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So suppose I ask you about tonight's new Sherlock Holmes advances, Well, my boys.

I told you last week the story took place in the foul alleyways of Limehouse.

It was there on a foggy December evening in eighteen hundred.

And ninety that my story began.

An old friend and patient of mine, I So Whitney, had disappeared and his distraught wife would come to me for help.

Knowing the man to be the victim of the shocking habit of making opium, I.

Suspected that I might find him in one of the vile.

Dens inhabited by the dregs of the waterfront, and so mis about tell.

About five o'clock on that December evening, I began my search.

After an our fruitless wanderings, I found myself in a vile alley called Upper Swandham Lane.

I could hear the distant moans of the river boats as I walked, eyes alert, and hand on the revolver in my coat put.

Suddenly I saw.

A steep flight of steps.

Leading down to a black gap, like a mouth of a cave.

I walked down.

The steps were worn hollow in the center by the ceaseless tread of stumbling feet.

I reached the bottom.

A door faced me.

In Above it a fricking oil lamp wren't warning to men.

I found the latch and lifted it.

The door s creaked up and protesting me, and I entered.

There was a tinkle of Chinese windows.

As I walked towards a long, low room.

A strange sight met my eyes.

Through the gloom, thick and heavy with a brown opium smoke, I saw that the room was terraced with.

Wooden bursts, like the forecastle of an elegant ship.

Out of the shadows they glimmered little red circles of light, now bright, now faint as a burning poison, waxed or waned in the metal pipes.

Bodies lay in strange fantastic poses, bowed shoulders, bent knees, heads thrown back.

The tendant came up to me with a pipe and beckoned me to an empty birth.

I haven't come here to smoke your filthy drug.

I'm looking for a friend.

Misteries of Witnes nought me still wheat me here.

I'm going to search the place.

You must not disturb the pin carrying a revolver, so you'd better not argue with me.

My good man, out of the way.

I searched a filthy den, but found no trace of my missing friend.

As I was leaving despair, a long shaking hand reached out and plucked at my sleeve.

I turned, and there, sprawling a berth, was the wreckage of a man, his gaunt face, yellow and twitchy, his clothes filthy and ragged, and the pupil of his eyes pinpoints.

He spoke to me in a thin, quavering.

Get me out of here.

Now look here, my man.

Don't say you governor, and you got darge.

Please help me.

Come take you out of here.

Start you think I'm vomited?

You what most you expect if you're indulge this filthy habits.

Take you out of here, Governor.

I'll go straight this time, cross me out.

I will well come along with me.

I suppose it's my duty to help you.

Pleasure give me your arm.

You cannot take him.

You owe me money.

That's a breeding lie.

I'll tell him what I'm coming on.

He cannot go with you with you.

Remember what I said about my revolver, you blackguard.

We're having them more trouble with you.

I'll fetch the police.

Come along.

He owe me money, He owe me money, Governor.

Off you didn't.

Now look here, my good ma'am.

I'll give you a.

Square meal, some advice and some medical attention.

But the rest till I'm the advice Watson.

But I'll take you up on that square meal homes.

Yes, I better get to see you all, fellow.

What brought you to that opid den of iniquity?

Oh me up?

I want to find a friend and I an anime.

Your disguise is wonderful, completely fooled men.

But I'm afraid that proprid of was beginning to penetrate it.

That's why I staged the little rest you've seen, and I've been recognized.

My life wouldn't mean it worth an hour's purchased?

How long had you been there?

Why were you there?

Come on, Holmes, tell me all about it.

A pleasure, old chap the first, let's find a chop house.

I want that square meal, you promise me an excellent Neil Watson.

They're surprisingly good for such a surely looking place.

Well, Holmes, now perhaps you will tell me what you were doing in that opium den.

I've already told you my story.

I'm shadowing the most unusual criminal and then who haunts yous.

Yet I know that he himself is not an addict.

I don't see if he were a criminal about that you might be looking for thriller.

Perhaps he's one of those writer fellows or something.

But this man pretends to be an addict.

I've watched him closely.

He fixes smoking and grease paint has enabled him to simulate the characteristic color of a drug.

Victim even affects the typical mennerism of no scratching.

But it's his eyes that give him away.

The pupils a wide open exactly, old fellow, Whereas if you were really addicted to the drug, they would, as you know, be contacted.

I myself always treat my eyes with a special one of a special kind of drop on the occasion when the woman I have to enter these deads.

Why does a man haunt to helpe him then?

In order not to smoke that man, Dear Watson, is the problem that I intend to solve.

Perhaps the fellows a policeman or a private detective like your self, Holmes.

I've already checked on those possibilities.

No, Watson, believe there is only one answer.

I believe the man is planning a murder, a murder setting for a murder.

Here victim is an addict, drugged and helpless.

Your witnesses there are in an equal state of the futtlement.

The party is anxious to cover off the crime because of the police.

Yes, now the question is who is the intended victim that my dear watching is why I've been shadowing this man unfortunately was not present in the Then we just left, but I intend to continue my search homes.

Can I help you?

My My wife's a wetler.

A long time since we were on a kiddy sponsibly delighted, my dear Chap.

I've missed you sadly during the past few.

Months, and I you Holmes, what's the next move?

Back to Baker Street?

Okalo.

My disguise is wearing thin, and I must contrive a new one.

You disguise, eh, Well, which one shall it be?

Watson?

How about the old flower Sellar?

I love that one.

Well it's pretty.

No, no, no, my dear fellow.

Now hardly appropriate for an opium dinner in any case.

The clothes, there's a wretchedly uncomfortable.

Well how about the music halls were Chap?

Yes?

Oh, I don't want to be behind the same side.

I don't want to be It's hard to say.

I don't want to.

Struggle along the from from from where the brass band plays totally on pole, cons founded.

Who can that be if you weren't expect in my way?

Now this is just like the old days, the doorbell ringing, Missus Hudson toddling off and bringing up some poor devil in trouble and a fellow.

Don't tell me that you're repentive marriage No, of.

Course on homes there's a perfect darling, and I couldn't be happier just the same.

It's rather fun to be back here again.

Allen.

Yes, missus Hudson.

He's a gentleman, said, he gives me this card, says he's very anxious to see you.

Wayne J.

Layton, President Layton Corporations, Chicada of the United States.

Ask him to come up with you, Missus Hudson.

Hi, sir, Well it's quite the cold times to see.

You back here.

Dr Just what I was saying myself.

This is he's taking a scribbled of message on his card.

If a thousand pounds for a week's work interests you, you'll see me a thousand pounds, big fish, Watson, very big fish.

Thank you.

Oh how do you do, mister Layton?

I guess you're Sherlock Holmes.

You guessed, correct?

You sir, excuse me, I'm mister Holmes.

Sit down, won't youse Clayton.

My name's what's dr Watson?

I'm sure Holmes is Collie.

Yes, I've heard about you too, Like a cigar doctor.

It's a good one.

Send me back three shillings, spend it and non is to Layton?

May I ask what brings you again?

I'll talk fast and to the point.

I'm a business man.

I love to do things in a business way.

I have a chance to control the Guano de Buzzes, the Republic of San Pedro, the Minnesota be in.

London tomorrow, and if it weren't for one thing, I know that I could swing the deal and get the concession.

And what is that one thing, mister Layton?

The deal is secretcy I thought no one.

Knew about it, But when I got here, I found out that my biggest business rival has gotten wind of what's going on.

He's an English I've never met him, but he's right here in London.

I am not going to tell you his name, not until you give me your word that you'll work for me.

That's what you wish me to do, mister Layton.

Get this rival of mine and keep him out of circulation for a week.

I don't care how you do it, and I won't ask which time I'll give you the other half of this five hundred pounds I proper with me, good Scott.

What you use to layton his hat and bloods?

That's it?

Thanks, no fellow, goodbye, sir.

What are you doing throwing me out?

I can't think where you gathered the impression that I indulged in kidnapping.

Once again, goodbyser, And here's so you can take back your cigar.

Hell, if you don't want some us in moneils, who'll find someone else that does.

This is the last you'll say of me, mister Hall.

Life is full of little consolations.

Hmm.

People seem to think that money can run.

That's your foot, mister Laytons.

That I've been seeking a man who pretends to be an opium smoker.

While basis you'll let him get away here, I'll go after him.

No, no, no, no, don't, buddy, I've already arranged for that.

Oh ha.

When I left the room just not to talk to MISSU Hudson, I was intending to tell her to summon some of my dam the street urchins.

You know what theyke a street to regulars.

When she informed me that Haffa does not them.

We're in the kitchen at this very moment, by taking one of her incomfortable staking to replies, the rest should be obvious.

Reference trusts to wow of them to shout up to Laton when.

He left her elementary.

My dear Watson, Oh, don't tell me that Layton back again.

No, I think not.

I should say that at the moment he's just about out of the front door.

No, I think we shall have another visitor.

And judging by the commotion, the incoming and the outgoing visitors know each other and are not on the best term.

That sounds to Mears of her having a fight.

It comes Miss Hudson to tell us about it.

I mean, King, mister Holmes, you've got another visitor.

So I gathered missus Hudson.

You gave my instructions to one of the boys.

I did that young Wiggins was going to follow.

Gentlemen, Missus Hudson, What was all that commotion about downstairs?

Just now?

It was the two gentlemen shouting at each other, him that was leaving and the one that was sweeten on the doorstick.

Who is our new visitor, Missus Hudson, here's his cat.

Oh thank you, Linton Chumley, nine Belgrave Square.

Well ask him to come up, WILLI, missus Hudson, very well?

One thing more?

Yes, A please instruct another of the Baker's treaty regulars to follow this Linton Chumley when he leaves here and report me.

Ah, you're taking no chances Herms.

You're having this fellow shadow too.

Leyton is a potential murderer, and that I'm convinced this mister Chumley might possibly be his intended victim while we're talking to him.

What's now, fellow?

I want you to be sure to look at the condition of his eyes.

Certainly will come in.

Oh, good evening, Missus Chumley.

Why you, mister Sherlock, hurry and this is my colleague, doctor Watson.

How do you do, sir?

That was Wayne Layton?

That will just look here?

Or wasn't it?

I want to sit down, sir, I thank you.

I don't want to sit down right.

You needn't answer my question.

But I know it was Leyton.

I've never met him, but I've seen his picture in the Newspapersal.

Very well, mensir, it was Wayne Layton.

Ah, I know why he came to you.

He's he's trying to have me put out of the way while he closes that deal on the San Peter and Guana concession.

Now look here, Holmes, you've got to be on my side.

Whatever I see.

He offered you to dispose of me, I'll double it if you will take care of him for a few days.

Dear me, this is becoming monotonous.

What's the hatt and clowns?

Thank you, old Chap.

That's right, Good night, mister Chumley.

Look here, Holmes, I'll trouble his fee.

I'll part truthfully.

My idea, mister Chumley, I have accepted no fee from mister Layton.

I don't prefers to accept one from you, your hatt and love, sir.

That man is out to kill me.

Holmes.

Well, if you won't help me, I'll go through the pully.

That's an excellent idea, is chummy again?

Good night?

Did you notice his eyes?

What's me?

If the pupils were contracted, he's obviously no feel man and also a potential copse.

What do we do now?

Wait for the irregulars to a partner.

You return home for your medical bag.

I have a feeling that you'll need it before the night desired.

Then come back here.

I've gone.

Before your return, I'll send one of the irregulars to bring you to wherever I may be.

Wait until you receive a message from me on your way.

Old chap does work ahead of.

Us, Wiggins, you're certain this is the place that Miss Tom's told you to bring.

Me to, Yes, Doctor Watson, the corner of Swandam Line and Bexel Street.

Mystery.

I'm said, this is fudd aw right.

I don't see any syno him.

Hello, this old woman coming to ddses.

So that's the disguise each other.

Spare me a few conference lett she tas something awful eyes it's a bite of food, all say.

You can't fool me this time.

As a matter of fact, your makeup doesn't been convincing.

You hardly look like a woman, and nobody's nose could be quite as red as that does.

Look like a woman, says Hi, it's too red.

Fan, Sorry, madam, I didn't mean to do the whole show.

Where made you get?

You a bit of what poor right?

Didn't boxing your ears and always say about it?

Aren't you bought your ship at this time of night, because I'm not a sailor, Watson.

It's mister Rounds who like Heaven's homes.

I wish you you wouldn't confuse me likeness.

I've never recognized you, I dear Watson.

When you're able to recognize me, indeed, be the king at the end.

When your eagle eye penetrates my disguise, I shall realize that my retirement is imminent.

But enough of this.

See that house opposite you'll be in the ramshackle place with a broken tiled roof.

Yes, I gave you irregulous instructions to let me know at once if our two quarries ever entered the same house, but at one time, then inside there now, and I'm going in after THEO.

Be careful, Homes, I better come along with you.

Comes to your mister house, certainly not.

We'll keep watch out.

Chide.

If I needing a help off, smash one of the windows, and then you can come in after me.

Wait here for me.

I don't expect I'll be very long.

I'll be here, Homes, don't worry about me.

Just take good care of yourself.

It's one o'clock.

I'm no wigans he's been in there half an hour.

I'm beginning to get worried, start going off.

No, no, no, Wiggans.

You know mister Holmes, when he gives orders, he likes them for help.

See watching your house, Wiggins.

We are the five minutes helpful.

Please watch as all right, homes all right.

You have searched my house from basement to rekick.

Why do you not give up?

I'll tell you what getting There has been no one.

Here tonight that my friend came in here half an hour.

I saw him, and before that, two other men.

Are known to have come in here.

If that is sold, then where are the three men cannot done it?

That's just the point, you scoundrel, out of know where.

I'm going to search this hubble again.

I'm not leaving here until I find mister Shellock Holmes.

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And now back to doctor Watson and tonight's story the eyes of mister Layton.

Well, what happened next?

Doctor?

When you search the house for the second time, did you find any trace of Sherlock Holmes, of the two rival businessmen?

I'm afraid I didn't.

What did you do?

I told Wiggims to report the matter to the nearest police station, and then rattled back to Baker Street at a handsome cab as fast as I could.

When I arrived at the old familiar doorstep, I wrenched the bell in a frenzy of anxiety.

Finally the door opened.

Let's took missus Hudson after watching?

Which is it?

Sir?

Oh, you're as white as a ghost.

Mister Holmes, is he here?

I said, come in half an hour ago?

He was just as a sailor and was half carrying some drunken friend of this.

Oh, thank heavens, he said, I'll go up all right, Sir Holmes, I can't tell you how glad I am to seeler.

Who's that lying on the sofa?

Oh I'm pretty bag button.

Oh I'm afraid the poor devils done for it's got it's Wayne Lake and the American Fuller.

The knife wound between his rips.

See what you can do a point with.

Him right extre at home.

You said that Layton was a potential murderer, and now he's a.

Victim himself the bitter bit.

Yes, he's still breathing me.

He hasn't a chance A time was an injection of Stickney, Holmes, How did you get his body out of the house.

I searched the place from top to bottom.

I found no trace of any of you.

When I went in, I found the stabbing had already taken place propara.

Then brighten me or rather than broke down sell, he took me for to smuggle the body out to the secret stairway leading to the worlds at the back of the house.

No trace of cham No, he must have blessed before me.

But the same exit.

Then you smashed the window and bolt it.

Yes, I knew that I could come on.

You hold the port while I was getting the body away.

Trying to say something, Watson, the Ejacson's beginning to take effect.

Yes, mister Layton, what are you trying to say?

Tell us who stabbed your sir?

Lips are moving, man, he's dead home.

Yes, he gave us the clue murderer's identity.

How in the word he mumbled just before he died.

Sounded to me as if he said mendel, which.

Old fellow never did a corpse.

Give us a care of instruction to our next and final move, and that is back to Limehouse, Watson, Back to Limehouse.

Here we are listened to the place.

What's this another pim?

Yes, I knew, since termally refrained from smoking earlier on in the night in order to keep his faculties led for murder.

But an enormous reaction was set in that kind of den at once and beyond question, a different one from that which the murder has committed.

Do you know that he's inside here?

Just before you return to Baker Street tonight, I had a message from one of my irregulars.

He cacked him here after he escaped the scene of the stabbing.

A couple of hours ago.

He might have slipped away again.

Oh Watson to night.

He came to drown here sentence with a wretched drive Hill here, come on, h That second injection of caffeine should bring him around.

He's heavily dragon.

But I think it will work.

Rising on a five found note will do, isn't it.

Yes?

He propried to let us bring Chamney into his private room, and.

He's coming to.

M Who are you?

Who?

What what do you want?

You remember me, Sir Michelle Holmes, Yes, yes, I remember you.

You're in serious trouble, mister Chimney, very serious trouble.

Trouble what troubled?

Wayne Layton didn't die, He badly wounded, but he's going to live.

He's a Baker Street now.

He wants to go to the police and give evidence.

You've You've got to get me out of this home, so I'll pay you anything.

Ten twenty.

Why did establic he?

He was in my way?

I wanted the San Pedro confession.

I meant to kill him.

But we can fix it up now, Country homes, We can fix it.

Up now we can fix it.

Peuri present as Nat a Murley confession.

As ever, I listened to her exactly.

Come along, mister Jumney.

I think some night air will be good for you.

We'll take you for a nice drive to Scotland yard you sent chippers.

Gentlemen, you've been up all night and I'm sure you.

Can do it.

It's very thoughtful.

What is missus?

What's going to say when you find you've been out all night?

You are about that?

Missus Hodson, she's very understanding.

It's lucky for you that she is.

Well.

I'll go and leave you again, breakage.

Holmes, Yes, said Fellow.

Is any one thing that puzzles me about this case?

When Layton was dying, he muttered the word Mandalay?

How did that give you the key to the murger's identity?

Oh?

The dead American had never let mis Chumney remember, except when they bump into each other in our hallway.

Yes, he told us that.

He recognized him from the newspaper photograph of being the American.

He had no reason to know that the name Chumbley is in no way pronounced the way it is you.

I never thought of that Chumbley that name spelt c h o l chaw m o m mand der l e y Charles Mandalay Mondalay.

Precise, profellow, what you thought of that Mandalay was really Charles Mondalay, the name of the murderer.

An amazing case.

You did a remarkable job, Holmes.

I'm beginning to be confinedly sleeping.

Why not sleep old chapel old was all ready for you.

He'll take an air.

Oh dear me, No, I have much too busy to ahead of me.

Let me look at my engagement book.

Extra square murder.

I put the police on the track.

The Duchess of Pherohs got her material.

The princess, who was about to run away from home could graciously let her run.

The Pope's cameos ah.

Yes, yes, his holiness must not be kept waiting.

Can can I help you get homes?

Mary doesn't return until tomorrow.

But I thought you were a sleepy old fellow, sleepy rubbish.

I never felt more wide awake in my life.

That was a swell story.

Had you enjoyed it?

And that was really funny when you mistoke that old lady for homes and she slapped her face.

Ay, sure it was come on, met a doctor.

She looked like homes in disguise.

You know you would have.

Made the same as take it ear okay, okay?

And those why ridiculously red and she did look like a man loove doctor.

Forget I ever said anything.

I won't say another word.

I'll keep my mouth closed forever.

Well, come, I wouldn't do that, mister B.

Mister B.

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Tell us next week, Noll Now, next week, mister bout time, I'm going to tell you a most unusual adventure that turns an eyehead in the hearts of the English countryside.

It concerns a corpse, a missing revolver, and a beautiful girl who's frightened.

Their own shadow.

Tonight.

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