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look in on our good friend, doctor Watson and see if he's expecting us.
Come in, Come in with tobacco. Just man, I've been expected.
How are you, doctor Watson. It's good to see you again.
Thank you, my boy. They're nice see you again too. I've missed
Monday night visits during the last three months. This is so done. Would
you go to join me in an exhaust report? Thanks doctor, that'd be
nice. You know it seems to me after our summer vacation, the toast
of the great Sherlock Holmes would be in order. Here. I am thanks.
You proposed the toast doctor to Sherlock Holmes, master detective and loyal friend
whose adventures had brought considerable who say, fame to a certain retired doctor now
living in northern California. I'll drink to that well. Now. Suppose I
might as well get on with the night's story. Which particular adventure of his
elector, doctor one that I call the Limping Ghost sounds exciting and as usual,
will you find me saying how did they begin? In Baker Street on
a windy December evening at the turn of the century, a young white faced
boy sat in front of our blazing fire, and as he told us his
trained story, the flickering firelight count weird patterns on the walls. The young
man was Alexander mac Morris, the seventh Earl of Locknare. The Earl of
Locknare, Say, didn't I read in the page the other day that the
eighth Earl of Locknare had been killed in an airplane accident? Cried right,
my boy. Even in this day and age, the tragic history of violent
death seems to dog the footsteps of the Locknair family, which returned to my
story long af December night in nineteen hundred we heard the whole history of the
limping host of Lucknare. The first Earl had lost a foot at the Battle
of flodden Field in fifteen hundred and thirteen. In spite of this terrible handicap,
he fought on valentinin till he died on the battlefield from loss of blood.
From then on, right until the time this story begins, the limping
ghost, dead in a suit of armor, always appeared at Lochnair Castle before
and after the death of the current Earl. Yes, mister Bartel, it
was a strange story that Sherlock Holmes and I listened for that night, a
story of death and horror over the centuries, punctuated by the limping plank of
ghostly armor. The lady I had terri them news for you. Your husband,
the Earl was killed in the explosion destroyed Lord Darnley. The guys to
God. The House Parliament is failed. Your husband is in the Tower of
London. It seems to be, and my regretful formula that your husband,
of my instructions, has been arrested for murder. I have no doubt,
okay, And that's the story of the Lochnaire's. Mister Holmes, you were
instrumental in sending my great uncle to the gallows of faperaty richly deserved, I'm
told, so it seemed only natural to come here to bake a street and
consult you. Now that i'm I can be most happy to do anything I
can to help you, Sir. I don't remember you, but your sending
the Earl Lockmare to the Scaffold home, well he did. Doctor Watson and
the servants have always sworn and ghost really dead walk at midnight on the day
that he was hanged. Indeed, now, sir, I suggest that you
tell us what probably brought you here. The ghost is walking again, mister
Holmes. You know what that means, according to the legend, that the
present Earl will die exactly, and as I'm the present Earl, you can
see why I'm rather worried you mightn't understand the troupe actually seen this ghost yourself,
Yes, mister Holmes. The night before last, Betty, well,
that is Miss Nolan and I were sitting in the dining hall in front of
the fire when we heard a strange sound of an ammunition's gallery. We looked
up and in the moonlight saw ghostly figure in armor limping towards the staircase.
Sir, you're certain that you really said moonlight can play strange tricks. You
know. There wasn't any doubt about it. Doctor, We both saw and
heard it. What did you do? I started to go towards the stairs,
but as I did so, Betty screamed and then tumbled to the floor
in a heap. Yes, while I was reviving her, the ghost disappears.
Who's staying with you at Locknow Castle at the moment. Well, there's
Betty Nolan. She's the sister of James Nolan. He looks after my estate.
Betty and I are engaged with oh as indeed, anyone else staying with
you. Yes, a distant cousin of mine, Jed came up Morris,
an American. He turned up in England a couple of months ago with his
son Walter, but both with me at the present. A distant cousin,
that's right, mister Holmes, actually the descendants of a more than usually black
sheep branch of the family. I don't know how long the old man's going
to be with us, though, you ask me, he's a dying man,
are you say that? As far as I can gather, he's been
wasting away for years. It's only a question of time, for his strength
failed him entirely. I was hoping perhaps you could take a look at him,
doctor Watson. That is the if I persuade you and mister Holmes to
come and stay at the castle for a few days. Well, what about
at homes. It's an intriguing problem, Watson. The current Earl of Luckna
would seemed to be in danger, a cousin of his is dying of an
obscure disease, and the ghost of Lucknare Castle is walking again. Yes,
it's an irresistible invitation. I see no reason why we can't leave on the
Scotch express tonight been quite a heavy fall of snows here in your absence,
young man, quite so, judging from the color of the sky, there's
more to come. Really angry looking hmm Oh. Now as we're round this
bend, you'll be able to see the castle. Ay, yes, here
you are, gentlemen, Magniverson. Yes, it's a fine place, all
right, doctor, though it cost me a great deal and upkeep. Matter
of fact, I only have one wing open. Always been something more problem
to get servants to come and live here. See the local villages have a
great respect for the locks near ghost. What serviainces do you have of the
castle of present a cook housekeeper, missus McLintock, fine old lady who's been
with me for six years now. And then there's old Tammas. He served
my families for as long as I can remember. Who is a matter of
fact that he is now tell her Tamas, I'm glad to see you.
Thank my lord. Oh, thank you Tamas, Oh these gentlemen, mister
Sherlock Holmes, Doctor Watts, good day, gentlemen. Good break the trap
round to the stables, and may as well break the news to you.
That's what's happened to us. It's your cousin, my lord, for old
mister mc morris. He's dead. He died early this morning, God rest
his soul dead. I'm very sorry that I arrived too late to be any
help. Well, thank you for telling me Tallis or you may pick trap
down now, Hi, I'll bring so he's dead. Well, I can't
say it's unexpected, but it is a shock. Nevertheless, I'm sure that
it must be, particularly as you yourself told us you saw the ghost of
blackmail that might fall out in which case? In which case, Watson,
I think we may reasonably expect another visitation perhaps the poor. The night is
over if we go in. This is miss Nolan, my fiance, Mister
Shelock Holmes, Dr Watson. I'm very glad to meet you, and this
is how brother James Nolan, the manager of my estate, how to do
so? How are you, mister Nolan? Much better for seeing you both
up here? I'm sure it won't take you long to lay this ghost business.
By the first, you don't overestimate our abilities, mister nolan Alec you've
you've heard about your cousin of course, Oh yes, my dear Thamis told
us as we drove up. Where's Walter? He went into the village with
the doctor and the body of his father. He should be back to How's
he taking it? Very quietly? Too quietly if you ask me. Those
Americans are pretty demonster to people, you know, and Walter has been no
exception. But he behaved very strangely this morning when the doctor told him his
father was dead. He just said, now things will start to happen,
and then shut up like an oyster. Why can't they care? A tale
of the fellow. Yes, quite so, mister Holmes. I expect you
and doctor Watson would like to go to your room. I think i'd like
to take a look at the musicians gallery if you don't mind, just of
course, would you excuse a star? It's in the dining hall here.
It must have been very hospitable people in those days FIFTI or sixty people could
eat at that table. Hey, yes, doctor, needless to remark,
we hardly have usual room nowadays there's the musician's gallery, mister home, Oh
yes, yes, I see. How do we get up there? I'll
show you see there's a stone staircase behind this history here follow me. Watch
your step that's quite narrow, rather dark. What's your head? Watch chap
on me at homes I'm perfect built the stairs for pigments. A yes,
here we are, gentlemen. This is the musician's gather, Hi Joe.
It must have made a pretty picture. And the day's gone by a little
string orchestra fiddling away here and stumble up the Scottish nobility, bobbing and floating
around in the intricacies of a highlands of Tish or a state triga vat or
something. What does that dorley do to the bedroom wing? And that's where
that goes to peered from the other night, I suppose, yes, mister
Hope, uh door job. You generally keep this door on lock? Sir?
Why no? But the key mysteriously disappeared about a week. So James
is having a new and maid, so I must remind him about that.
We're up here, water, we're coming down. It's watering of Morris,
My good cousin's son. Oh, fellow, this has been a dreadful diner
for him. Yes, I'm afraid this is going to be a lot of
painful interview. Hello Walter, this is mister Sherlock Holmes and doctor Watson.
How do you do shell Lack Combs, Sir, I've heard about you and
your friend doctor Watson. Water Man, I'm friendfully sorry about your father,
are you now? Isn't that nice of you? Well, you'll be sorry
enough when you're here that I'm going to take you to court and prove that
I'm the real Earl of Lockmore Water of your mind? Am I? No?
Father was out of his because he kept quiet all these ye, But
I'm going to have my rights. I've looked up the records. I've had
genealogist working for months, and I've got all the facts that prove you're an
impossible man. What are you talking about? You know well enough when Cherlick
Holmes here essential great uncles of the gallows twenty years ago, the title in
the state should have come to my father. When I leave here tomorrow I'm
going straight to the finest lawyer in London. Then if you believe this,
why have you anything about it till now. Because I'm smart. I found
out a thing or two since I've been staying here. And one of the
things I found out is that your precious fiance and her brother wouldn't look twice
at if it weren't for your money. In the title shut up, you
will find out. She's a smart little felly and she knows what kind of
a track she's running you my compliment, sir, a very professional Opika is
a very well deserved offensive scoundrel. Sorry about this, Please don't say anything
in front of it. He's going to obsession. I fight understand. Come
on, Watson, let's go and find our rooms home. It's nearly dinner
time. Why are we wondering about here in the dark instead of having a
glass of share with the others? Were library and anteenches pectice now Watson like
were m beas it occurred to me that a further examination of his dining hall
might prove profitable personally home And I think you're wasting your time on this case.
What makes you think that will happen? It's perfectly obvious that young American
fellow was impascinating the ghost a few nights ago. He knew his father was
going to die, and he wanted to build up the legend so make his
own claim seemed more believable. But he's sound reasoning, Watson, that's a
biological in his deception. He should repeat the performance now that his father is
dead. Well, ghost walk at midnight? So where do we go and
have a glass of share? What is it home? Someone's coming in from
the library. Yes, who is it? You can we've got to start.
I heard voices and I knew the candles were not a lighting here,
so I came in to see who it was. You're watching for the ghost,
I suppose. Well you'll no be disappointed, gentlemen, though you may
see more than your bargain. For all that metal week, Ghostly things that
are not comprehend are playing with something much more dangerous than fire. Fire burns.
The shades are dead. To look up, it's as opening. It's
the ghost. Say here it comes the poor buddy. See the armor on
it and the way he's dragging one leg behind him. Yes, it really
quite an effective impersonation, and the twilight provides most appropriate life for his play
acting too. A few minutes young American, of course, look behind him,
there's another figure. Yes, best in the same kind of armor and
cuttying us hot. He's putting the cost to see him. He's turnning.
He's stuck. You're just raising his look out great heavens, he's knocking through
the ratings. That must be twenty foot fall. Come on, O,
come on, help you open his bicy Yes it's Waltim mcmartiest, the American.
Now from the angle of his head, I just suggest, but it
might be the late Waltim McCarty. Say Watson did all right home. He
while of the second ticket, has been able to slip back to that corn
his keepers. Come on, he was dressing arm and he can't covered it
passed. Perhaps bea come up a take him. Doctor Watson's story will continue
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the story of the limping ghost of Lockmayor. There's no trace of the ghost
magicians Geller. You gave him too much of a start on afraid, of
course you did find him. You'll never find him because he's not much Missus
macrinach. Is the original suit of armor, the one worn by the first
Earl of buckmase till Inmcastle. Ay, sir, it's in the library through
that door there. I'll take it too, Humbaba, thank you. We'll
find it. Come on, Rotten, bring that candle with you, Joe.
You can know what good thing you're to stop jappling in dinner, really
can Holmes? What do you make of the second girl? Impostor? Obviously,
but who could it have been? That's what we have to find out.
Old Chap and now did this Someone knew that the American Walter mac morris
was impersonating the ghost and used this macabol method to kill him. But why
kill him? Possibly his claims to the title and estate were varied, or
perhaps some phonetic were so diverted to the Muckmare legend that he assumed the role
of ghost and killed him for his sacrilege. Old the cattle, Little Highway,
little jab. Hello, here's a suit of armor homes lying in a
heap on the floor on the forehead, But I said, obviously belongs on
that stand over there, perfectly clear. What's happened? The second figure used
this armor and slipped it back in here while we were examining the dead massively?
What's impossibly? These disarmour gives us a definitely clue, but it limits
the field of posible sous. How do you mean? Well, it's an
interesting fact that the human race has grown definitely nager in the past four hundred
years. If you modern men can wear authentic ancient armor like this. For
example, take the first item on the top of the heap lying on the
floor. Here he is gauntlets of chain mail. Got a arm well much
too small to day either you nor I could have won this suit. No
local youngeman this take it. But as his sister could have done this,
Sok Thomas a butcher. He's a small feman, and he becomes the dah
Watson, how a distinguished client. The young Earl of Lucknaire isn't so a
small manage? You're so he is, and he might EASi had a motive
down with Maris Head disputed his right the title earlier in the day. He
mustn't jump to conclusions. Nevertheless, you see what valuable evidence this arm has
become. Hello at sounds of the rest of the part here on the seas,
I suggested we join them, without making any reference to the suit of
armor. Remember old chap one of them in there is a murderer, and
we may have to suffer trap to catch him. No, of course,
are you sure he's dead, Dr Watson, There's no doubt about it.
His neck was broken instantly by the fall. It's tread for father and son
both died on the same day. And you said the real ghost came up
behind him, mister Holmes and struck them, so they crashed through the railing
of them, I said, another figure addressed in and killed him, mister
Nolan. So the real ghost I saw him when he owned two eyes.
He killed that man for trying to bring shame on the name of Lochneir.
Who can't we get into touch with the police. How can I get a
message to them tonight? If you look outside, were almost completely stowed in
snow. It Oh, hush, sharling, there's nothing to be afraid of
anymore. No, at least we have the assurance that the ghosts were not
limped again. Why well, the murderers. No further motive for impersonating the
ghost the walk now would be to support the dead Americans claims. No,
we shall spend a quiet night and tomorrow I shall communicate with the proper authorities
as to my quite definite notions regarding the murderers. I but if the ghost
should walk again, mister and sir, I shall know that at last I've
encountered the truly supernatural crime, and she'll retire from the practice of them of
detection. As a little two o'clock, you're still over there the window,
Buffy were Papio, you can help being that young with Morris knows the g
wil More. He told us pretty little more. The shift to look about
him. I don't like, never did trust a fellow. Good look a
squall in the eye. Let you feel the same way. Home homes,
homes, fire homes, Black Watson, where's you been? I thought you
was over over the window. We've been talking too, my dettle chap.
It was on the dressing gown around the last step of this strange, thankful
tragedy. Thank the Lord for that. Perhaps I can get some sleep.
Homes, Where have you been? I went to the musicians Harry and waited
the trap. Now it's ready to spring, don't thoughtful? What? Come
on? Come on? What do you mean you you faited a trap?
You'll see for yourself in a few moments. As a matter of fact,
I really dated it when I said downstairs, if the real ghosts should walk
again, I would retire from the practice of the texture. I didn't understand
you were saying it was well. I was tempting the murderer to show his
hand runs more. Come on, come on, where are we going to
wait? Behind the curtain at the foot of the stairs leading to the musicians
gallery? And I hope we don't have to wait very long, Holmes,
I'm getting a crook in my neck trying to peer through this wretched curtain.
How much longer do we have to wait? Murry? You certainly come,
not certain, but hopeful, expretely hopeful. Well who it is? Don't
too? Yes, but my proof is too thing for a quarter of law.
I mustn't touch him in the act. You got it, splendid,
Let's go? Hell no, no, he walk into my trap. He's
coming towards the head of the stairs. Great start. Exactly a simple piece
of wire stretched across the gallery is remarkably affected even with ghosts. Can't don't
off for this biker. There we are, good lord, it's it's changed
now exactly what's happened? He walked into a simple trap, friend, And
I'm fraid the next trap will be more lethal, or, if I'm down
to it, proved to be the one beneath the gallows. Well, now
that we're headed back to London homes, perhaps you settle one or two points
in the case that are borrowing me quite a bit with pleasure, my dear
Chapard, are they I still don't see what Nolan's motive was in murdering the
American. All that should be obvious. He wanted to ensure that his sister's
aounced woud enjoy undisputed title to the name of the states. How did you
know it was Nolan? When I examined the authentic suit of armor, you
see, it was obvious it had never been worn. I still don't quite
You have to shoot of armor was in a heap on the floor. Yeah,
and if it had been hastily discarded. And yet well, the gauntlets
were on top of the pile, you remember, That's right, there were.
If the shoot had really have been worn, the gauntets would have been
the first things to have been taken off, and so would have been the
underneath the pile. Obviously, therefore, the armor had been disarranged in order
to make people believe the real ghost A walk after the American's death, the
suspects before Miss Nolan, her brother, Thomas, the butler, and Earl
himself. When I pulled out missus mc clinton, because remember she was standing
behind us of the plan of the murder. I'm beginning to understand all the
suspects except Nolan was small enough to warn the other that's right. Therefore,
only he could have pretended to use it. He did you. Oh no,
my dear fellow undogly he procured a similar one of modern manufacture. An
amazing case. I'm an interesting one at any rate. And once again,
old fellow, I'm possibly reminded of an old Scottish litany Scottish litter there which
one you remember it? I'm coolies and ghosts and long legged beasties and things
that go bump in the night, good lord deliverers, Well darker, that's
really a swell story. You know. For a while I was beginning to
believe in ghost Well I'm assumed to admit it, but at the time,
so you know, this sounds silly, But I bet it would be fun
to be one of those legendary English ghosts, you know, go around sticking
and ose and too everybody's business and playing practical jokes like Matt nobody able to
figure out who did it. Fun in a way. Well, you can
go around scaring people where you want to. But for me, I think
it goes leads a terrible life, so instance, can't have a pleasure of
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doctor, what story are you going to tell us this week? Well,
now, next week, mister Bartel, I'm going to tell you a strange
adventure that Holmes and I had in the English countryside. It concerns the apparent
madness of a certain Colonel Warburton and the pleasant mystery of two dead dogs tonight.
Sherlock Holmes adventure is written by Dennis Green and Anthony Boucher and is based
on an incident in the Sir Arthur Conan Doyle story The Crooked Man. Mister
Rathbourne appears through the courtesy of met Goldwyn May and mister Bruce through the courtesy
of Universal Pictures, where they are now starring in the Sherlock Holmes series.
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