There's a train from Channing Cross to Chatham in six in the morning.
We should be at Yoxi the old place between eight and nine. Then we shall take it. Well, it's really one now and we'd best get a few hours sleep. I don't stay here in the spec right as you manage on the sofa in front of the farm. Well, that's a very good idea. And I like my spinach lemon, give you a cup of coffee before we start. Oh, yeah. It's special, right? Yeah, very well the wind has caught. That's a relief. Morning, sir. No, it's good. Any news? No, sir, nothing. No reports of any strange air seen about. No, sir. I've just been asking a guy at the railway station. You inquired of the news and ruchings? There's no one who can't be a talented porter. It's only a reason to walk to Chatham. Anyone can stay there without being noticed. You're right, I guess it wasn't. There you go, sir. This is the Mr. Garshan's park. I suppose that's her. I see. Someone has passed along here. My lady must have picked her stitch carefully. Since she'd have let the pack on the park on one hand,
or the soft floor bed on the other. She must have been a cool customer. You say she must have come back this way as well. There's no other way. It was a very remarkable performance. Very remarkable. Well, I think they've exhausted the path. It's better start going doors to the sea with the crime. The position is this. The garden door is usually kept open, so the lady had nothing to do but walk in. The idea of murder was not in her mind. Or she'd have provided herself with a weapon, instead of having to pick up the knife from this writing table here. She came along the corridor, leaving no traces upon the coconut messy. Then she hung herself in this study. What does she do? She goes over to the writing table. What for? Not for the living of the drawers, but nothing is missing. No. It was for something in this bureau.
What's this scratch beside the keyhole? Why didn't you tell me of this hotkin? I noticed it, Mr. Holmes, but you always find scratches around the keyhole. What's it? Just give this is Marker Shykvener. This scratch is a recent hotkin. Quite recent. See how the brass shines where it's cut? Look through my lens. Yes, I see what you mean. An old scratch would be the same color as the surface. Yes, sir. Here's Mrs. Marker, though. Oh, Mrs. Marker. Did you dust this bureau yesterday morning? Yes, sir. Did you notice this scratch? Yes, sir. Here. Oh, no. That wasn't there yesterday. I'm sure of that. Ah. Who is the key of this bureau? The professor peeps it on his watch chain. I see. I understand that this passage connects only with the professor's room and the garbage door. That's right, sir. There are no other doors of it. Oh, thank you, Mrs. Marker. That is all.
Thank you, sir. Making any progress, Mr. Holmes? Certainly. This is what I see. The lady enters the room, advances to the bureau, and either opens it up fires to do so. While she is thus engaged, young will a bit Smith comes in. In her heart it withdraws the key she makes this scratcher from the door. Smith sees it, sir. And she smashes up the nearest object which happens to be the life to spite of him and making that go his own. The blow is a fatal one. She escapes either with or without the object for which he's come. Yes, that seems fair enough. And now it's time we made the acquaintance of the professor. Yes, certainly. Oh, sir, the college author, his room is also lined with coconut matty. This is very important indeed. I don't think I understand. You don't see any bearing upon the case? Well, well, I don't exist. No doubt I'm wrong. Now come and introduce me to the class.
Please excuse the atmosphere, gentlemen, I fear I am a slave to tobacco. Are you a smoker, Mr. Holmes? Yes, indeed. Then I pray. Take a cigarette. Oh, thank you. Dr. Watson. Thank you. I have been specially prepared by ironies of Alexandria. He sends me a thousand at a time, but I agree to say I have to arrange for a fresh supply every four. You knew him. Very bad I admit, but a little man has few pleasures and tobacco and my work. But now, not only tobacco and else, water, vital interaction to my work. Maybe, maybe no it's subject. It is an analysis of the documents found in the Coptic monasteries of Syria and Egypt. It is a work which will cut deep at the very foundations of revealed religion. Really? But we have for seed. Hi, this is Dave Roberts. Heading into summer without a medical emergency kit, that's a risk. Summer calls can linger and getting sick on vacation can derail everything.
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Say $45 with code blue at urgentcarekit.com. Slash blue. Urgentcarekit.com. Slash blue. It's so terrible happening to the young man. What do you think is the better? Mr. Holt. I've not yet met up online. I shall indeed be indebted to you if you can. Throw a light wear all is so dark to a poor bookworm in the lead. Like myself. Such a blow is paralyzing. But you are a man of action and we are fortunate indeed in having you at our side. But do take another cigarette. And there be you. You are even the quickest worker. But I am myself. I am a colonist. And these are excellent cigarettes. A professor call him. What do you imagine this poor fellow meant by his last words? The professor? It was she. Mr. Holt's a homemade Susan, a simple girl.
I fancy the poor fellow moment summit coherent. The various words. And she twisted them into this meaningless message. The eyeglasses. Where did they come from? Oh, Inspector. You're aware that lovedotans may take a strange shape. A fan, a glove, a pair of batts made. Tell me, Professor Codham. What is in the cover of the Bionou in your study? Oh, nothing for me. A family, papers, diplomas, prom universities that have honored me. I think there is the key. Oh, he looked for yourself. Oh, well, no. I hardly think it would help me. No, here is your key, Professor. Thank you. I promise you some nothing to start the game until 12 o'clock. I shall come again there if I may and report anything which may have happened in the year four. Oh, by, by what means by yourself. Oh, you take a few of these cigarettes with you, you? There. Oh, thank you very much.
Well, hello. Have you a clue? Yes, what are you thinking, Professor? It depends upon those cigarette-sized metrics. Perhaps I might be mistaken. The cigarettes, oh, Jim. The cigarettes. I've never seen you smoke so much in my life. Except your pipe is good. Yes, and I hope I shall never have to again, Watson. Ah, yeah, comes for good Mrs. Marca. But any person to give us a few minutes and structure conversations. Mrs. Marca. Yes, Mr. Holmes. I've been wanting to congratulate you on the way you keep up the house. Oh, sir. No, I was just saying as much to my friend, wasn't I, was? Yes, yes. I like how I'm in the world. Very good of you, sir. I'm sure. It must be especially difficult for me, Professor Spurf King, as much as he does. You know, Ash, all over the place and so forth. Oh, you're quite right, sir. Does it, does it never affect his health, his health? Oh, well, that I can't say, sir. But he's appetite. Surely, such head is smokey must kill the appetite. Well, he is variable about how much he eats, I'll say that.
I should think, sir. This morning, for instance, I'll wait a heat of no breakfast, and he'll certainly face no lunch after all the cigarettes I saw him consume. Ah, well, you're out there, sir. Oh, and? Yeah, a specially big breakfast this morning. I don't know when I've known him take a bitter one. You don't, sir. And he's ordered a good dish of cuplets for his lunch. Mind you, I'm surprised, sir. After I saw Mr. Smith lying on that floor yesterday, I've hardly been able to look at food myself. Which you certainly surprised me, Mrs. Parker. And if you were a special lunch, and to prepare, we mustn't keep your mouth shut. No, sir. I was beginning a long night. Good day, just like. Good day. This is my first time. Home, you're working something up. I know the signs. Am I what? Well, well, a tour clerk, we shall return to our vendor professor, and see where my chain of reasoning is taking us. Very punctual indeed, gentlemen.
And now, Mr. Holmes, I'm sure you're looking forward to a few more of my cigarettes. It's very kind of you, Professor Gold. Not at all, sir. Take the chain and help. Oh, oh, I do beg your pardon. It is my own tongues in this sir's heart. I don't have to beg your pardon. No, no, no, no, no, it was my fault. I insist that there will be some of the even-road as far as the focus of the corner. Oh, there. I think we have them. Yes, I think everything cleared up now. Oh, you shouldn't have troubled Mr. Holmes. But tell me now, have you solved this mystery of ours yet? Yes, I've thought that you solved it with our own hand. Indeed, by firmly about it, the garden. No. Here? Here? When? This instant. You are joking surely, Mr. Sherlock Holmes. Professor Kauram, what your motives are, or what exact part you play in the strange business, are not yet able to say.
In a few minutes, I shall probably hear it from your own lips. Meanwhile, I will reconstruct for his past so that you may know the information which I still require. As you wish, yesterday a lady entered your study with the intention of possessing herself of certain documents from your bureau. She had a key of her own. You gave me an opportunity of examining yours, and I do not find on it that slight discoloration, which the scratch would have produced. You were not an accessory, therefore, and she evidently came without your knowledge to rub you. This is most interesting and instructive. But surely, having traced this lady's info, you can also say, what has become of her? I will endeavour to do so. In the first place, she was seized by your secretary and stabbed him in order to escape. This catastrophe, I am inclined to regard as an unhappy accident. Horrified by what she had done, she rushed while there way from the sea. Unfortunately, she had lost her glasses in the scuffle, and as she was extremely short-sighted, she was really helpless but up. She ran down a corridor, which she imagined to be that way, which she had come.
Both were lined with coke and marriage, and too late, realised that she had taken the wrong one. She couldn't go back, she must go off. She pushed open a door and turned herself in your room. Oh, very fine, Mr. Holmes. But there is one little flaw in a splendid theory. I was myself in my room. I am aware of that Professor Coral. And you need to say that I could lie in bed and not be aware that a woman had entered my room. I never said so. You were aware of it. You recognised that. You needed that to escape. You are mad. Where did I help to escape? I think, really she is not. She is there behind that bookcase in the corner. You are right. You are quite right. I am here. I arrest you in the Queen's name for the murder of Willoughby Smith. And I warn you that anything... Yes, sir. I am your prisoner. I could hear everything as I know that you have learned the truth.
It was I who killed that young man. Then you realised. But you are right. You, sir, who said it was an accident. I just don't even know that I heard a knife in my hand. In my despair, I snatched the nearest thing from the table and struck at him to make him let me go. I am sure that is the truth. She better sit down at my room and she looks ill. I have only a little time here and I must tell you the whole truth. Can I know you take this job? Thank you. I am this man's wife. He is not an Englishman. He is a Russian. I will not tell you his name before. I wonder why you think so hard that the rich is life of your sake. It has brought no good to anyone. Least of all yourself, fairly to share what you have to say. I was a foolish girl. When I married this old man in Russia, we were reformers, revolutioners. Then came a time of trouble. A police officer was killed and all of the savings on that... And earn a great reward. My husband betrayed his companions and me with a bomb among our comets.
I was one, I'd say. There was no more unsourished loving. Everything my husband was not he hated violence. He was forever writing to dissuade me from it. My husband found the lit. Which would have saved the man and me from Siberia. He hid the man. So we were convicted. I was at least not long ago. But Alexey is still a convict in the soft-mine think of that. You old business. And I could have killed you in this room, but that's bad. You were always noble. I came to this country with the object of getting those letters. Which would set Alexey free. I knew you would never give them to me, Sergei. So I engaged a private detective who came here as a secretary. He found where the papers were. Get them, got an impression of the thief. Then he would go no further and let's hear. I took my colleagues in both hands and came to get the papers for rest. I succeeded.
But that was a cost. The dying man's words were a professor. It was she. Do I understand then that Smith knew who you were? By a chance I admitted. Near the gate that morning I asked him where the professor called him. They picked it up. In his last breath Smith pited some message to the professor that it was she. But she will be a judge. It was a cost for me. He'll let me finish quickly. After I had killed the young man I ran blindly into this room. My husband stuck up giving me up. I threatened that if he did I should give him away to our party as a leader. For every reason I thought no other he let me hide. In that process behind the book he spent anyone approached. He was able to give me a pass of his own will. It was just a great thing that when the police left off I should sleep away by night and come back no more. General Smith, here all the letters will receive and recieve.
I can find them to your aunt's husband and to your love for justice. Before leaving my house I have taken place in the garden. No, no, no. Please, please, please. A simple case my dear Watson. The Newton's on weighs an instructive one. It changed from the outset on the first name. Without them I'm not sure that we could ever reach that solution. But it was what was all right about the foot marks on the grass birds. When Hopkins here asked me to believe that the intruder had lost her powerful eyeglasses could escape out of the way she had come. Trading carefully along a narrow grass strict I said it down as impossible. I was forced to consider the hypothesis that she had remained within the house. On proceeding the similarity of the two corridors it became clear that she must have entered the professor's room
for those no other hiding place for her. The divisible recess behind the bookcase is a common one in her own libraries. I therefore spoke to great number of those excellent cigarettes and I brought the ash all over the floor in front of the bookcase. When we had ascertained that the professor's consumption of food had increased we returned to his room whereby I have set in the cigarette box I obtained an excellent view of the floor. So you were able to see from places in the ash. But she had come out very quickly while we were absent. Yes, remarkable hopes. Ah, but here we are at sharing class. Well Hopkins, I congratulate you on having brought your case to a successful conclusion. You are going to the art there, Dad. That's right, Professor. Watson, I think you and I will drive together to the Russian Embassy. We have a small castle.
But case of the golden pass, Ney was one of the Sherlock Holmes stories by Saratha Kurnendoyl. I name in real life his Norman Gellie. My friend Carlton Hobbs paid Sherlock Holmes and I was Dr. Watson. And our script for this BBC production from London was by Michael Haldey. You don't seem to see so many pass-through birthdays there. You know I glasses the clip on your nose. But I hope we will be seeing each other about again soon for more of the adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
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