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And now here we are again on our usual.
Visit to Doctor Watson. He's waiting for us in his
study, a cheerful blaze crackling on the heart.
Very relieved to see you, Mr. Manning.
Hasn't the weather been atrocious today?
I was beginning to wonder if you'd be able to get here
tonight through all this fog. Yes, it certainly is what you
Londoners, call a regular pea super.
Indeed, it reminds me of the adventure of the missing
submarine plans, the case that was sold in the underground.
Underground. What you Americans call a
subway? Yes, but what is a solution in a
subway got to do with a foggy night?
Well, you see, the affair started in weather exactly like
this. It was the third week in
November, the year 18195 to be exact.
On Monday, a dense yellow fog had settled down upon London.
On Thursday it was still there, thicker and and murkier than
ever. At first Holmes had turned his
nervous energy to cross indexing his huge reference books.
But when after pushing our breakfast chairs back for the
for the 4th morning, we saw the greasy Browns were still
drifting past the windows, Holmes's patient snapped.
Holmes, if you must pace around in circles, I wish you'd change
directions now and then. You're it's making me dizzy.
It's inexcusable, Watson. Inexcusable.
No initiative, no imagination. Nothing ever gets.
Done. If you're alluding to the
inactivity in this last session of Parliament, my dear, I'm not.
Speaking of our lawmakers, Watson, but of our lawbreakers,
the London criminal is certainly a dull fellow.
Makes you say that. Well, look out.
Of the window I deal, whether for committing a crime, the
criminal advances and his intended victim practically
unseen. He pounces and disappears into
thin air. There have been numerous petty
theft. Hardly.
Petty set Pickpockets. Ragamuffins.
What's the country coming to now If I were a criminal, Watson?
I, for one, would move to America.
No. Hello.
Missus Hudson's knocking.
Excited. What's up, I wonder?
Yes, Missus Hudson. What is it?
Oh, a telegram for me. Yes, Sir.
Very well. Thank you.
Oh well, what's it say I'll? Wait until I open it, can't you?
Ah, dear me, what next? Most unusual, Watson.
Most unusual. What's most unusual, Watson?
What's it say? No, It's from my brother
Mycroft. You remember him?
He helped us solve the case of the Greek interpreter.
He's coming here. Why not?
What's so phenomenal? Why not?
Why not, indeed? It's as startling as it would be
to meet a tram car coming down a country lane.
Yes, yes. Now, I come to think of it,
Mycroft is rather like a tram car.
His rails lead from his Pell Mall lodgings to the Diogenes
Club in Whitehall. That's his circle.
I wonder what upheaval could have derailed it.
Doesn't the telegram explain? It says must see you about
Cadagan W coming at once. Cadagan West Dagan W Why, that's
the young chapels found dead in the Underground on Tuesday
morning. I remember reading about it in
the papers. Oh the.
Young man had apparently fallen out of a train and and killed
himself. He hadn't been robbed and there
was no reason to suspect violence.
Quite an uninteresting case, if I remember correct yet.
It's serious enough to cause my craft to alter his habits.
No. What?
This must be an extraordinary event.
Do you recall any other facts about the affair?
Yes, I come to think that there was 1 unusual bit about came out
of the inquest. They were unable to ascertain at
what point he entered the train because his ticket was missing.
Strange, but articles were found on the body. £2.15 I believe it
was a cheque book and Oh yes yes there's two dress circle tickets
for the Woolwich Theatre dated for that evening.
Theatre tickets. And it wasn't suicide.
A man doesn't procure 30 theatre tickets for the evening on which
he intends to end his life. Anything else?
A. Small packet of technical paper.
Technical papers? What kind of technical papers?
The newspapers didn't say. As serious as that, what did the
young man do? Where was he employed?
He was. A clerk at Woolidge.
Government employee, There we have it.
Watson. British government, Woolidge,
Arsenal technical papers. That's why Mycroft is involved
in this. Affair.
I don't understand. No, I suppose not.
Watson. Have I ever told you what
Mycroft is? Your brother, of course.
No, no, no. Watson, do you have to be so
dense? I mean, do you know what he
does? I seem to have some vague
recollection that you once told me that he'd held some small
office under the British government.
It would be more accurate to say, in a way, that he is the
British government, what his position is unique.
He made it for himself. Is the tidiest and most orderly
brain of any man alive, with a great capacity for storing facts
and giving them the proper interpretation.
The conclusions of every government department are passed
on to him. He's the central exchange, the
clearing house. Again and again his word is
decided, the national policy. He thinks of nothing else.
Nothing else can lure him from his contemplation.
Yet he's. Coming.
Here, yes, Jupiter is descending on us today.
What on Earth? Come in heaven.
And Watson? That sounds suspiciously like a
bad pun. Ah, here he is, if I'm not
mistaken, to speak for himself. Come in, come in.
Hello, my craft. What's up?
You look clustered.
Most annoying business, Sherlock.
Most annoying. You know how I dislike haltering
my habits? Extremely awkward for me to come
away from the office, particularly with Siam.
This present state? Dear me.
Sit down, my craft. Sit down.
You know what's and, of course. I'm trying to find a chair that
I can just hold me I. Better take the sofa.
You certainly haven't got any thinner.
I've. Never seen the Prime Minister so
upset the Admiralty. It's buzzing like an upset
beehive. Do you know anything about the
case? Watson just been telling me what
was in the newspapers, just what were the technical papers found
on the body Sherlock. For the love of heaven, not so
loud. Those papers which so wretched
youth had in his pocket were none other than the plans of the
Bruce Partington submarine as a submarine which would completely
revolutionize naval warfare. The most important papers in our
government archives under no circumstances could to be
removed from the office. Even the chief constructor of
the Navy was forced to go to Woolwich if he desired to
consult them. And yet we find them in the
pockets of a dead Junior attack in the heart of London.
Yeah, from an official point of view.
It's deplorable, my dear, my crop simply deplorable.
You may laugh, Sherlock, but this country won't be safe until
they're recovered. I thought you said that they
were found in the pocket of this chap Cadogan.
W 10 papers taken from Woolwich Seven were found pockets of
Cadogan. W for you're still missing the
three essential ones. To recover those three papers is
imperative the peace of Europe. Depends on nice little problem a
Watson. Why did Cadogan W take the
papers? How did he die?
How did his body reach the place where it was found?
And where are the missing papers?
Find the answer to those questions, Sherlock, and you'll
have done your country an invaluable service.
Why don't you solve it yourself, Mycroft?
I believe you could. Possibly it's a question of
digging out details. Give me the details and I can
give you the solution from an armchair.
No. When it comes to running about
and cross, questioning railway guards and lying on one's face
with a lens to one's eye, No, no, that's not my major.
Besides your your figure prevents your taking such an
undignified position, eh? Very well.
Leave that part of it, was eh, Watson.
Good, I've got a cab waiting outside to take the place where
the body was found. I can give you the details on
the way. Now my Croft, who was the
official guardian of these famous papers?
No lesser personage than Sir James Walder, gentleman who's
grown grey in the service. His patriotism is beyond
suspicion. And that's not, if I'm not
mistaken, lips with his brother. Yes.
Here's the House of Admiral Sinclair at Barkley Square
during the whole of the evening when this accident occurred.
The Admiral vouchers for him. He's one of the two who have the
only keys to save. And his keep is with him all
evening. Right.
His key. The key to the building.
The key to the room. Who?
Was the man with the other key. The Senior Clerk Mr. Sidney
Johnson, man of 40, married, silent, morose, with an
excellent service record. Any alibi?
He too had his ski with him. Seems to have spent the evening
playing a game of drafts with a greengrocer around the corner.
From his lodgings, of course, he has only the word of his
greengrocer. To Beck him.
Oh, come, come, my dear Mycroft. No class discriminations,
please. The word of a greengrocer is
often just as good as that of an Admiral.
But what about Cadogan West? He had a good reputation, bit
hot headed, but straight and honest.
At least everyone thought so. He was next to City Johnson at
the office. His duties brought him into
daily personal contact with the plans.
No one else ever had the handling of them.
Oh, it's perfectly clear. He must have taken.
Not so fast. Watson, Not so fast.
We locked them up that night. Mr. Sidney Johnson.
They were a value commercially, I mean.
Oh yes, there's no doubt that W could have got several thousands
for them very easily. And yet, only a small amount of
money was found on the body, perhaps.
The buyer took it back after he'd murdered West.
What puzzles me is how did W obtain possession of those
papers? To do so, he must have had a
false key. Several false keys, Sherlock.
He had to open the building and the room as.
Well, well, well, well. Several false keys then.
Let me see, Let me see. Suppose W did take the papers
and went into town on the way back to Woolidge, where he is
hoping to replace the papers he's killed and thrown from the
train. But the spot.
Where the body was found is considerably past the station
for London Bridge, which is the route to Woolidge.
It's interesting also, if Young W did make an appointment with
some foreign agent to sell the papers that night, why didn't he
keep the evening clear? Why Buy 2 Theatre Tickets?
Exactly. Furthermore, he actually
escorted his fiancee halfway there before he disappeared.
Blind. That's what it looks like to.
Me. Why did you take the papers at
all? Why not copy them out in the
office and sell the copies? He certainly had plenty of
opportunity to do so. And why the absence of his
underground ticket? Perhaps the ticket would have
shown us which station was near the agent's house, so the
murderer destroyed it. Good, Watson, Very good.
And yet. I wonder well.
Here's the underground station The railway authorities have
sent a man round to show the exact place where the body was.
Found You won't change your mind and come with us.
We're crawling around that black hole on my hands and knees.
Not very likely. Well, I should expect a report
on your efforts this evening. I never expect too much.
My craft never expect too much. Before we follow Holmes and
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Step right along the tracks. That it isn't safe, supposing a
train should come shooting around that curve.
Oh, that's all right, Sir. There won't be another for 5
minutes anyway. Here we are, Sir.
This is where they found the body, right here, alongside the
rails lying on its face it. Was spooky old place homes like
the catacombs, only without the skeletons?
Anything in his hands when they found him now, Sir?
Were they clenched or spread out as if he were protecting
himself? Now, Sir, there was what you
might call relax. What time did all this happen?
Well, Sir, the trainee was oystered out of as near as we
can figure passed along here about midnight on Monday.
All the carriages have been examined for signs of violence,
I suppose. And he didn't find nothing, not
even the missing ticket. There was a passenger to Allgate
on the ordinary train about 11:40.
It was, he said he'd heard a heavy, sad, like something
striking the line just before the train reached this station.
But it was so foggy. He said he was blessed if he
could see what it. Was home.
What's the matter? What are you staring?
At the curve, Watson, whatever the rails.
Whatever. What do you?
Mean.
I suppose there not many curves as abrupt as this.
No. So I can't say as there is.
What have curves got to do with it?
An indication Watson million indication, unique, perfectly
unique and yet why not, I don't see any indications of bleeding
on the line. No.
So there wasn't any to speak of. But I understand there was a
considerable wound. The bound was.
Crashed right in that. Holmes, you hear that?
It's a train. It's it's coming this way.
Run to. Run to your life in a place.
Where? The train switches on what to
run. It's just around the curve well.
We'll never make it. Yes, we will.
Faster. Faster.
There's the switch up. Come on.
Here comes the train. Now we'll make it.
We'll make it. Ah, Justin Watson.
For the love of heaven, you're on the wrong track.
That was a narrow escape, Holmes.
I must say my knees are still shaking.
Look at the shoulder of my coat where you pull it.
There lucky thing for you that I did.
Where are we off to now? And then there's fog.
Yes, it's a nice afternoon. Suppose we pay a few calls.
I think Sir James Walter claims our first attention After that.
Be my drop in on Miss Westbury, Miss.
Westbury. Who's she?
She is Cadogan West's fiance and the last person to see him
alive. We seem to be going around in
circles. We've encompassed absolutely
nothing so far, except to get to us to get ourselves nearly
annihilated in the underground. After all, it's perfectly
obvious the young man had a quarrel with someone, in all
probability the agent to whom he sold the papers and got himself
thrown out of the rail with carriage for his.
Pay I disagree with you Mandy Watson.
His body fell from the roof of the carriage where it had been
placed. Cadogan W met his death
elsewhere. The roof.
Of the train, consider. The facts, Watson A.
The curve in the tracks, The body is found at a spot where
the train pitches and sways as it comes around the points.
B, there's no ticket. C There were no signs of
bleeding on the line because the body had bled elsewhere, of
course. Everything fits together but but
where was the body placed on the train?
I think I can make a fair guess of that.
My dear Watson, here we are. This is the famous official
villa of Sir James Walter. And that, if I'm not mistaken,
is his brother, Colonel Valentine just coming out of the
house. I'm familiar with a Manny.
He looks possibly haunted. Pardon me, Colonel Valentine,
but can you tell me if if Sir James is at home?
Sir James Sir Sir James is dead. Good heavens, dead.
He died this morning. It's terrible.
Terrible. How did he die?
It's this horrible. Scandal.
My brother Sir was very sensitive of his honour.
He couldn't survive the disgrace to his department.
It broke his heart. Pardon me, Jacob Heimus go.
It broke his heart. Most appalling development, Hey,
Holmes? I wonder if his death was
natural or if the poor fellow killed himself.
Yes. Will you tell Miss Westbrook Mr.
Sherlock Holmes would like to see her?
Oh. Please come in gentlemen.
I'm Violet Westbury. Mr. Holmes, I've been expecting
you ever since I heard you had taken the case.
Please be seated. Thank you.
Oh Mr. Holmes, we we must save his good name.
He couldn't have done it. God, Duggan was the most
chivalous patriotic gentleman on earth.
He couldn't have done it. He would have cut his right hand
off rather than sell a state. Secret but the facts, my dear
Miss Westbury. I admit I can't explain them.
Was he in need of money? No Mr. Holmes.
His need was simple and his salary very good.
He'd saved several 100 lbs. We were to.
Be married at the New Year. I see.
Had you noticed any signs of mental excitement?
Well, well, that is. Come Miss Westbury B Frank with
us. Yes, Mr. Holmes.
That night I I had a feeling that there was something on his
mind. Tell us about it, will you?
We. Were on the way to the theatre.
It was a foggy night. You remember.
We were walking slowly. Our weight took us close to his
office. Cadogan seems thoughtful and
worried. Darling, what's the matter?
You haven't said a word for the last five minutes.
Have I said or done something of?
Course not silly, it's just that I've got something on my mind.
Why not tell me about it? Perhaps I can help.
It's no use fire. It's too serious for me to talk
about, even to you. You know, sometimes Katie, I
feel just the least little bit jealous of that old job of yours
when you're cooped up in that building all day.
No, you're not going to be jealous of a building.
Well, not really. But it is funny to think of a
husband hearing secrets he can't tell his wife.
Mighty important secrets, I can promise you.
There's one in particular that any foreign spy would pay good
money to get hold of. How thrilling.
And I don't know an awfully slack about some things over
there in that building, Violet. What's too slack?
It would be too. Confounded.
Easy for a trader to get his hands on those plans.
What plan? Never mind, darling.
I guess I'm getting a bit melodramatic.
There's something been worrying me.
Hello. What's that?
What's what? Over there?
That shadow moving along the side of the building.
It's a man. So that's it I always suspected.
What's the matter? You're so excited.
What's wrong? Stay here, Violet.
There's something I have to find out?
Stay here. I waited, waited, but he never
returned. Well, Mr. Holmes, if you could
only save his honor. It meant so much to him.
We. Shall do our best, Miss
Westbrook. This the shadow, this man moving
along the building. Did you see it too?
I think I did, Mr. Holmes, but the night was so foggy I can't
be sure. But there must have been a man,
Another man. It couldn't have been Cadogan.
Sure, the character goes for something.
Let us hope so. Come along, Watson.
We must return home. I'm expecting an answer to some
telegrams I sent my craft earlier this afternoon.
We've done enough for one day. Holmes, what have you been all
day? You've left this morning for?
I was up. Now you've come home with your
towel or eye, your suit on and as ravenous as a wolf.
Yes, I've had a bit of exercise. My dear Watson, pass me the
tongue, will you? They would have done.
You've got to go along. Yes, what were you?
Doing investigating the premises inhabited my foreign spies known
to have been in London on last Monday, my craft sent me a list
of them. Took a bit of doing too.
Climbing walls, breaking into Cellars, prowling around
rooftops. I discovered there was only one
residence which had the proper facilities for disposing of
West's body after the murder. It belongs to a Hugo Oberstein.
The address is 13 Caulfield Gardens, Kentington.
The gentleman himself has departed for Europe.
Gone has he? He took the plans with him.
It's it's too late. Not.
Necessarily, Watson, what can we do?
Now we're. Going to keep a rendezvous with
the gentleman who stole and sold those plans.
The assignation will take place at Mr. Oberstein's house this
evening at 9:00. What?
The Do you see you talking? About these newspaper clippings,
I found them in the drawer of Hugo Oberstein's desk.
Read them. Daily Telegraph agony column.
The first one says too complex with description.
Must have full report terms. Agreed too, payable when goods
delivered. Sign Pero Piero indeed sounds
like a Mardi Gras. No, Read On wasn't.
Read On second goes matter, presses must withdraw for unless
contract completed. Piero.
Again, and the last day did Monday, the day the crime is
committed. Monday night after 9-2 taps
payment and hard cash, I say do you think it was submarine that
the plans that he was buying? I'm almost positive, and Piero
was Overstein himself, but you'll find out for certain this
evening. I've invited the gentleman who
sold the papers to meet us. How I don't understand.
Said this advertisement in today's Daily Telegraph tonight.
Same hour, same place, two taps. Vitally important.
Your own safety at stake. Sign Piero as usual.
By George, if he. Answers that we've, we've.
Got him. Unless we're too late.
Come along, Watson. There's no time to lose.
You can take this passage package for a change.
I'll I've been carrying it around all day.
What's in it? Oh, just a Jemmy, a Dark
Lantern, a chisel, and a revolver.
Nice equipment for a respectable citizen to be caring about the
streets of London. I must.
Say you know, Watson, there are times when I suspect we aren't
quite respectable. Here we are.
This is Coffee Gardens. Kevin's are.
So, Foggy, I shouldn't like to be caught in the active house
breaking, yeah. Oh, this Walt Watson.
There's a window we can usually pry open in the back.
Scale it well. Come on, hurry up.
Hurry up. There's no time to lose.
Here. Here, I'll give you a boost.
Come on. That's it.
Look out. Here I come.
I. Must say, Holmes, you're dead as
a cat. It's uncanny.
This is the window, right? The Lantern and give me the
Jimmy 1/2. Mr. Holmes Yamagam runs right
past here, almost on the level of these windows.
I could have reached out and touched it.
Yeah, it's quite convenient, wasn't it?
It was here. The body was placed on the roof
of the train. Kind of this look on this window
sill. You can see the soot is blurred
with the rest of the body. And here, look here, look, look.
This brown stain is blood. Nasty.
Let's Let's get on into the house.
Very. Well then, come along, Come
along. The window's open.
Easy, easy. Don't break the glass.
Supposing. Overstein should happen to
return. Home.
We must take our chances in this business.
Come along Watson, come along. Our visitor will expect to be
let in by the front door. I.
Wish these stairs didn't didn't squeak so. 9:00 We can expect
him at any moment Now. You take your position on one
side of the door. I'll be on the other.
We can punch on him when he enters.
I'll throw my great coat over his head, she Daria.
Shh, Watson. I wonder.
What if he doesn't? Come there he is.
Ready now. I'll open the door.
You wanted me? No, you don't take that easy,
Watson. Easy, all right.
Holmes, I've got him. Well, let's take a look at that
catch. Take the over.
Go away, Watson, right? Hi, it's Colonel Valentine Walk,
Walter. She changes.
Bra. Quite well done.
One of you to save yourself. Why did you steal the Bruce
Paddington plans? Oh, you.
What do you know about this? I am Sherlock Holmes and I know
everything. Oh, this is terrible.
I'm not. I didn't realize that importance
until my brother killed himself. But I needed the money.
I had to have it. Obstine offered to give it to me
if I'd let him see the plan. So you took an impression of
your brother's key, opened the safe, and procured the papers.
Gadag and West saw you leaving the building, followed you here,
and you killed him. No, I didn't do that.
I swear I didn't do it. No.
And perhaps you better tell us who did murder Gadag and West
and placed him on the roof of the railway carriage.
I'll tell you. I promise you I will.
I did the rest. I confess it.
But. But not that very well.
Then how did it happen? I got the papers, as you've
discovered, made my way through the fog until I reached the door
once or twice. I fancied I was being followed.
I could hear footsteps on the pavement behind me.
Colonel Alder, yes, you have the papers.
Yes, let me in quick. I think someone's been following
me. Yes, it's me.
You can't do this. Valentine it's freezing.
Hurray do here. No.
You can't sell the papers. Valentine, I won't let you.
They should see. Look out where?
How do you like that, my impetuous young friend Papa
Oversteam? He knows how to use a Fletcher
You. You.
You've killed him. So it's murder.
I got to get out of this. Oh no, I think different.
You will come in here if you do not wish to taste the blackjack
too. But I I.
That is better. Oh.
What can we do? They'll find the body.
I have an idea. First I look at those papers, I
take the ones I want, and the rest you put in the pocket of
this foolish young man. And then we give him a nice ride
on top of the underground train. No.
He will be the guilty one. Who will ever know?
What a thoroughly unpleasant gentleman.
What a pity that he got away with the papers, Doctor Watson.
But he didn't. Oberstein had left a Paris
forwarding address with Colonel Walters.
That gentleman sent him a letter dictated by Holmes, saying that
he had discovered that one essential detail in the plans
was missing and that he had procured A tracing which would
make it complete for a price. And that Oberstein swallowed the
bait. Did he swallow it?
He was arrested as he got off the boat at Folks some weeks
later. I learned, incidentally, that
Holmes had spent a day at Windsor Castle and returned with
a remarkably fine emerald type in.
When I asked him where he got it, he answered it was just a
small presence from a certain gracious little old lady for
whom he'd been able to do a small favour.
Yes, and I think I can guess the lady's August name.
Elementary, my dear Mr. Manning elementary.
I see. Ladies and gentlemen, in just a
moment, Doctor Watson will be back to tell us about next
week's story. In the meantime, let us repeat.
Watch out for colds. At the first sign of a cold,
take Grove's Bromo Quinine tablets.
Bromo Quinine tablets are made especially for the relief of
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Yes. At the very first sneeze or
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Next week, I think I'll tell you the story of the lion.
'S mane. The lion's mane.
What was that Doctor Watson? The answer to that question, Mr.
Manning, almost stumped Sherlock Holmes insult.
Suffice it to say that they were the last words gasped out by a
dying man as he lay writhing in agony on the sands of the Sussex
coast. You have been listening to a
Sherlock. Holmes Adventure adapted from
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's story. The Bruce Partington plans with
Dazzle Rathbone as Sherlock Holmes and Nigel Bruce as Doctor
Watson. The dramatization was by Edith
Miser. This program is presented from
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This is Knox Manning speaking. This is the National
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