Speaker 1: And now doctor Watson. What about the Adventure of the
Speaker 1: Curious crept.
Speaker 2: Well, mister Harris. It began in the summer of eighteen
Speaker 2: ninety nine. This was a decade when fortunes were being
Speaker 2: made in the New World by enterprising Englishmen, and among
Speaker 2: the new rich was a man named John Gibbon. Strange
Speaker 2: and eccentric man. As Gibbon, not without a rather shady reputation.
Speaker 2: He returned to England to retire with his son Cedric
Speaker 2: and his daughter Ellen, and it was said but the
Speaker 2: children hated their father bitterly. The London newspapers had dubbed
Speaker 2: Gibbon Silver John, since he had a distrust of paper
Speaker 2: money in the banks, and the rumor was that his
Speaker 2: fortune was a vast hoard of silver allows concealed somewhere
Speaker 2: in his house. Then one night, in the cellar of
Speaker 2: the Gibbon manner.
Speaker 3: It's around here, somewhere, money's buried where?
Speaker 4: And I.
Speaker 5: Cedric cards to me, Ah, oh, you're digging in the
Speaker 5: cellar again, eh, you stupid young father. I tried to
Speaker 5: find my money, trying to rub you.
Speaker 4: Young welp.
Speaker 6: I begged you for an allowance, father, even alone as well.
Speaker 5: You'll rot before you get a penny.
Speaker 7: Do you hear?
Speaker 5: I spent hard years in Canada, risk my life to
Speaker 5: make my fortune.
Speaker 3: I know, I know all about it.
Speaker 5: If you think I'm going to let a dissolute son
Speaker 5: and an extravagant daughter leave me into bankruptcy, you're wrong.
Speaker 4: I see you.
Speaker 6: Spent a fortune just for that mausoleum of yours at
Speaker 6: Kensington Cemetery with your statue on top of it, and
Speaker 6: yet not one penny for your for your own daughter
Speaker 6: and son, my daughter and son.
Speaker 5: You want nothing from me but by silver dollars, nothing,
Speaker 5: but you not get the knocked even after I've got why.
Speaker 8: You contemptible old black guard, you rotten miser, Cedric? What
Speaker 8: I ought to joke the life from youric? Curl my
Speaker 8: hands around your scrawning like this. No, don't, it's murdered.
Speaker 8: You're here murder hell, hell.
Speaker 4: What you're doing, Cedric?
Speaker 5: Stop it?
Speaker 3: Stop nick her offul out of a penny.
Speaker 4: He deserves to.
Speaker 2: Die, Cedric, don't you let him go.
Speaker 8: I'll let him go, but the next time I'll kill him.
Speaker 8: As Heaven's my witness, I'll kill him. Get out, Get
Speaker 8: out to young well, get out of my house.
Speaker 2: Before I call the.
Speaker 9: Police, mister Holmes, Doctor Watson, that's the story, the whole story.
Speaker 9: My father and brother have this awful quarrel in the.
Speaker 2: S and now now your father's disappeared he, Miss Gibbon, Yes.
Speaker 9: He's vanished completely.
Speaker 4: Hmmm, interesting that you have no idea of your brother
Speaker 4: Cedric's whereabouts.
Speaker 9: No, mister Holmes, not since my father ordered him out
Speaker 9: of the house.
Speaker 4: See why did you come here to Baker Street, Miss Gibbon.
Speaker 4: Why didn't you go to the police.
Speaker 9: Because this is a family matter. The newspapers that they'd
Speaker 9: be unmerciful, mister Holmes.
Speaker 4: Besides, my brother Cedric, well, he might be involved in murder,
Speaker 4: Miss Gibbons.
Speaker 9: Yes, yes, murder.
Speaker 2: Oh certainly was a young man might have been desperate
Speaker 2: enough to ask.
Speaker 4: Quite Watson. Quite now, then, Misgibbon, let us review the facts.
Speaker 4: Your father, John Gibbon, made a fortune in ranching properties
Speaker 4: in western Canada. He was a partner of a brother,
Speaker 4: Hugo Gibbon.
Speaker 9: Yes, that's right.
Speaker 2: Do you recall him, Miss Gibbon, Uncle Hugo.
Speaker 9: No, Doctor Watson, both Cedric and I were too young
Speaker 9: to remember anything.
Speaker 4: See to continue, your father cheated Hugo out of his
Speaker 4: share of the run properties, drove you go into bankruptcy
Speaker 4: and then finally disappeared.
Speaker 9: Yes, mister Holmes, I will you help me find my
Speaker 9: father and brother.
Speaker 4: You can count on me. Miss Gibbon. I find this
Speaker 4: situation rather bizarre and hence much to my liking. Open up,
Speaker 4: open the door, caretaker.
Speaker 5: What is it?
Speaker 4: What do you want? I want to get into the cemetery.
Speaker 5: Unlock the gate said, it's past midnight. We don't allow
Speaker 5: visitors and getting contemmetary after die.
Speaker 6: Look here, caretaker, I just want to look at my
Speaker 6: father's tomb. My name is Gibbon, Cedric Gibbon.
Speaker 5: Gibbon. That's right, and there's a quid in it for
Speaker 5: you if you'll do what I say. Well, I can't
Speaker 5: see any harm need if you just want to look,
Speaker 5: I'm along.
Speaker 4: Let's see.
Speaker 3: That's it, my father's tomb.
Speaker 4: Cursing.
Speaker 3: Hare's his statue on the roof. He gattistical, old fool out.
Speaker 2: No, no, come to Kensington gave the yards again? Oh sue,
Speaker 2: have you read the morning Telegraph? No? I haven't bought
Speaker 2: some What is it, Sidric Gibbon? He was seen last night?
Speaker 4: Indeed?
Speaker 2: Well, as he entered the Kensington Cemetery shortly after midnight,
Speaker 2: and he never came out again. The Cabby who drove
Speaker 2: him there the caretaker Malsby, who admitted him, both identified
Speaker 2: young Gibbon. That isn't the end of this devilished business?
Speaker 4: What else is that? Well?
Speaker 2: Both the cabyan caretaker swore they heard Gibbons scream after that,
Speaker 2: a kind of wild and weird laughter coming from the graveyard.
Speaker 4: I see. And of course the police have already blundered
Speaker 4: into this case.
Speaker 2: Yessay? Have they searched the cemetery and found nothing except
Speaker 2: for Gibbon's foot printsp well by Joe?
Speaker 4: Well, what is it?
Speaker 2: Well, according to this newspaper account, the footprints ended abruptly
Speaker 2: on the cemetery road, as though Gibbon had been picked
Speaker 2: up by.
Speaker 4: Some monson, get your hat and stick, must be off
Speaker 4: to Kensington Cemetery at once, Note Watson Gibbons. His footprints
Speaker 4: are quite clear here on the cemetery road. Luckily the
Speaker 4: roads damped from the recent rain.
Speaker 2: This whole thing has a touch of the supernatural, ghouls
Speaker 2: and all that sort of Who do you think did that?
Speaker 2: Weird love?
Speaker 4: And we shall find out in good time, my dear,
Speaker 4: and I I assure you when huh what is it?
Speaker 4: Note Watson, observe the footprints too.
Speaker 2: That's stirring. The telegraph is accurate? The prince do end abruptly.
Speaker 4: Not quite, Watson, not quite?
Speaker 2: What do you mean?
Speaker 4: Look? The earth has been scraped to the side of
Speaker 4: the prince and into the grass, as though Gibbons' shoes
Speaker 4: had dragged years. Observed too, that these prints terminate less
Speaker 4: than twenty five feet from the mausoleum of John Gibbon.
Speaker 2: Is it significant?
Speaker 4: Very? What did Jews latter? Watson later? At this moment,
Speaker 4: I should like to examine the roof of the tomb,
Speaker 4: the roof so jealously guarded by that marble image of
Speaker 4: the eccentric millionaire John Gibbon a hose.
Speaker 2: I don't see anything up here on the roof.
Speaker 4: Isn't you, Watson? Then you're obviously in need of spectacles.
Speaker 4: There are definite scratches on the polished stone surface of
Speaker 4: this cripp roof, He'll write. And what's more, they lead
Speaker 4: to this tightly locked door. Come, Watson's be off to
Speaker 4: first a talk with a caretaker moulsday, and then we
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Speaker 1: And now doctor Watson. Doctor Watson, you were relating to
Speaker 1: us the adventure of the Curious Crypt.
Speaker 2: This so I was, mister Harris.
Speaker 4: So I was.
Speaker 2: As you recall, both John Gibbon and his son Cedric
Speaker 2: had vanished under strained circumstances, and at Kensington Cemetery Holmes
Speaker 2: had conducted a thorough investigation, expressed his intention to return
Speaker 2: and to the crypt at nothing at any rate. As
Speaker 2: we came out, we stopped in at the cottage of
Speaker 2: the cemetery caretaker, Molson.
Speaker 4: You had a screamed malsby and then a kind of
Speaker 4: wild laughter.
Speaker 5: Is that correct, Yes, mister Holmes, it was terrible, terrible
Speaker 5: enough to chilli man's blood.
Speaker 4: Yes, I see a question, Wilsby. Yes, sir, the rules
Speaker 4: on the entrant sign state specifically that no visitors are
Speaker 4: allowed in Kensington Cemetery after dark. How does it happen
Speaker 4: that you admitted Gibbon for the gate.
Speaker 5: Well, mister Holmes, he was John Gibbons Sadden, and the
Speaker 5: old Gentleman's an important person here, so to speak, built
Speaker 5: the biggest tomb in the graveyard. I couldn't very well
Speaker 5: refuse his son, and as he said, he only wanted
Speaker 5: to take a look at his father's too.
Speaker 2: It didn't strike you strange that he wanted to view
Speaker 2: the crypt and the dead.
Speaker 5: Of night, well nose, we get some pretty queer customers
Speaker 5: visiting the cemetery.
Speaker 4: Yes, I see one more question, Willsby. Have you ever
Speaker 4: met John Gibbon, the old gentleman.
Speaker 5: Yes, Noster Holmes, I've only been here a month or two.
Speaker 5: The only part of mister Gibbon I've met is that
Speaker 5: stone statue of him on the crypt room.
Speaker 4: I see, Well, Molesby, at the moment, there's no more
Speaker 4: information we require. Thank you, come Watsons after, But.
Speaker 2: We didn't find out much sir.
Speaker 4: Oh in the country, Watson, we did h what? Surely
Speaker 4: you've noticed that Mowlesby was slightly bow legged?
Speaker 2: Bow legged, homes, what did you do?
Speaker 1: More Over?
Speaker 4: His eyes were watery blue and squinty.
Speaker 2: But I should I suppose he did. What's a man's
Speaker 2: eyes and legs.
Speaker 4: Got to do? With many details, Watson, Perhaps significant, perhaps irrelevant?
Speaker 4: I Ah, what is it? Look here on the path, Watson,
Speaker 4: a silver dollar?
Speaker 1: What is that?
Speaker 4: Rather unusual? Don't you think, Watson, to find a silver
Speaker 4: dollar lying on the ground outside an English cemetery, I
Speaker 4: suppose to insqued. I'm beginning to see the pattern here
Speaker 4: of a devilish and ingenious plot when we returned to
Speaker 4: the graveyard here tonight, I hope to unearth the last
Speaker 4: few missing friends, Watson. They're in luck to night. It's
Speaker 4: enough moonlight for clear observation. Observed that massive marble building
Speaker 4: just on the other side of that deep hollow ahead.
Speaker 2: Yers the Gibbon too, an infernal statue of old John
Speaker 2: Gibbons standing on the roof. I must say, the juicy
Speaker 2: thing looks almost alive.
Speaker 4: The Watson pres her, I believe I just saw the
Speaker 4: statue move move. Yes, it raised its arm and turned
Speaker 4: its head toward us Homes.
Speaker 2: You must be mistaken a statue of John Gibbons made
Speaker 2: of stone. It can't move, Good lord, what.
Speaker 4: Was the statue? It's laughing, Watson, Joe Holmes, You're right,
Speaker 4: look at it. It's running across the mass of them
Speaker 4: roof homes.
Speaker 2: This is incredible, incredible. My eyes must be playing tricks
Speaker 2: on me.
Speaker 4: I jumped off the tomb roof. It's running aross the graveyard. Quick, Watson,
Speaker 4: after it.
Speaker 2: Hoose We last sight of it. We ran down into
Speaker 2: that hollow.
Speaker 4: It came up the hill here, Yes, and the roof
Speaker 4: is empty now's.
Speaker 2: But how could a stone statue run and laugh like
Speaker 2: a media?
Speaker 4: Obviously the statue was human. Come, let's get up on
Speaker 4: the roof. Yeah, I'll give you a hand, right hold now, Watson. Nope,
Speaker 4: this supporting pin on which the statue stood observed how
Speaker 4: shiny it is.
Speaker 2: What does that mean?
Speaker 4: It means that the real statue, the stone figure, has
Speaker 4: been removed from this supporting pin and carried away for
Speaker 4: I don't miss my guess. It's in the interior of
Speaker 4: the crypt, and our next step is to force open
Speaker 4: this metal crypt door. I pose Yes, someone's been here before.
Speaker 2: Us, perhaps he Perhaps the thing is inside the tomb.
Speaker 4: Now as perhaps obviously the only way to find out
Speaker 4: is to enter the tomb and see for ourselves with
Speaker 4: your pistol handy. Yes, then let's proceed down these stone steps.
Speaker 2: Hose Why haven't you started down the stairs with you?
Speaker 4: In a second, Watson? But first I.
Speaker 2: Knows what the deuce are you doing up there?
Speaker 4: Merely closing the crypt door behind us? Now, then let's
Speaker 4: go down. We could use your dark lantern now and
Speaker 4: hold it up. Uh huh. Observed the stone statue was
Speaker 4: lying on these stairs, and you kicked it down, and
Speaker 4: by its sound, it's a hollow affair, probably a marble
Speaker 4: surface over a plaster base, and easy enough for a
Speaker 4: strong man to lift. Now, suppose we go down to
Speaker 4: the crypt itself, hosey place seems to be opted. Oh
Speaker 4: on the country, Watson. Look in the corner, good lord,
Speaker 4: the precisely two bodies, one John Gibbon, the other his
Speaker 4: son Cedric.
Speaker 2: The marks on the neck, the mean strangles.
Speaker 4: They have indeed, in a fiendish and unique way, I
Speaker 4: might add, Hi, humph, there's a silver casket here on
Speaker 4: this raised platform. Another whim of the eccentric old gentleman
Speaker 4: John Gibbon.
Speaker 2: Os, you're not going to open it?
Speaker 4: I am indeed, ah.
Speaker 2: Homes good heavens.
Speaker 4: Yes, Watson, as you see, it's full of silver dollars.
Speaker 4: And what's listens?
Speaker 2: Footsteps on the crypt roof right, we have a visitor,
Speaker 2: the fiendish killer.
Speaker 4: Quick up, that.
Speaker 5: Grieving mister Hoe, Doctor Watson. I left the crypt door
Speaker 5: open for you. You are riding your fools. Walk right
Speaker 5: in hose.
Speaker 2: Who is it?
Speaker 4: Who's quite obvious, Watson. This man is Hugo Gibbon alias
Speaker 4: Small's be the caretaker. Hugo Gibbon, precisely, the brother of
Speaker 4: old John Gibbon and his former partner.
Speaker 5: Yes, mister Holmes, you are very clever. I and yougo Gibbon,
Speaker 5: that cursed brother. My rob me, cheated me, ruined me,
Speaker 5: sent me to an asylum. But I escaped.
Speaker 2: I escaped.
Speaker 4: I came back. Yes, you came back and discovered that
Speaker 4: John Gibbon hid his fortune in his own mausoleum. You
Speaker 4: gained employment here, saw him come to the tomb and
Speaker 4: posed as the statue in the dark. He was unaware
Speaker 4: that you were alive. Then when he walked underneath. You
Speaker 4: lassued him and strangled him. Who I'm ster Holmes, go on,
Speaker 4: you are right. You did the same to his son Cedric,
Speaker 4: who finally suspected that his father's wealth was buried here.
Speaker 4: You took the crypt door key from old John's pocket,
Speaker 4: hid both bodies here and started to carry the silver
Speaker 4: dollars out.
Speaker 5: Yes, mister Holmes, you are very clever, but it won't
Speaker 5: do you any good because I'm going to lock you
Speaker 5: both in this pit. Bury you alive, and when you're
Speaker 5: both dead, I'll come back for the rest of the
Speaker 5: money in the casket.
Speaker 2: Who's gonna strap your night, mister Holmes.
Speaker 5: Dr Watson, good night and peasant rains.
Speaker 4: Quick Watson, have your pistol ready and after him up
Speaker 4: the stairs. Hurry the doom door and slacked her. It's
Speaker 4: not I smashed the lock before we entered. Watson. There's
Speaker 4: Hugo Gibbon running through the cemetery in the moonlight. Quick
Speaker 4: fire pistol. Good shooting, Watson. You got him, well, Watson,
Speaker 4: a man, Hugo Gibbon is safely in the custody of
Speaker 4: Scotland Yard. Your shot was not fatal, but he will
Speaker 4: pay his debt to the crown.
Speaker 2: No, it seems incredible hurt. So Gibbon alias Molesby hid
Speaker 2: the real statue in the crypt, posed on the roof himself,
Speaker 2: and lasued is unsuspecting victims sake exactly.
Speaker 4: You will recall how the footsteps ended, but the marks
Speaker 4: on the grass indicated that something had been dragged across it.
Speaker 4: Hugo simply hauled in his rope with his strangling victim
Speaker 4: on the end of it.
Speaker 2: But how'd you know Mosby was actually Gibbn.
Speaker 4: Oh, It's obvious, Watson. Only a man who'd lived in
Speaker 4: the West could cultivate such skill. With the lassoo and
Speaker 4: the caretaker, I knew immediately was a Westerner. But his
Speaker 4: legs were bowed, a characteristic symptom of long hours in
Speaker 4: the saddle. Then too, his eyes squinted, another trait of
Speaker 4: ranchers used to staring at far off horizons. Naturally, I
Speaker 4: thought immediately of John Gibbons's brother, an old ranching partner.
Speaker 2: Hugo, and the silver dollar you found near the cottage
Speaker 2: convinced you that he had robbed the two Quite holmes,
Speaker 2: I must congratulate. I have never seen you conduct a
Speaker 2: more brilliant investigation.
Speaker 4: Thank you, Watson. I am, as you know, fundamentally a
Speaker 4: man of modesty. Shall we merely call it extraordinary?
Speaker 1: Let it go back, well, doctor Watson, that was quite
Speaker 1: an adventure, sir.
Speaker 2: It was indeed, mister Harris. And I might add that
Speaker 2: the police, at Holmes's suggestion, excavated the caretaker's jar and
Speaker 2: discovered some two hundred thousand silver dollars buried there, most
Speaker 2: of which had come from deep recesses in the walls
Speaker 2: of the given crypt.
Speaker 1: I have fortune in those days, doctor Watson. And now
Speaker 1: what about next week's adventure.
Speaker 2: Next week, mister Harris, I shall relate to you the
Speaker 2: adventure of the Red Death. It concerns a bottle of
Speaker 2: laundry ink, a vengeful see captain, and what was probably
Speaker 2: the greatest threat to the population of London in that decade.