Sherlock Holmes audio-book sample script

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Story excerpt from a Sherlock Holmes novel.
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Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

British (General)

Transcript

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you have the grand gift of silence, Watson said. He it makes you quite invaluable as a companion upon my word. It is a great thing for me to have someone to talk to for. My own thoughts are not over pleasant. I was wondering one eye on what I should say to this dear little woman tonight when she needs me at the door, you forget that I know nothing about it. I shall just have to time to tell you the facts of the case before we get to Lee. It seems absurdly simple, and yet somehow I can see nothing to go upon. There's plenty of thread, no doubt, but I can't get to the end of it to my hand. Now I will state the case clearly and concisely. Do you Watson on? Perhaps you can see a spark where all is dark to me. Proceed then, some years ago, to be definite. In May of 18 84 they came Lee, a gentleman, Neville ST Clair by name, who appeared to have plenty of money. He took to a large villa, laid out the ground's very nicely and lived a generally in good style by degrees. He had made friends in the neighbourhood, and in 18 87 he had married the daughter of a local brewer by whom he has now to Children. He had no occupation but was interested in several companies and went into town as a rule in the morning, returning by 5 14 from Cannon Street every night. Mr. ST Clair is now 37 years of age, is a man of temperate habits and a good husband, a very affectionate father and a man who is popular with all who know him. And may I add that his whole debts at the present moment as faras we have been able to sustain amount toe only £88 while he has 220 standing to his credit in the Capital and Countries Bank. There's no reason, therefore, to think that money troubles have been weighing upon his mind. Last one day, Mr Neville ST Clair went into town rather earlier than usual, remarking before he started that he had two important commissions to perform and that he would bring his little boy back our box of bricks. By now, the Miers chance his wife received a telegram same Monday, very shortly after his departure to the effect that a small parcel off considerable value, which she hadn't been expecting, was waiting for her at the offices of the Aberdeen Shipping Company. Now, if you are well up in your London, you will know that the office of the company is in for Nestor Street, which branches out from Upper Swan DM Lane, where you found me tonight. Miss Sinclair had her lunch started for the city and did some shopping, proceed to the company's office, got her package and found herself at exactly 4 35 walking through Swan DM lane on her way back to the station. Have you followed me so far? It's very clear. Or if you remember, Monday was an exceedingly hot day, and Mrs ST Clair walked slowly, glancing about in the hope of seeing a cab as she did not like the neighbourhood in which she found herself while she was walking in this way down swan damn lane. She suddenly heard ah cry and was struck cold to see her husband looking down at her, and it seemed to be her beckoning From the second storey window. The window was open and she distinctly saw his face, which she described as being terribly agitated. He waved his hands frantically to her and then vanished from the window so suddenly that it seemed to her that he had been pulled back by some irresistible force from behind. One singular point with struck her from feminine I is that although he wore some dark coat, such as he had started to town in, he had now had neither neither colour nor necktie.