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come on, boy! mr. bobster. how pleasantto see you. here we are,mr. bobster. your favorite. aah! mr. bobster, are you all right, sir? oh!
it was a cold, snowy day in early december. lack of funds had forced my old school to close. i was being sent to a new one, in the middle of term. i was accustomed to the open, relaxed expanse of the country. now i was in the heart of london,
at the height of the victorian era. the streets were teeming with every activity imaginable. i was very taken by what i saw. as i stepped through my carriage, the sight of my new school filled me with fear and apprehension. yet, i was swept with a wave of curiosity. however, nothing could prepare me
for the extraordinary adventure that lay ahead or the extraordinary individual who would change my life. there you are, sir. stop! isn't it valuable? what's more important, its valueor my sanity? i should've masteredthe damn thing by now.
how long haveyou been playing? three days. well,perhaps you shouldbe patient. you're the new boy. yes, i transferredfrom another school. my name's-- wait! let me. your nameis james watson
from the northof england. your fatheris a doctor. you spenda considerableamount of leisure timewriting. and you havea particularfondness for custard tarts. am i correct? my name isn't james,it's john. oh, james, john,
what'sthe difference? a great deal. oh, very well, so...your name is john. how did i doon the others? you were correct... on every count. how is it done? is it some sortof magic trick? no magic, watson.
pure and simplededuction. the name tagon your mattress reads j. watson. i selectedthe most common name that beginswith "j." james, or john--that would bemy second choice. of course. your style of shoes are not madein the city.
i've only encounteredthem once before during a visitto north england. the middle fingerof your left hand has a callus, a writer's trademark. and you were carrying the hunter's encyclopedia of disease, a handbook not availableto the general public, only to practicingphysicians.
since someoneof your age obviously hasn't beento medical school, i concluded thatit was given to you by an older person-- someone very dearto you who was concernedfor your health-- your father,the doctor. and the custard tarts? simple!
there's a distinctstain of yellow custardon your lapel. that particularcolor of custard is used in makingcustard tarts. well, your shapeconvinced me that you've eatenmany of them before. there's no needto be rude. come. we haven't gotall day. why?where are we going?
you wouldn't wantto miss chemistry class, would you? by the way,what's your name? holmes. sherlock holmes. the deductive mindnever rests, watson. it's not unlikea finely tunedmusical instrument, it demands attention,practice. how does onego about
fine tuninga mind? problems of logic, mathematical equations,riddles. for example, watson-- you're seated in a roomwith an old southern view. suddenly, a bear walksby the window. what coloris the bear? red! the bear is red.
well, how couldthe bear be red? the southern sunis very hot. the bearwould be burned. ha ha!that is the mostabsurd answer i've ever heard. to successfullyconclude the e-experiment, uh...the e-e-experiment, e-e-e-experiment... to--to reiterate,
experiment 14. th-th-throw a smallpiece of potassium onto some wa-t-ter. li-liquid will berapidly decom-composed, and so violentwill be the action, that a large amountof light... thank you. he's particularlyboring today. the reductionof potassi--
uh, uh,of potassi-- which will bedissolved... that was a girl. brilliant deduction,watson. who is she?what's she doingin a boy's school? her name'selizabeth. following the deathof her parentsa few years ago, she came to liveon school groundswith her uncle. a retired bromptonschoolmaster.
and s-s-suchis m-modifiedby st-st... elizabeth wasjust admiringmy new timepiece. would you like to see? hmm...very interesting. all stylish gentlemenare wearing them. expensive? i bought itin bond street. i find thathighly unlikely. i begyour pardon!
had you takena moment to examinethe face, you'd have discoveredit's french. yet accordingto this inscription, the exteriorwas manufacturedin switzerland. yes, my suspicionwas correct. the works areobviously italianin origin. congratulations,dudley. your stylish timepieceis a fraud. keep your opinionsto yourself, holmes.
i look forward to resumingour conversation... when there's a littlemore privacy. why did you do that? dudley'sa pompous ass. he's very sweet. oh, really? is that whyyou were standingclose to him, flirting with him,
letting him dribbleall over your hand? do i detecta sense of jealousy? sherlock holmes,jealous? my dear,that word does notenter my vocabulary. neither doespunctuality. oh, i see. you're angrybecause i'm late. as usual. [jingling]
i'm sorry,but i can explain. you had somethingmore important. how canyou say that? i was-- forgive me. [thud] elizabeth, let me introduce youto my new friend... the honorable,but clumsy watson.
the, uh, ladder'sa bit wobbly. hello. elizabeth! holmes! i think i've solvedall of the problems! who's that? my uncle. rupert t. waxflatter, retired schoolmaster.
degrees in chemistryand biology, well-versed inphilosophy, mathematics, and physics. author of 27 books. incredible! most people thinkhe's a lunatic. why? ha ha ha! ha ha!
oh, my god. very hopeful sign. hmm... very hopeful. let me see, that makes six...six failed attempts! nevertheless,we shall not be defeated. we shall conquer. i have made upmy mind.
the conceptof flight is well withinmy grasp. he's done thissix times? i live herewith uncle. after he retired, the schoolgave him the attic as a work place. it's incredible! i've spent manyhappy hours here.
he's taught me more than 10 schoolmastersput together. [arf] uncas, say helloto watson. say hello,uncas. say hello. watson,he's not a parrot. found the weakness,sir? i constructed the wingsout of an inferior material.
i shall have to rebuildthe entire machine. the entire machine? won't thatbe difficult? elementary,my dear holmes, elementary. [knock on window] oh. you'll have toexcuse me. come on, come on,come on!
i've got it, holmes. the bear is black. what's that, old chap? the bearin the riddle. it's a black bear. wrong again, watson. i'd appreciate itif you wouldn'tdisturb me when i'm tryingto concentrateon the lesson. are you all right,benson?
i think i've sprainedmy ankle, sir. mrs. dribb, will youattend to him? gentlemen, we cannotpermit ourselves lapsesin concentration. we must workon technique, rhythm, and on balance. no better pupilto help me illustrateproper form and technique than holmes. study our stance,
our movements, and our style. en garde. touche. my game, holmes. now, gentlemen, mr. holmes lost because of oneimportant factor-- his emotions took over.
he ignored discipline. never replace disciplinewith emotion. well played, holmes. per christum dominum nostrum, amen. i want to enlistin the army-- a general. generals don'tmake any money. i would liketo be an author.
authors don'tmake money. i want to bea barrister. barristersmake money. i want to bea doctor. nobody asked you. sorry. holmes,what about you? what do youwant to bewhen you grow up? i never wantto be alone.
[whimpers] uncas! [arf arf] uncas, why didyou do that? you left meall alone. hello.is anybody there? aah. help!
aah! aah! get out of the way! holmes is goingto solve the crime! holmes is goingto solve the crime. what did he say? it was the beginning of my second week at brompton. with each passing day, my fascination with sherlock holmes
and his world continued to grow. on this occasion, the entire school was bursting with excitement. dudley had challenged homes to a test of ingenuity, skill, and perception. dudley had snatched the school's fencing trophy and hidden it in a secret place.
he gave holmes 60 minutes to find the trophy. holmes accepted the challenge with confidence. the game is afoot! hooray! good luck, holmes! good luck! this istruly despicable. imagine a culturedstudent acting likea chimpanzee.
oh, he's just havinga bit of fun. i'm sure that youcan still rememberwhat fun was. besides,this holmes boy is too precocious,too egotistical for his own good. he'll never findthat trophy. i'll wager a guineahe does. done. excuse me.
holmes, you've only gotone minute. holmes... you've only gotone minute. i heard youthe first time. i'm tryingto concentrate. [clock chimes] only seconds left,holmes. i assumeyou're giving up. never assumeanything,
my good fellow. holmes,i see no signof a trophy. but i do. have you gone mad? this is antique! it was a wonderful, heroic moment for holmes. but little could he know that his amazing powers and talents would soon be put to a much greater test...
a test of terrifying and deadly proportions. i camethrough the skylightin the kitchen. anyway, it was thenthat i noticed the particlesbeneath the oven... particlesof freshly bakedceramic. quite oddfor a kitchen used to preparestudent meals. so the clue-- red and greenpaint, ceramic.
as i ponderedthe question, i kickedthe remaining snowfrom my shoe. as the snow crumbled,my shoe was revealed. the imagestruck a chord. you heard music? watson,you're a fool! i'm talking abouta parallel...a parallel between my footencased in snow and the trophyencased in ceramic--
a jar, a vase. painted with redand green paint. exactly, watson! this time,i've definitelysolved the problem! he's goingto fly again. ta-ta. mr. lestrade? it's beena long time. three, four dayssince your last visit?
this willonly take a minute. there are nomurder reportsfor you to study, no casebooksyou haven't read. i'm not herefor research. i believei'm onto something. oh, not again! this timei'm certain of it. really. just likelast month, when you were convincedthe french ambassador
embezzled รข£300,000from the bank of england. i was close. it was the russianambassador. oh, holmes, please. i don't have time for any more ofyour playpen crimes. just havea quick look at these. a suicide.a carriage accident.
i suspect foul play. the two incidents arecompletely unrelated. wrong.both men graduated from the sameuniversity in 1809. coincidence. neither deaths fittheir personality. according to the paper,bobster was a happy man. content with life,career, his family. why would hecommit suicide?
didn't even leavea note! and reverend nesbittis described by friends as warm, loving,peaceful. yet, the carriage driverinsists that he was crazed,insane. in a state of panicwhen he ran outinto the street. a mere fluctuationof character is hardly sufficientevidence to beginan investigation.
and if you wantmy advice, you keep your noseout of the times and intoyour school books. i appreciateyour time,mr. lestrade. i suggest youhold on to these. if i werea detective, trappedin here all day, up to my neckin boringpaperwork, i'd do everythingin my power
to seek outthat one case... that oneinvestigation... that couldpromote meto inspector. good day, holmes. what are you doing? dudley dropped this,sir. i'm giving itto him. i beg your pardon? what?
your paper. it doesn't belongto me. you dropped it. it isn't evenmy handwriting. l-l-let me! these arethe exam answers. well, holmes.it appears we havefinally discovered the secret of yourintelligence. but, sir...
you bettercome with me. fools. their agehas turned themto granite. they refuseto listen to anyonebut themselves. i was certainthey would take my recordinto consideration. they did. unfortunately,it did more harmthan good. seeing a recordof that qualityamounts to the principle that you've been cheatingall along.
that's absurd. well, holmes...you were caught with the examinationanswers in front ofan entire classroomof students. to make matters worse, the answers werein your own handwriting! an excellent jobof forgery. who would'vesuspected dudley could put it off?
i can provemy innocence if you wouldgive me some time. the board quotedthe school mottoat least five times. honesty, probity,and diligence. exactly! in their eyes, you've committedthe worst crimeimaginable. i'm being giventhe worst punishmentimaginable... expulsion.
i promise...i will do everything within my powerto help you. i'll keep an eye outfor this dudley fellow. i'll writea sterlingrecommendation that will get youinto any schoolin england. i appreciate that,sir. if there'sanything else i can do... oh. well, thereis one thing. ah...one last duel.
yes, sir. holmes?you all right? fine. it's justa small cut. i lost concentrationfor a moment. i should'veremoved my ring. i'm sorry. it was an unfairdistraction. the match is yours. let's call ita draw.
come. let mrs. dribblook at that wound. ah! ooh. there we are. thank you,mrs. dribb. we're all goingto miss you around here,mr. holmes. dudley is goingto pay dearlyfor this. punch to the jaw! jab to the ribs!
now, now, watson. revenge is sweetestwhen it's served up cold. come. you did this. you're responsible, aren't you? so that's wherei dropped mychemistry experiment-- into your tea. don't worry,old chap. it will wear off,shortly.
you should beback to normalby summertime. chestnuts! hot chestnuts! ding-dong, ding-dong. is your brotherexpecting you? i'll break the newsto him when i arrive. get them off me! get them off me, please! no, sir, no!
so this is good-bye. i really expected usto become good friends. [police whistle] what's going on? sir! you dropped this! eh tar. just seemed to go mad. he snatched up a knifeand stabbed himself. eh tar, holmes.
sir. no. please, no. i might have known. mr. lestrade, this hassomething to do with what we talked-- get these twoschoolchildrenaway from here! mr. lestrade,you must listen to me. whoa!
man that is bornof a woman... a few days later, they buried professor waxflatter. i had never been to a funeral before, though, unfortunately, i've been to many since. holmes could not publicly attend the funeral. his expulsion prevented such a thing. the death of his mentor and friend
had taken its toll on sherlock holmes. in my entire life, i have only seen holmes cry on two occasions. today was the first. uncle didn'tkill himself. he didn't? then what happened? he was murdered. holmes,what are you doing here?
excuse my entrance. i had to climb upthe fire escape. i can't affordto be seen. i only got halfwayto mycroft's home, something gnawingat my insides. i ordered the driverto turn around. i'm going to miss him,too, elizabeth. he was veryimportant to me. i'm so glad you're here.
i had to come back. do you really believeuncle was murdered? i'm certain of it. come on now,holmes! you saw waxflatter'shand on the knife. you heardthe shopkeeper's story it was obviouslya suicide. never trustthe obvious, watson. there are too manypuzzling elementsto all of this--
firstly, a manhurls himselfout of a window. second, a reverendthrows himselfunder a carriage, all for no apparentreason. and then waxflatterstabs himself, which seemscompletelyunbelievable to all of us. and why shouldwaxflatter be obsessedwith their deaths? he'd save thosenewspaper clippings.
and he was alwaysmeeting that odd man. do youremember him? that man attendedthe funeral. do you knowhis name? no. whenever he visited,uncle would usher me out to the attic. i asked, but he'dchange the subject. in some way,that man is connectedto all three murders. we must find outwho he is.
you've bothbeen reading too manydetective novels. this is not fiction,watson. there's a murdereron the loose. and i'll find him. how? i'll live here,work here... if that's all rightwith you? yes. what ifwe're found?
only the three of usknow that i'm here. someone maysee you leaving or coming in. i'll take my chances. but you'll needfood, supplies. me? i can't! you can run errandsfor me, work as my assistant.
i might get caught. and thatwould mean trouble. trouble? you'd let trouble ruin an opportunityfor adventure. i can't affordto jeopardize my medical career. weasel. i'm not a weasel.
i am...practical. weasels are practical. and i imaginedyou courageous...stout of heart. i am courageous. and i'm stoutof heart. it's just that... oh, all right.i'll do it. thank you, watson. uncle would've wantedyou to have this.
oh, but i... please. put it on. ha ha ha ha. on second thought,take it off. it looks very silly. you can't wear hats. i thinkit's becoming. you're teasing.
no, seriously. the following day, we set out to try to solve waxflatter's murder, but we had very little to go on. we only had two clues-- waxflatter's final words, "eh tar," and the blowpipe that was dropped at the scene of his death. as we walked through the marketplace,
it occurred to me that when the cloaked figure ran off, i had heard a peculiar jingling, a jingling sound very much like the sound i heard in the library on my first day at brompton. holmes was intrigued and we decided to visit the school library later that night.
however, our first stop that day was at engle's curio shop. nice. how very nice. egyptian. the markings, the design-- that's egyptiancraftsmanship. i've only seenthis particular typeonce before. where?
on jewelry,on sculptures. i had it herein the shop. ah, but i soldthe lot. to whom? an egyptian. oh, keeps some sortof tavern. and his name? let's see. ah.
you promisedto purchase something. watson, buy something. i'm short of fundsright now. rubbish, you're shortof funds. watson,this is no timeto be a penny pincher. that addresscould lead usto our killer. how muchdo i need to spend? just buy anything. [coughing]
why on earthdid you buy a pipe? it looksdistinguished. it's perfectlyridiculous. you'll see. i shall learnto smoke it, and then youcan't laugh. you'll see... [speaking arabic] what can i getfor you boys,
drink, food, women? ha ha ha. do youhave any soup? watson, please. are youthe owner of thisestablishment? have youever seen this,before? rame tep. rame tep!
is that the endof the song? where... where did youget this from? i happened upon it. go! take it away! get out of here! sir,it's very important. could you tell ussomething about this? now, get outof my tavern,
or these wordswill be the last wordsyou will ever hear. sir... we're leaving. right up there,the top shelf. that's wherei heard the sound. holmes, please hurry. you know what happenswhen i'm caught? incredible. holmes, your voice, keep it down.
sorry, watson. my god, thatis remarkable! holmes, please! oh, god! oh, god,what are my chancesof medical school... that quaint little officei've always dreamed of? watson,listen to this-- holmes went on to explain that the rame tep were a fanatical group
of religious followers of osiris, the egyptian god of the dead. they were scorned by society because of their distortion of traditional religious beliefs, and their violent and sadistic rituals. the rame tep use a blowpipe and shoot a thorn into their chosen victim. the thorn is dipped into a solution
made up of various plant and root extracts. when the solution enters the bloodstream, it causes the victim to experience very realistic, nightmare-like hallucinations. but we canbe certainof one thing. what's that? the murdereris still here... on school grounds.
dear, that's sort ofa rash statement, considering that thissaid jingling sound'sbeen heard only once. twice. twice? remembera few nights agoin the courtyard? uncas hearda jingling sound. like you described. he took a pieceof clothingfrom him. well, it might stillbe here!
we must searchevery inch. we must find that pieceof clothing. we immediately sprang into action, searching every nook and cranny for the cloth. i accidentally turned on one of waxflatter's strange machines and not being at all mechanically minded, i had the dickens of a time
trying to turn the thing off. i found it! i found it! holmes spent the entire night and the following day studying, examining, scrutinizing the section of cloth. he conducted experiment after experiment. not once did he stop for a rest. his energy seemed boundless.
following 18 straight hours of work, holmes turned to elizabeth and myself, and those four familiar words shot from his lips. the game is afoot. holmes explained that the fabric was egyptian and contained so many warp and weft threads-- things that to this day i still don't understand. he found that the cloth was stained with paraffin. paraffin manufactured exclusively
at froggit and froggit, located in the wapping area of london, a dark and dangerous place. and i turned to holmes, and i told him so in no uncertain terms. perhaps we shouldcome back tomorrow, when it's lighter, when there aremore people. it's open.
holmes, wait. what if themurderer's inside? well, i shallintroduce myselfto him. i knew it. there's no one here. and back to school,eh? watson! you'll be on your own. what do you supposeit is?
some sortof egyptian artwork? some sort of statue? no, watson. i'm afraid thisis only the tipof the iceberg. this is an interestingdevelopment. there must bea passageway inside. i hear chanting. holmes, there'sa door here. fancy him missinga door.
watson, elizabeth,over here. it's some sortof temple. [chanting] i'm going downfor a closer look. holmes,let's get out of here with our lives. stay here.i'll be backin a few minutes. stop! she's alive! get him! get him!
get him! we got them! can you hear? what could havehappened to her? she might have beenhit by a thorn. i thinki hear something. you're right. please! uncle! don't!
don't! help me! no! help metie her down. what with? get my scarf. quickly. i don't want to die! ha! ha ha ha ha!ha ha!
it's not real. it'sa hallucination. listen to me,it's not real. you'rehallucinating. wake up! you'vegot to wake up! uncle! no! listen to me! please! help!
they'rehallucinations! elizabeth,listen to me! please. no! now, watson...watson? dear god,not watson, too. get him,get him, get him! [sobbing] please don't cry,mother. don't youunderstand, mother?
can't you hear me? can't you hearwhat i'm saying? mother! you! this isall your fault, son. how could you dosuch a thing to me? to your own father? spying on me. forgive me, father.
please,i didn't realize. my private lifeis my own. your mother neednever have known. father! no! no! no! this is not real! this is not real. it's justa hallucination. it's only in my mind.it's only a hallucination.
maybe not. no! no! please, no! stayright there, or i'll blowyour bleedingheads off! i've convinced himto drop the charges. holmes, you and yourlittle friends have cost mea night's sleep. now, please,good morning.
mr. lestrade... thesereligious fanaticsare responsible for god knowshow many deaths. i have good reasonto believe that they'realso responsible for the fouryoung girls who mysteriouslydisappearedlast month i beg of you, beginan investigation.
based on what, your imagination? a greatdetective relieson perception, intelligence,and imagination. where did youget that rubbish from? it's framed onthe wall behind you. oh, gosh. damn it, holmes. i really don't see whyi should have to explain
my actions to you? i spent the lastseven years at scotland yard... studying, analyzinghundreds of cases. and you, with yourbackground of schoolbooks and newspaper headlines, you consider that you knowmore than me. i despiseyour arrogance! and i despiseyour laziness.
out! all of you! simply leave. if you have anyinvestigative powerin you at all, you'll havesomeone test these. maybe thenyou'll be convinced. out, holmes. ow. blast.
holmes,could you please stop that infernal tinkering? i still have a headachefrom those hallucinations. tinkeringhelps me think. sleephelps me think. there's no timefor sleep, watson! we've got tokeep working. we've got to find clues something must linkwaxflatter
to the rame tep. what a picture,eh, holmes? i want clues, watson,not art critiques. what do you thinki've been doingfor the past hour? yes,mr. french pastry. i have nothingwhatsoeverto say to you. i trustyou have nothingto say to me. watson! watson! what have you donewith that painting?
do you realizewhat you've found? waxflatteras a young man. not just that. bently bobster, duncan nesbitt,rupert waxflatter. all of these mendied recently except this man... this ischester cragwitch. he was herein the window, and at the funeral.
he's the only man in thisgroup who's still alive. good lord. this is the cluewe've been looking for. we're getting there,watson! we're going to solvethis crime! good show, watson! holmes, i did notexpect our foilsto cross so soon. how did you know i was hidingat waxflatters.
you're forgetting we share the samekeen powersof observation. you wantedto see me, sir? i shall be needingyour assistance with these students. mr. holmes.i thought you'd gone. we were all under the same impression,mrs. dribb. now, unfortunately,
mr. holmesis in a ratherawful mess. if the boardknew of this they would probablyhave you arrested. and then you'd besent to prison. but there's no need to tell the board. holmes, i'm willingto forget about all of this. tomorrow,you will go home as originallyplanned.
watson, you will dothe same. i'm beingexpelled, sir? watson, if i wereto take this before the board, you'd besummarily expelled. this will save youany such disgrace. did you permitmr. holmes to stayin your uncle's study? oh, dear. i find thatextremelyunladylike behavior
in one so young. indeed. sir, may i suggest that we have the dogtaken to the pound? i believeother schoolsdo not allow pets. you can'ttake him away. well, perhapsin the circumstances, i should take careof him myself. it grieves me
that you'vetaken advantageof my friendship. i thinkthat it is now time to disposeof everything in waxflatter'slaboratory. but, sir,the laboratory is filled with mr. waxflatter'sinventions-- his drawings,his experiments. we mustn't clingto thingsof the past. it's the man'swhole life's work.
and his lifeis over. you have no right! mr. holmes. i'm surprisedat your tone. especiallywith me! i apologize. i got carried away. take your seat. you'll have to stayhere overnight.
there'sno transportation,at this late hour. mrs. dribb, placethe boys in 14-b. keep the young ladyin youradjoining room. rememberwhat i alwaystaught you. controlyour emotions, or they will beyour downfall. it's the endof my medical career. my father's goingto be furious. i always suspected
becoming a friendof yours would end in disaster. you tryingto get us arrested! we can leave,now. i'm staying here. please,i need you. watson,we're in thistogether, we're a team. [tap tap]
elizabeth, wake up! the man whovisited uncle. the oneyou said ranfrom the funeral. exactly. doesn't itstrike you as odd that he's the onlysurviving memberof this group? elizabeth, go backto the laboratory. salvage as manyof your uncle'sformulas and inventionsas you can.
we'll meet you there. first, we've gotto get ourselvesout of here. watson. yes? be careful tonight. this is too much. go away, rame tep! bloody murderers,go away! you won't get me!
mr. cragwitch. we were friendsof mr. waxflatter. i know you. you're the youngster who followed meat the cemetery. go away. i'm a dangerous manto be around. i needyour help. i want to know
why the rame tepkilled five men? go in. get up, now,watson. the war's over. we were to becomebusiness partners, all six of us. borrowed moneyfrom our fathersto build an hotel-- the mostluxurious hotelever conceived. where betterto build...
than egypt? labor and materialswere inexpensive. a few years earlier, the british armyhad driven outthe french. it seemed the landof extreme opportunity. what happened? we engagedan architect,work began. but what started outas a business venture... soon became a majorarchaeological find.
we discoveredan underground pyramid. the ancient tombsof five egyptian princesses. we removed all the relicsand treasures, preparing to send themto england, but--oh. bloody insect. place needsa good cleaning. there was an uproar. villagers in the areawere convinced we desecratedsacred ground.
our liveswere in danger. the britishsent troops in. several peoplewere killed. an entire villagewas burned to the ground. burnt... fire... mr. cragwitch,are you o.k.? they've hitcragwitchwith a thorn! i'm falling!
listen to me. your name ischester cragwitch. you're a banker.can you hear me? you're chestercragwitch. who are you? my name is cragwitch. chester cragwitch. i reside atcragwitch manor, hampstead...
my god. it was so real. real, so very real. yes, i mustn't forget. i must pass onthis information. it's timesomeone else knew. everything! the egyptian village, was it burntto the ground?
yes! yes! luckily,we got out of egypt when we returnedto england, we went our separate ways. however, we kept in frequent touchwith waxflatter through regularcorrespondence. when the murders began, i met quite frequentlywith my dear friend.
what does thishave to dowith the rame tep? almost a yearafter the incident, each one of usreceived this letter, sent by a young boy. a young boy ofanglo-egyptian descent. you'll notice that theletterhead is adorned by the symbolof the rame tep-- two golden serpents. the boy who wrotethe letter,
and his sister were staying in englandwith their grandfather when they learnedof the destruction of the egyptian village. the villagewhich was their home. both their parents were killed in the attack. the boy vowedwhen he grew to manhood that the rame tepwould take their revenge and replace the bodies
of the fiveegyptian princesses. and the boywas called "eh tar"? "eh tar."waxflatter's final words! very good, watson. eh tar! you filthy murderer. well, you won't kill me. watson, speak to him.
what? oh. your name iscraggy critch-- your name is... what's his name? cragwitch. mr. lestrade. what are youdoing here? i accidentallystuck myself with one of thosedamned thorns.
the hallucinations...ghastly. took four policemen to stop me fromhanging myself. anyway,when it was over, i thought i'd betterlook into your story. now, holmes, i wish youand your friend farewell. i appreciate you getting mestarted on the case. getting him started. imagine that, watson.
i've only doneall the work for him. it's you. yes, my dear. [dog barks] grrr! ooh! aaaahh! stop her.she's a murderer. so, my dear.you've discoveredour little secret.
where are your friends? you'll never find them. never find them. what shall wedo with her? she'll comewith us. we needa fifth princess. holmes! i'vesolved the riddle! the bear is white. good, watson.do you know why?
well, um...no. it was the one colori didn't choose. keep thinking,watson. answerswithout evidenceare useless. this riddleis going to give mea headache. eh tar... can't you thinkof anything else? it's necessary. it is annoying.
arf! arf! arf! this sillybear puzzle, holmes. i can't work it out. i know the bear'swhite, but i don'tknow why. i'm not stupidor anything. watson, you've gotto think the whole thingthrough. take it apart,piece by piece. your faceis bleeding again.
this cut fromrathe's ring never seems to heal. the bear is whitebecause-- oh, god. how could i beso stupid? it's rathe, watson. it's rathe! hyah! giddyup! come on.
faster! giddyup! giddyup there! rathe got elizabeth! only one wayto catch them. this is madness,holmes. it's our onlychance, watson. waxflatterworked on thisuntil his death. i've tinkeredmyself. hopefully,the problemsare corrected.
coming? what have i got myself into? the adventureof a lifetime. uncas...pull! it works, watson!it works! we're flying! would youbelieve it, watson? faster! giddyup! hyah!
holmes, down there! holmes, look out! my god! it's nearlyhalf past 12:00! i've realizedsomething. i've no ideahow to land. hold tight, watson. i'm holding! we're going to crash!
oh, hurry, holmes! we're sinkingback here! all right! my god. they'regoing to kill her. elizabeth. i don't knowwhat to do. 2 of us,100 of them. what can we do? perhaps we've learnedsomething we can apply.
watson,for goodness sake. i can't thinkof anything. why don't youthink of something? that's not helpful. why can't i thinkof anything? you're flustered,you must calm down. then you think. well, i'm flustered! watson...i've got it.
we must createa diversion. create a diversion? why didn't ithink of that? if my geometryserves me correctly, one beam misplacedwill bring downthis whole thing like a house of cards. watson, i've a plan. hurry. hurry up!
look out! are you all right? watson, get herout of here! oh, no. holmes, rathe has takenelizabeth, and the stairsare blocked! what shall i do? go aroundthe other way,watson. you must stop him!
holmes! holmes! what am igoing to do? giddyup! hyah! hyah! whoa! aah! good show, watson. are youall right? yeah, i think so. what are wegoing to doabout rathe?
where is he? he's gone. the policewill find him. it's strange. strange. let's go back now. i don't know how i'llexplain this to my parents. it'll be explainedin tomorrow's papers. will they let youcome back to school?
i don't know.perhaps. damn! watson, put my coataround her. where are you going? i'm goingto get him. holmes,you'll be killed! you're nothingbut a damn fraud! and you holmes,are lettingyour emotions get the betterof you, again.
you cannot best me,holmes. throw down your sword! never! i'd ratherdie a gruesomeand horrible death. very well.i will oblige. come, holmes,is this the bestyou could do-- fight likean undernourishedchild. i've alreadywon the battle! you've lostevery battle, eh tar. this will beno exception.
all your dreamshave been shattered-- your temple, everythinghas been destroyed forever! aahhh! yes, holmes! let's tarrya while longer, as elizabeth's bloodflows from her body! elizabeth,come on. wake up. open your eyes.
don't be sad. someday, we'll be reunited in another world, a much better world. i'll be waiting. you'll be late... as always. elizabeth...no.
no... would youbelieve it. you'd thinkhe uncovered the entire caseon his own. that's what he wantedthe yard to believe. what other reasonwould they have for giving himthe promotion? bye, uncas. stay there, uncas.
i'll be backin a minute. holmes, a few thingsstill haunt me. when did you firstbegin to suspect that rathewas involved with the rame tep? when waxflatterfirst retired, the board wanted himto leave the school. rathe argued, foughtuntil he convincedthe board to letwaxflatter remain
withinthe school grounds. it seemedstrange to me. i never understoodwhy rathe wanted waxflatterto stay. he was fond ofwaxflatter's inventions? what's the matterwith you? have you been asleepthrough thisentire case? that rathe spent years plotting his revenge.
he established himself as a respected member of british society, completely erasing his former identity. it took him a great deal of time to organize his followers-- made up of the poor, the homeless, the lost souls of the london streets. and then, of course, it took time to build a wooden replica of the pyramid.
mrs. dribb was the rame tep's chief assassin. but more importantly,she was rathe's younger sister. amazing, holmes. simply amazing. of course,you did forget one very importantclue. oh?please enlighten me. rathe is eh tarspelled backwards. very clever, watson.
i'm certain i wouldhave arrived at that conclusionsooner or later. sooner or later. are you coming back after the holidays? no.i'm transferring. there are too manymemories here. holmes, you haveyour entire lifeahead of you. i'll spend it alone. merry christmas,holmes.
i thoughtyou might have more lucksmoking it. well? it does seemto suit you, but that coat... why do you insiston wearing that ridiculouscloak of thatunspeakable person? consider it a trophy,watson.
a skin of a leopard. i'm going to miss you,watson. i'm goingto miss you,too, holmes. you know,you were rightabout something. about what? it was the adventureof a lifetime. i know whythe bear's white! and why is that,watson? well the only roomwith an all southern view
would beon the north pole. it's a polar bear! you have the makingsof a great detective. as i watched holmes settle into his seat, a sudden feeling came over me-- that i would most certainly be seeing him again. so ended my first adventure with sherlock holmes. as i watched his carriage disappear,
i realized that i'd forgotten to thank him. he had taken a weak boy and made him into a courageous, strong man. i was filled with confidence. i was readyfor whatever mystery lay ahead. i was ready to take on the greatest adventure. i knew it would probably involve sherlock holmes. can i help you? i'd like a room,please.
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