(Thunderclap)
(Distressed shouting)
Help me! Help me! Help me!
There's nobody there. There's nobody there!
Help me! Help me!
Treachery! Treachery! Ruined! Ruined!
In here. Come on.
- Oh, God! The shame! - Take him in there.
- (Door being tried) - (Watson) Holmes? Holmes?
- (Knocking on door) - Holmes?
Holmes? Holmes?
You come at a crisis, Watson.
Help yourself to tobacco. I shall be at your service in an instant.
If this remains blue, all is well. If it turns red, it's a man's life.
I thought as much.
Mrs Hudson!
Would you find Billy? Tell him to send telegrams without delay. Thank you.
Sit down, Watson.
What a commonplace little murder!
You have something more interesting, I fancy.
You are the stormy petrel of crime. What is it?
I've had a letter from a boy I was at school with.
I think you should read it.
Percy Phelps. Brilliant boy, carried off every prize the school had to offer.
Went on to Cambridge.
I must confess, he passed completely out of my mind until this.
(Percy) 'My dear Watson, I've no doubt you remember Tadpole Phelps,
'who was in the third form when you were in the fifth.
'You may have heard that through my uncle's influence
'I obtained a good appointment at the Foreign Office.'
His uncle's Lord Holdhurst.
'... and that I was in a position of trust and honour
'till a horrible misfortune came suddenly to blast my career.'
His gaudy connections did him little good at school.
It seemed to us a piquant thing to chevy him about the playground,
hit him over the shins with a wicket.
(Tutting)
"Do you think you could bring your friend Mr Holmes down to see me?"
- It doesn't tell us much. - Hardly anything.
- The writing is of interest. A woman's. - No, no, a man's, surely.
No, a woman's.
At the commencement of a case,
it is always something to know that a client is in close contact with someone,
who, for good or evil, has an exceptional nature.
You're interested!
Indeed.
If you are ready, let us start for Braybury House, Woking, at once.
Well, my practice...
Oh, oh, oh! Well, if your cases are more interesting than mine...
I was going to say my practice would do very well for a day or two.
- It's the slackest time of the year. - Excellent.
Then, let us visit this diplomatist who is in such evil case.
And the lady to whom he dictates his letters.
Mrs Hudson! Hot water!
Ah, Rose. Take these for me, would you? There's a good girl.
- Mr Sherlock Holmes? - My colleague and friend, Dr Watson.
Dr Watson, I'm glad you've come. Percy's been enquiring after you. Poor chap.
I perceive that you yourself are not a member of the family.
You see my JH monogram. For a moment, I thought you'd been clever.
Joseph Harrison.
Since Percy's betrothed to my sister Annie, I shall be a relation by marriage.
You'll find her in his room.
She's been nursing him these past two months.
Rose. The house.
Now, listen. They're here. Shall I leave?
No... No.
I should never have known you under that moustache
and I dare say you wouldn't swear to me.
Not at all. Still the same dear, old Tadpole.
And this, I presume, is your celebrated friend.
Mr Sherlock Holmes, Mr Percy Phelps.
And I'm Miss Harrison.
My fiancée and my nurse. Please, sit down.
- I showed Holmes the letter you wrote. - Yes, I hoped you would.
- It was rather short on detail. - Then let me get straight to the point.
I work as a clerk in the Foreign Office. My uncle is Lord Holdhurst.
When he became Foreign Minister,
he gave me occasional delicate missions of trust,
which I always managed to conduct successfully.
I'm sure you did, old chap.
Pray, continue, Mr Phelps.
Nearly ten weeks ago, it was the evening of 23rd May,
he called me into his private room.
Ah, Percy. My dear boy.
Good evening, sir.
You've heard of the naval treaty
that has just been drawn up between England and Italy?
- I've read rumours in the press, sir. - Most regrettable!
It is of the utmost importance that nothing further should leak out.
The French and Russian embassies
would pay an immense sum to learn its contents.
This is the original.
It should not leave my bureau, were it not necessary to have it copied.
Take it straight to your office and lock it up.
Now, remain behind when the others go,
so that you can work at your leisure without fear of being overlooked.
And when you have finished, relock both the original and the draft in your desk.
And hand them over to me personally tomorrow morning.
The very greatest care, Nephew.
You may rely on it, sir.
(Holmes) 'This treaty, can you be more precise as to its nature?
(Phelps) 'It defined the position of Britain towards the Triple Alliance
'should the French fleet gain ascendancy over Italy in the Mediterranean.
'I returned straight to my office,
'where I found a colleague, Sir Charles Gorot, still working.
Hello, old chap.
What did Uncle want?
To congratulate me on my engagement.
Splendid.
Nothing else?
Some fishing dispute he wanted me to copy.
You're not still on that Bulgarian piece, are you?
It's extremely longwinded and tiresome. And I am fagged out for the night.
- Are you working late again? - Just a few things.
Slack off a bit, old man.
Ambition's a fine thing and all that
but do not neglect the beautiful Miss Harrison.
Some other chap might step in.
- She wouldn't have you, Charles. - Oh, not me, old man.
I've got my Daphne.
- Good night to you. - Good night.
(Holmes) You made sure that he was gone?
Quite sure. I copied as fast as I could, for I knew Joseph, my fiancée's brother...
We met him in the garden.
He was in town, travelling back to Woking by the 11 o'clock train.
I wanted to catch it.
- But it was a long document? - Written in French.
By nine o'clock, I was feeling drowsy, and scarcely a third of the way through.
I thought a cup of coffee might clear my brain,
so I rang the commissionaire who stays on duty all night
in the lodge at the bottom of the stairs.
To my surprise, it was a woman who answered the summons.
I'm sorry. I was ringing for Mr Tangey.
I'm his wife, sir. I do the char work in this building.
Ah... Well, I was wondering if he might bring me a cup of coffee.
I'll go and ask him, sir.
This... woman. You've never noticed her in the building before?
Never.
The coffee was some time coming.
- So I went down to investigate. - Leaving the room unguarded?
Yes.
I found Tangey. Asleep.
Mr Phelps, sir.
I'm very sorry, sir. I must have dropped off for a moment.
- Your coffee, sir. - (Ringing)
But if you're here, sir, who's ringing the bell?
- Bell? What bell is it? - The room in which you're working, sir.
(Holmes) 'You ran back upstairs,
'and the document was gone from your desk.
(Phelps) 'Yes.'
God, no!
(Watson) You passed no one in the corridor?
No one. There was no one!
In the room, in the corridor.
All seemed exactly as I'd left it.
Percy has drawn a chart, which he thought might be of use.
Yes, that's of the utmost importance, Mr Holmes.
Yes, I think I quite follow it.
On your discovery of the theft, what did you do then?
I recognised that the thief must have come up through the side door.
This one here.
Of course, you'd have met him if he'd come the other way.
He could not have been concealed in the room or the corridor?
Absolutely impossible. All the other doors were locked.
Strict Foreign Office regulations.
There was no cover at all. A rat couldn't have concealed himself there.
(Big Ben striking)
'Tangey and I rushed down the stairs that lead into Charles Street.
'The door at the bottom was closed. Unlocked.'
It was dark. Raining.
There was no one.
But I distinctly remember the three quarters of Big Ben.
A quarter to... ten?
That is of enormous importance.
They came out here. You see, Holmes?
On the corner we found a policeman.
He'd seen no one leave except for the commissionaire's wife.
So we ran through to Whitehall.
It was full of traffic, people coming and going,
all only too eager to find a place of shelter on so wet a night.
No lounger to tell you who'd passed?
None.
- (Holmes) Had it rained all evening? - Since about seven.
Ah, this chain of events is certainly of extraordinary interest.
And so you returned to the office?
Examined it, I presume, to see if the intruder had left any traces?
Muddy foot marks, any cigar end or dropped glove? Hairpin?
There was nothing.
Except the tangible fact that the commissionaire's wife
had run out of the building not ten minutes earlier.
What did you do next, Mr Phelps?
The constable alerted Scotland Yard.
It was then, for the first time, the full horror of my situation came upon me.
I'd been so confident of regaining the treaty.
I dared not be...
Watson will tell you I was a nervous, sensitive boy at school.
It's my nature.
I thought of my uncle,
his Cabinet colleagues,
the shame I'd brought upon them,
myself.
Everyone connected with me.
Although I was the victim of an accident.
There are no allowances for accidents in diplomatic circles.
I was ruined...
...shamefully.
Hopelessly. Ruined.
Steady on, old chap.
There.
Stand back, will you, Holmes?
- Is the investigation concluded? - Adjourned.
Poor old Percy. Terrible strain, all this.
Career in the balance.
Your sister remains devoted. How long has she known Mr Phelps?
They met in Northumberland in the winter.
Percy was travelling on government business. It was love at first sight.
- Do your people approve of the match? - Oh, indeed, Mr Holmes.
Especially when they learned of Percy's connection with Lord Holdhurst.
My father is an iron master, a staunch supporter of the Conservative Party.
She came here to meet Percy's people and you came as escort?
Just before they left for America.
The wedding is planned for September. If the poor chap recovers.
I suppose you only intended a short visit and then came the smash?
May I ask you what your occupation is
that allows you to while away the summer in Woking?
As the eldest son, I have expectations of inheriting my father's business.
I also dabble in stocks and shares, which grants me a certain independence.
My apologies, if my question offended you.
On May 23rd,
had you arranged to meet Mr Phelps to take the 11 o'clock train together?
No. That may have been his intention.
He knew I was in London but I wasn't expecting to meet him.
Thank you for your time, Mr Harrison. Shall I erm?
And would you? The sick room.
Mr Holmes, I do apologise. I feel calmer now, thanks to Watson's ministrations.
Gently with him, Holmes.
Mr Phelps, there is just the matter of the commissionaire's wife.
Yes, of course. Yes, I remember.
Shortly after our return to my office,
Inspector Forbes of the Yard arrived to take up the case.
We hired a cab and within half an hour were at the Tangeys' home in Brixton.
The door was opened by his eldest daughter.
- Here, what do you want? - Is your mother at home?
Not yet. She does a night job, cleaning.
We'll wait for her, if you don't mind. In here?
You get back in. Now, go on and shut the door.
(Phelps) After about ten minutes, we heard the front door.
And here we made one serious mistake, for which I blame myself.
Mum, there's two men in the parlour, wants to talk to you.
Oh, my Gawd!
Oh, if it isn't Mr Phelps of the office!
- Who'd you think we were? - The bailiffs.
We've had some trouble with a tradesman. Here! Get off! Leave that!
- Get off! - (Coins rattling)
We believe you've taken a paper from the Foreign Office,
and you ran in here to dispose of it.
- You'd better come to Scotland Yard. - Take your hands off me!
- I ain't taken no paper! - You'd best come quietly!
- Mr Phelps! - Stop him!
(Holmes) You made a full examination of the kitchen?
Yes. There was no sign of the documents.
A four-wheeler was brought and we all three drove back to Scotland Yard.
I waited in an agony of suspense
until the female searcher came back with her report.
- They found nothing? - After that, I have no clear recollection.
I believe a police officer drove me to Waterloo,
where, by the merest good fortune, I met Dr Ferrier, who lives near us
and was travelling down by the next train.
- The train you caught now was? - The 11:40, I think.
Dr Ferrier most kindly took charge of me.
Just as well he did, for I had a fit in the station.
I was practically a raving lunatic.
- Your brother had already returned? - Yes.
I was surprised but not unduly worried that he was alone.
Percy often worked late and I knew there was another train, so I went to bed.
And some time after midnight?
I was woken by the most fearful commotion in the hall.
Come on, bring him in here.
(Thunder)
Oh, God! The shame! The shame!
Your brother was sleeping down here, in this room?
My family were taking advantage of their trip to America
to have several bedrooms redecorated.
It was evident that Percy was in for a long illness.
So Joseph was bundled up to my room
and this was turned into a sick room.
For me.
Why, it's a very cheery room.
I've lain here for nine weeks, delirious.
If it had not been for Miss Harrison, and the doctor's care,
I should not be speaking to you now.
She nursed me by day. A hired nurse looked after me at night.
For in the mad fits, I was capable of anything.
It's only in the last few days that my reason has slowly cleared.
I've wired Inspector Forbes but he's told me no clue has been discovered.
So I turn to you, Mr Holmes, as my last hope.
Just one question, of the utmost importance.
Did you tell anyone you had this special task?
- No one. - Not Miss Harrison, for example?
No. I'd not been back to Woking
in between getting the order and executing the commission.
What a lovely thing a rose is!
There is nothing in which deduction is so necessary...
as in religion.
It can be built up as an exact science by the reasoner.
Our highest assurance of the goodness of providence
seems to me to rest in the flowers.
It is only goodness which gives extras.
And so I say again,
we have much to hope for from the flowers.
Do you see any prospect of solving this mystery, Mr Holmes?
Mystery?
Ah...
It would be absurd to deny that the case is abstruse and complicated.
- Do you see any clue? - You have furnished seven.
But I must put them to the test before I can pronounce on their value.
- You suspect someone? - I suspect...
- Myself. - What?
Of coming to conclusions too rapidly.
Then go back to London and test your conclusions.
Your advice is very excellent, Miss Harrison.
Mr Phelps, do not indulge yourself in false hopes.
The affair is a very tangled one
and I am not a magician.
Hey!
Little varmint!
What do you think of Miss Harrison?
A good sort or I'm mistaken. I thought you were rather terse with her.
- Was I? - She was only protecting her loved one.
A little overprotective, perhaps.
Surely you don't believe that she had anything to do with it?
The most difficult crime to track down is the one which is purposeless.
Now, this is not purposeless.
But who is it that profits by it?
The French ambassador, the Russian
and whoever might sell it to either of those.
And Lord Holdhurst.
It is not inconceivable that a statesman might find himself in a position
where he was not sorry to see such a document accidentally destroyed.
Not a statesman with the honourable record of Lord Holdhurst.
George! The Foreign Office.
Charles Street entrance.
George, I want you to do something for me.
Find the cab which dropped a fare there just after half past nine on May 23rd.
Gorot. A French name.
Huguenot, actually.
But I'm as English in sympathy as you are, Mr Holmes.
Am I under some sort of cloud because of my name?
Oh, no, no, no. Holmes has a French grandmother.
I'd make yourself scarce if you want to avoid Inspector Forbes.
We've arranged to meet in five minutes.
Yes, I have been questioned by him already.
I shall do as you say.
- Good night to you both. - Good night.
No secret doors. The window's quite 30 feet above the ground,
fastened on the inner side.
The carpet prevents any possibility of a trap door.
Now, whoever rang the bell rope must have come right over to the desk.
Why ring it?
I mean, was it the thief, out of bravado?
Or was it someone with the thief, who tried to prevent the crime?
Or was it?
(Approaching footsteps)
Inspector Forbes, I believe.
Mr Holmes, I'm a very busy man. I have other cases besides this one.
But none so vital to the national interest, I'll wager.
May I introduce my friend and colleague, Dr Watson?
What do you want from me, Holmes? I know about your methods.
You're ready enough to use our information.
Then you try and finish the case and bring discredit on us.
On the contrary. In my last 53 cases, my name has appeared in only four
and the police have the credit in 49.
I don't blame you for not knowing this. You are young and inexperienced.
But if you wish to get on in your duties, work with me and not against me.
Now then, what steps have you taken?
Tangey the commissionaire we've cleared.
He left the Guards with a good character.
His wife's a bad lot though. She drinks.
What about the clerk, Gorot?
He's been shadowed these nine weeks. We can show nothing against him.
Have you formed any theory about how this bell rang?
No. I must confess that beats me.
It was a cool hand, whoever it was, to go and give the alarm like that.
Yes. Yes, it was a very queer thing to do.
Thanks, Inspector. If I can put this thief in your hands you shall hear from me.
Come along, Watson.
May I ask where you're going now?
To interview Lord Holdhurst.
The Cabinet Minister, and very possibly the next premier of England.
Good evening, Inspector.
I can't pretend that I'm ignorant of the reason for your visit.
But in whose interests are you acting?
In the part of Mr Percy Phelps.
Ah, my unfortunate nephew.
You can understand that our kinship makes it the more impossible
for me to screen him in any way.
Yes, but if the document is found, Lord Holdhurst...
That, of course, would be different.
Lord Holdhurst, it was in this room that you gave instructions
for the copying of the document?
It was.
You mentioned it to nobody else except your nephew - you're certain?
Absolutely.
Then, if nobody else knew of it,
you would agree that the thief's presence in your nephew's room
was purely accidental - he saw his chance and took it.
You take me out of my province there, Mr Holmes.
There is one other very important point.
You feared, so I understand, that very grave results might follow
from the details of this treaty becoming known.
Very grave results indeed.
Have they occurred?
Not yet.
If the treaty had reached, let us say, the Russian or the French foreign office,
you would expect to hear of it?
I certainly should.
Then since nearly ten weeks have elapsed,
it is not unfair to suppose, then,
that the treaty, for some reason, has not reached them?
We can hardly suppose the thief took the treaty
in order to... frame it and hang it on his wall.
Well, perhaps he's waiting for a better price, Watson.
Or maybe he's had a sudden illness.
A brainstorm, for example?
(Clock chiming)
I did not say so.
Lord Holdhurst, we have taken up too much of your valuable time.
Fine fellow. Heavy responsibilities.
Yes, but he has a struggle to keep up his position and he's far from rich.
You noticed, of course, that his boots had been resoled.
Really?
I shall do nothing more today unless I get an answer to my cab enquiry.
Ah.
All right?
I won't detain you any longer from your legitimate work.
But I should be obliged if you would come down to Woking tomorrow,
the same train that we took today.
Yes, of course.
Night, Holmes.
No. No, tonight I shall sleep my own sleep.
- And alone. - But Percy...
Mr Holmes has imbued me with fresh hope and I feel I am on the mend.
We have an appointment in church in September, my love,
and I mean to keep it.
(Distant train whistle)
He's sent the nurse away.
At last.
He puts too much faith in the great detective.
You kept his flame alive, not some detective.
And you, brother. Without you to support me...
Could it be that I am the centre of some monstrous conspiracy?
And that my life is aimed at, as well as my honour?
I haven't an enemy in the world.
You certainly have had your share of misfortune, old chap.
I think I may have found the spot where the fellow scaled the wall.
It's towards the road.
Do you think this was done last night?
It looks old to me. We shall get no help there.
Now, why did the intruder choose the window onto the courtyard?
This side of the house would have been easier.
- It's more visible from the courtyard. - Why, yes, of course.
Have you ever had an alarm like this before?
There's no plate or anything to attract burglars?
Nothing of value.
- Was there anything in London? - We've seen Inspector Forbes.
Seen your uncle. Holmes has set one or two things in motion.
So you've not lost heart?
- Oh, by no means. - God bless you for saying that.
If we keep our courage and patience, the truth must come out.
Miss Harrison, you must remain in this room for the rest of the day. It is vital.
Now, tonight, when you go to bed,
lock that door from the outside and keep the key.
- But Percy... - Tell no one. Promise!
Why are you moping in here? Come out in the sun. I'll beat you at croquet.
I have a slight headache
and this room is deliciously cool and soothing, thank you, Joseph.
Mr Phelps, while we are investigating this minor affair,
we must not lose sight of our main enquiry.
It would help me very much if you would come to London with us.
- Do you feel strong enough? - Yes, if you really think I can be of help.
- Do you want me to stay the night? - I was on the point of proposing it.
If my friend of the night comes to visit me, he'll find the bird flown. But Annie?
Mr Harrison will look after her. Watson will take care of your medical needs.
- Could you be ready to leave in an hour? - We are all in your hands, Mr Holmes.
There are one or two points I wish to clear up,
and your absence, Mr Phelps, will rather assist me.
Watson, when you reach London, drive our friend straight to Baker Street,
and remain with him until I see you again.
Now, gentlemen, I shall leave you.
What about our investigation in London?
I hope to be in London in time for breakfast.
He really is the most inscrutable fellow, Watson.
(Birdsong and flies buzzing)
Oh, you're still in here. How's your headache?
A little better.
First day for nine weeks without the invalid
and you choose to spend it in here.
Force of habit.
Are you dining tonight?
I'm not hungry and I'm enjoying my book.
Mmm, I understand.
My poor little sister. What a time you've had!
(Bird calling)
(Carriage approaching)
That'll be Mr Holmes returning now, sir.
Thank you, Horace.
(Weak coughing)
He looks like a beaten man.
I confess, you may be right.
I hoped for so much.
(lnaudible)
Holmes, you're wounded.
Oh, it's a scratch, my own clumsiness. Good morning, Mr Phelps.
This case of yours is one of the darkest I have ever investigated.
It has been a remarkable experience.
Holmes, that bandage tells of adventures. Now, what happened?
After breakfast. I have breathed 30 miles of Surrey air this morning.
No answer to my cab enquiry, I suppose? One cannot score every time.
Mrs Hudson, you have risen to the occasion!
Won't you join us, Mr Phelps? Now, what's in this?
- Curried chicken, sir. - And this?
Ham and eggs.
Her cuisine is limited
but she has as good an idea of breakfast as any Scotswoman.
What will you take? Curried fowl, eggs or will you help yourself?
- Thank you. I can eat nothing. - Try the dish before you.
Thank you, I would rather not.
I suppose you have no objection to helping me?
(Gasps)
It's the treaty.
(Sobbing)
The treaty!
(Phelps) My God, it's the treaty!
It's the treaty, the treaty!
It's the trea...
Watson, brandy.
It really was too bad of me to spring it on you like this.
Watson will tell you I never can resist a touch of the dramatic.
God bless you for saving my honour.
Thank you, Mrs Hudson. Oh!
Thank you for your many considerations.
A Scotswoman's breakfast, indeed!
A silly bit of paper.
Please, tell me how you got it.
Where it was!
After I left you, I settled myself into the countryside,
and spent a charming afternoon.
I remained there until dusk.
And then I returned to your house.
I clambered over the wall and made my way through the undergrowth,
until I reached the stables, just opposite your bedroom window.
The blind had not yet been drawn
and I could see Miss Harrison reading a book by the light from a lamp.
At a quarter past ten, she closed the book and moved across the room,
carrying the lamp with her.
But I felt quite sure that she had turned the key in the lock.
Key?
The instructions I gave her, which she carried out to the letter.
Mr Phelps, she is a lady of rare character.
Without her cooperation, you would not have that paper now.
It was a weary vigil.
But it had the sort of excitement a sportsman feels
when he lies before the watercourse and waits for the big game.
What happened?
It was about two o'clock in the morning,
when I heard the gentle sound of a bolt being pushed back.
All right, all right, Holmes. What are you going to do with me?
I've got what I want.
Now run for it.
Joseph!
You let him go?
I wired Inspector Forbes. If he's quick enough to catch his bird, well and good.
But if he finds the nest empty, why, all the better for the government.
I fancy Lord Holdhurst for one, and Mr Percy Phelps for another,
would much rather the affair never got to a police court.
My God, do you tell me that during my ten long weeks of agony
the stolen papers were in the very room with me all the time?
Joseph!
A villain and a thief!
I gather he had lost heavily, dabbling in stocks.
And concealed the fact from his father, a man of strictly conservative habits.
Yes, but his own sister's happiness...
And your reputation, your health.
He knew that you often worked late.
And he was in town having dinner with his stockbroker, as he told me.
But he was free by half past nine.
And called by your office, entering through the side door.
Percy?
Finding no one in there, but the light on and work evidently in progress,
he rang the bell.
The instant he did so, his eye caught the paper on the table.
He knew at once that chance had put in his way
a state document of immense value.
He returned to Woking and concealed it in what he thought was a safe place,
intending to remove it in a day or two and take it to the French embassy
or wherever he thought a long price was to be had.
(Phelps) Is somebody there?
Then came your sudden return.
Without a moment's warning, he was bundled out of his room.
And from that moment on, there were always at least two of you in there,
preventing him from regaining his treasure - maddening for him.
My suspicions became certainties.
When the attempt to break in was made on the first night the nurse was absent,
which showed that the intruder was well accustomed with the ways of the house.
At last, he had his chance.
But you baffled him with your wakefulness.
Yes. I didn't take my sleeping draft.
He had a chance when you came to London.
(Holmes) I kept Miss Harrison in the room all day, so as to anticipate him.
If you knew the papers were in the room...
I thought they probably were.
But I had no desire to rip up all the skirting in search of them.
By allowing him to lead me, I saved myself an infinity of trouble.
And caught him red-handed.
Quite so.
Why the window when he might have come in through the door?
To appear to be a burglar and make good his escape across the courtyard.
The knife! You don't think he had any murderous intentions?
My dear fellow, I can only say
that Mr Harrison is a gentleman to whose mercy I should be unwilling to trust.
- (Knocking) - That will be a lady for you, Mr Phelps.
- Annie? - I left her a note.
To come to London the moment she woke.
But Mr Phelps, she knows nothing as yet of her brother's criminality.
Oh... yes.
My dear Holmes, I can't thank you enough.
I shall go down at once and explain everything.
Percy? Goodbye.
And good luck.
Thank you for restoring my happiness.
There's a young lady at the door, sir.
Mr Holmes? Hot water.
Thank you.
(lnaudible conversation)