The Adventure of the Empty House, Part 1

Sherlock Holmes Bedtime Stories

Fall is in the air, and that means we are back with new stories - and so is Sherlock Holmes. We return to London three years after Sherlock Holmes and Professor Moriarty's fateful confrontation at Reichenbach Falls. The honorable Ronald Adair has been murdered while inside his own locked bedroom, and Dr. Watson is doing his best to investigate the case. Watson desperately misses the presence and skills of his dear friend Holmes. Luckily for him, a chance encounter with an old man on the street brings more than he bargained for, and he's about to learn the truth of what happened at Reichenbach Falls from none other than Holmes himself. As Holmes makes his dramatic return, let the tale of his travels help you as you begin your own travels from a stressful day into another night of soft and restful sleep.

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[SPEAKER_00]: Hello and welcome to the Sherlock Holmes Bedtime Stories podcast.
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[SPEAKER_00]: Thank you for joining us this evening.
[SPEAKER_00]: Now it's time to relax.
[SPEAKER_00]: Let your body fall into a comfortable position in your bed and drift gently into a state of total relaxation with tonight's story.
[SPEAKER_00]: The adventure of the empty house
[SPEAKER_00]: part one.
[SPEAKER_00]: It was in the spring of the year eighteen ninety four that all London was interested and the fashionable world dismayed by the murder of the honourable Ronald Adair under most unusual and inexplicable circumstances.
[SPEAKER_00]: The public has already learned those particulars of the crime which came out in the police investigation, but a good deal was suppressed upon that occasion, since the case for the prosecution was so overwhelmingly strong that it was not necessary to bring forward all the facts.
[SPEAKER_00]: Only now at the end of nearly ten years am I allowed to supply those missing links which make up the whole of that remarkable chain.
[SPEAKER_00]: The crime was of interest in itself, but that interest was as nothing to me compared to the inconceivable sequel, which afforded me the greatest shock and surprise of any event in my adventurous life.
[SPEAKER_00]: Even now, after this long interval, I find myself thrilling as I think of it, and feeling once more that sudden flood of joy, amazement and incredulity, which utterly submerged my mind.
[SPEAKER_00]: Let me say to that public, which has shown some interest in those glimpses which I have occasionally given them of the thoughts and actions of a very remarkable man, that they are not to blame me if I have not shared my knowledge with them, for I should have considered it my first duty to do so.
[SPEAKER_00]: Had I not been barred by a positive prohibition from his own lips, which was only withdrawn upon the third of last month.
[SPEAKER_00]: It can be imagined that my close intimacy with Sherlock Holmes had interested me deeply in crime.
[SPEAKER_00]: And that after his disappearance, I never failed to read with care the various problems which came before the public.
[SPEAKER_00]: And I even attempted more than once for my own private satisfaction to employ his methods in their solution though within different success.
[SPEAKER_00]: There was none, however, which appealed to me like this tragedy of Ronald Adair,
[SPEAKER_00]: as I read the evidence at the inquest, which led up to a verdict of willful murder against some person or persons unknown.
[SPEAKER_00]: I realized more clearly than I had ever done the loss which the community had sustained by the death of Sherlock Holmes.
[SPEAKER_00]: There were points about this strange business which would I was sure have specially appealed to him and the efforts of the police would have been supplemented or more probably anticipated by the trained observation and the alert mind of the first criminal agent in Europe.
[SPEAKER_00]: All day, as I drove upon my round, I turned over the case in my mind and found no explanation which appeared to me to be adequate.
[SPEAKER_00]: At the risk of telling a twice-told tale, I will recapitulate the facts as they were known to the public at the conclusion of the inquest.
[SPEAKER_00]: The honorable Ronald Adair was the second son of the Earl of Maynuth, at that time governor of one of the Australian colonies.
[SPEAKER_00]: Adair's mother had returned from Australia to undergo the operation for cataract, and she, her son, Ronald and her daughter Hilder were living together at four twenty-seven Park Lane.
[SPEAKER_00]: The youth moved in the best society, had so far as was known, no enemies, and no particular vices.
[SPEAKER_00]: He had been engaged to Miss Edith Woodley of Castes, but the engagement had been broken off by mutual consent some months before, and there was no sign that it had left any very profound feeling behind it.
[SPEAKER_00]: For the rest, the man's life moved in a narrow and conventional circle, for his habits were quiet and his nature unemotional.
[SPEAKER_00]: Yet, it was upon this easy-going young aristocrat, the death came in most strange and unexpected form, between the hours of ten and eleven twenty on the night of March thirty of eighteen ninety-four.
[SPEAKER_00]: Ronald Adair was fond of cards, playing continually but never for such stakes as would hurt him.
[SPEAKER_00]: He was a member of the Baldwin, the Cavendish and the Baguetel card clubs.
[SPEAKER_00]: It was shown that after dinner on the day of his death, he had played a rubber of whist at the latter club.
[SPEAKER_00]: He had also played there in the afternoon,
[SPEAKER_00]: The evidence of those who had played with him, Mr. Murray, Sir John Hardy and Colonel Moran, showed that the game was whisked, and that there was a fairly equal fall of the cards.
[SPEAKER_00]: A dare might have lost five pounds, but not more.
[SPEAKER_00]: His fortune was a considerable one, and such a loss could not in any way affect him.
[SPEAKER_00]: He had played nearly every day at one club or other, but he was a cautious player and usually rose a winner.
[SPEAKER_00]: It came out in evidence that in partnership with Colonel Moran, he had actually won as much as four hundred and twenty pounds in a sitting some weeks before from Godfrey Milner and Lord Balmoral.
[SPEAKER_00]: So much for his recent history as it came out at the inquest.
[SPEAKER_00]: On the evening of the crime, he returned from the club exactly at ten.
[SPEAKER_00]: His mother and sister were outspending the evening with a relation.
[SPEAKER_00]: The servant deposed that she heard him enter the front room on the second floor generally used as his sitting room.
[SPEAKER_00]: She had lit a fire there, and as it smoked, she had opened the window.
[SPEAKER_00]: No sound was heard from the room until eleven twenty, the hour of the return of Lady Maynuth and her daughter.
[SPEAKER_00]: Desiring to say good night, she attempted to enter her son's room.
[SPEAKER_00]: The door was locked on the inside, and no answer could be got to their cries and knocking.
[SPEAKER_00]: help was obtained and the door forced.
[SPEAKER_00]: The unfortunate young man was found lying near the table.
[SPEAKER_00]: His head had been horribly mutilated by an expanding revolver bullet but no weapon of any sort was to be found in the room.
[SPEAKER_00]: On the table laid two banknotes for ten pounds each and seventeen pounds ten in silver and gold.
[SPEAKER_00]: The money arranged in little piles of varying amount.
[SPEAKER_00]: There were some figures also upon a sheet of paper, with the names of some club friends opposite to them, from which it was conjectured that before his death he was endeavouring to make out his losses or winnings at cards.
[SPEAKER_00]: A minute examination of the circumstances served only to make the case more complex.
[SPEAKER_00]: In the first place, no reason could be given why the young man should have fastened the door upon the inside.
[SPEAKER_00]: There was the possibility that the murderer had done this and had afterwards escaped by the window.
[SPEAKER_00]: The drop was at least twenty feet, however, and a bed of crocuses in full bloom-labernith.
[SPEAKER_00]: Neither the flowers nor the earth showed any sign of having been disturbed nor were there any marks upon the narrow strip of grass which separated the house from the road.
[SPEAKER_00]: Apparently, therefore, it was the young man himself who had fastened the door.
[SPEAKER_00]: but how did he come by his death?
[SPEAKER_00]: No one could have climbed up to the window without leaving traces.
[SPEAKER_00]: Suppose a man had fired through the window, he would indeed be a remarkable shot who could with a revolver inflict so deadly a wound.
[SPEAKER_00]: Again, Park Lane is a frequented thoroughfare.
[SPEAKER_00]: There is a cab stand within a hundred yards of the house.
[SPEAKER_00]: No one had heard a shot
[SPEAKER_00]: and yet, there was the dead man, and there the revolver bullet, which had mushroomed out, as soft nose bullets will, and so inflicted a wound which must have caused instantaneous death.
[SPEAKER_00]: Such were the circumstances of the Park Lane mystery, which were further complicated by entire absence of motive, since as I have said, young a dare was not known to have any enemy, and no attempt had been made to remove the money or valuables in the room.
[SPEAKER_00]: All day I turn these facts over in my mind, endeavoring to hit upon some theory which could reconcile them all, and to find that line of least resistance which my poor friend had declared to be the starting point of every investigation.
[SPEAKER_00]: I confess that I made little progress.
[SPEAKER_00]: In the evening I stroll across the park and found myself about six o'clock at the Oxford Street End of Park Lane.
[SPEAKER_00]: A group of loafers upon the pavements all staring up at a particular window directed me to the house which I had come to see.
[SPEAKER_00]: A tall thin man with colored glasses whom I strongly suspected of being a plain closed detective was pointing out some theory of his own while the others crowded round to listen to what he said.
[SPEAKER_00]: I got as near him as I could but his observations seemed to me to be absurd so I withdrew again in some disgust.
[SPEAKER_00]: as I did so I struck against an elderly, deformed man who had been behind me, and I knocked down several books which he was carrying.
[SPEAKER_00]: I remember that as I picked them up I observed the title of one of them, the origin of tree worship, and it struck me that the fellow must be some poor Biblia file, who either as a trade or as a hobby was a collector of obscure volumes.
[SPEAKER_00]: I endeavored to apologise for the accident
[SPEAKER_00]: but it was evident that these books which I had so unfortunately maltreated were very precious objects in the eyes of their owner.
[SPEAKER_00]: With a snarl of contempt he turned upon his heel and I saw his curved back and white side whiskers disappear among the throng.
[SPEAKER_00]: My observations of number four twenty-seven park lane did little to clear up the problem in which I was interested.
[SPEAKER_00]: The house was separated from the street by a low wall and railing.
[SPEAKER_00]: The hole not more than five feet high.
[SPEAKER_00]: It was perfectly easy, therefore, for anyone to get into the garden, but the window was entirely inaccessible, since there was no water pipe or anything which could help the most active man to climb it.
[SPEAKER_00]: More puzzled than ever, I retraced my steps to Kensington.
[SPEAKER_00]: I had not been in my study five minutes when the maid entered to say that a person desired to see me,
[SPEAKER_00]: to my astonishment, it was none other than my strange old book collector.
[SPEAKER_00]: His sharp, whizzened face peering out from a frame of white hair and his precious volumes, a dozen of them at least, wedged under his right arm.
[SPEAKER_00]: Your surprise to see me, sir, said he in a strange croaking voice.
[SPEAKER_00]: I acknowledged that I was.
[SPEAKER_00]: Well, I have a conscience, sir, and when I chance to see you go into this house, as I came hobbling after you, I thought to myself, I'll just step in, and see that kind gentleman.
[SPEAKER_00]: And tell him that if I was a bit gruff in my manner, there was not any harm meant, and that I am much obliged to him for picking up my books.
[SPEAKER_00]: You make too much of a trifle, said I. May I ask how you knew who I was,
[SPEAKER_00]: Well, sir, if it isn't too great a liberty, I am a neighbor of yours.
[SPEAKER_00]: For you'll find my little bookshop at the corner of Church Street, and very happy to see you, I'm sure.
[SPEAKER_00]: Maybe you collect yourself, sir.
[SPEAKER_00]: Here's British birds and Katalus and the Holy War, a bargain every one of them.
[SPEAKER_00]: With five volumes, you could just fill that gap on that second shelf.
[SPEAKER_00]: It looks untidy, does it not, sir?
[SPEAKER_00]: I moved my head to look at the cabin at behind me.
[SPEAKER_00]: When I turned again, Sherlock Holmes was standing smiling at me across my study table.
[SPEAKER_00]: I rose to my feet, stared at him for some seconds in utter amazement, and then it appears that I must have fainted for the first and the last time in my life.
[SPEAKER_00]: Certainly a gray mist swirled before my eyes and when it cleared, I found my collar ends undone, and the tingling after taste of brandy upon my lips.
[SPEAKER_00]: Holmes was bending over my chair his flask in his hand.
[SPEAKER_00]: My dear Watson said the well-remembered voice, I owe you a thousand apologies.
[SPEAKER_00]: I had no idea that you would be so affected
[SPEAKER_00]: I gripped him by the arms.
[SPEAKER_00]: Holmes, I cried.
[SPEAKER_00]: Is it really you?
[SPEAKER_00]: Can it indeed be that you are alive?
[SPEAKER_00]: Is it possible that you succeeded in climbing out of that awful abyss?
[SPEAKER_00]: Wait a moment, said he.
[SPEAKER_00]: Are you sure that you are really fit to discuss things?
[SPEAKER_00]: I have given you a serious shock by my unnecessarily dramatic reappearance.
[SPEAKER_00]: I'm all right, but indeed homes I can hardly believe my eyes good heavens.
[SPEAKER_00]: To think that you, you of all men, should be standing in my study.
[SPEAKER_00]: Again, I gripped him by the sleeve and felt the thin, sinewy arm beneath it.
[SPEAKER_00]: Well, you're not a spirit anyhow, said I. My dear chap, I'm overjoyed to see you.
[SPEAKER_00]: Sit down and tell me how you came alive out of that dreadful chasm.
[SPEAKER_00]: He sat opposite to me and lit a cigarette in his old nonchalant manner.
[SPEAKER_00]: He was dressed in the CD-Frock coat of the book merchant, but the rest of that individual lay in a pile of white hair and old books upon the table.
[SPEAKER_00]: Holmes looked even thinner and cleaner than a old, but there was a dead white tinge in his aqueline face which told me that his life recently had not been a healthy one.
[SPEAKER_00]: I'm glad to stretch myself Watson," said he.
[SPEAKER_00]: It is no joke when a tall man has to take a foot off his statue for several hours on end.
[SPEAKER_00]: Now my dear fellow.
[SPEAKER_00]: In the matter of these explanations we have, if I may ask for your cooperation, a hard and dangerous night's work in front of us.
[SPEAKER_00]: Perhaps it would be better if I gave you an account of the whole situation when that work is finished.
[SPEAKER_00]: I am full of curiosity I should much prefer to hear now.
[SPEAKER_00]: You'll come with me tonight.
[SPEAKER_00]: When you like and where you like.
[SPEAKER_00]: This is indeed like the old days.
[SPEAKER_00]: We shall have time for a mouthful of dinner before we need go.
[SPEAKER_00]: Well then about that chasm.
[SPEAKER_00]: I had no serious difficulty in getting out of it.
[SPEAKER_00]: for the very simple reason that I never was in it.
[SPEAKER_00]: You never were in it.
[SPEAKER_00]: Know what's and I never was in it.
[SPEAKER_00]: My note to you was absolutely genuine.
[SPEAKER_00]: I had little doubt that I had come to the end of my career when I perceived the somewhat sinister figure of the late Professor Moriarty standing upon the narrow pathway which led to safety.
[SPEAKER_00]: I read an inexorable purpose in his gray eyes.
[SPEAKER_00]: I exchanged some remarks with him therefore, and obtained his courteous permission to write the short note which you afterwards received.
[SPEAKER_00]: I left it with my cigarette box and my stick and I walked along the pathway.
[SPEAKER_00]: Moriarty still at my heels.
[SPEAKER_00]: When I reached the end I stood at bay.
[SPEAKER_00]: He drew no weapon, but he rushed at me and threw his long arms around me.
[SPEAKER_00]: He knew that his own game was up and was only anxious to revenge himself upon me.
[SPEAKER_00]: We taught it together upon the brink of the fall.
[SPEAKER_00]: I have some knowledge, however, of Baritzu, or the Japanese system of wrestling which has more than once been very useful to me.
[SPEAKER_00]: I slipped through his grip, and he with a horrible scream kicked madly for a few seconds and clawed the air with both his hands.
[SPEAKER_00]: But for all his efforts he could not get his balance, and over he went, with my face over the brink I saw him fall for a long way, then he struck a rock, bounded off and splashed into the water.
[SPEAKER_00]: I listened with amazement to this explanation, which homes delivered between the puffs of his cigarette,
[SPEAKER_00]: but the tracks I cried.
[SPEAKER_00]: I saw with my own eyes that two went down the path and none returned.
[SPEAKER_00]: It came about in this way the instant that the professor had disappeared.
[SPEAKER_00]: It struck me what a really extraordinarily lucky chance fate had placed in my way.
[SPEAKER_00]: I knew that Moriarti was not the only man who had sworn my death.
[SPEAKER_00]: There were at least three others whose desire for vengeance upon me would only be increased by the death of their leader.
[SPEAKER_00]: They were all most dangerous men.
[SPEAKER_00]: One or other would certainly get me.
[SPEAKER_00]: On the other hand, if all the world was convinced that I was dead, they would take liberties.
[SPEAKER_00]: These men, they would soon lay themselves open.
[SPEAKER_00]: And sooner or later, I could destroy them.
[SPEAKER_00]: Then, it would be time for me to announce that I was still in the land of the living.
[SPEAKER_00]: So rapidly, as the brain act that I believe I had thought this all out before Professor Moriarty had reached the bottom of the right and back fall.
[SPEAKER_00]: I stood up and examined the rocky wall behind me.
[SPEAKER_00]: In your picturesque account of the matter, which I read with great interest some months later, you assert that the wall was sheer.
[SPEAKER_00]: That was not literally true.
[SPEAKER_00]: A few small footholds presented themselves and there was some indication of a ledge,
[SPEAKER_00]: The cliff is so high that to climb it all was an obvious impossibility, and it was equally impossible to make my way along the wet path without leaving some tracks.
[SPEAKER_00]: I might it is true have reversed my boots as I have done on similar occasions, but the sight of three sets of tracks in one direction would certainly have suggested a deception.
[SPEAKER_00]: On the whole then it was best that I should risk the climb.
[SPEAKER_00]: It was not a pleasant business what's in the fall-road beneath me.
[SPEAKER_00]: I am not a fanciful person.
[SPEAKER_00]: but I give you my word that I seem to hear Moriarty's voice screaming at me out of the abyss.
[SPEAKER_00]: A mistake would have been fatal.
[SPEAKER_00]: More than once, as Tufts of Grass came out in my hand or my foot slipped in the wet notches of the rock, I thought that I was gone.
[SPEAKER_00]: But I struggled upward, and at last I reached a ledge several feet deep and covered with soft green moss where I could lie unseen in the most perfect comfort.
[SPEAKER_00]: There I was stretched.
[SPEAKER_00]: When you, my dear Watson, and all your following were investigating in the most sympathetic and inefficient manner the circumstances of my death.
[SPEAKER_00]: At last, when you had all formed your inevitable and totally erroneous conclusions, you departed for the hotel, and I was left alone.
[SPEAKER_00]: I had imagined that I had reached the end of my adventures, but a very unexpected occurrence showed me that there were surprises still in store for me.
[SPEAKER_00]: a huge rock falling from above, boomed past me, struck the path and bounded over into the chasm.
[SPEAKER_00]: For an instant I thought that it was an accident, but a moment later looking up I saw a man's head against the darkening sky and another stone struck the very ledge upon which I was stretched within a foot of my head.
[SPEAKER_00]: Of course the meaning of this was obvious.
[SPEAKER_00]: Moriarty had not been alone, a Confederate, and even that one glance had told me how dangerous a man that Confederate was had kept guard while the professor had attacked me.
[SPEAKER_00]: From a distance unseen by me, he had been a witness of his friend's death and of my escape.
[SPEAKER_00]: He had waited, and then making his way round to the top of the cliff, he had endeavored to succeed where his comrade had failed.
[SPEAKER_00]: I did not take long to think about it Watson.
[SPEAKER_00]: Again I saw that grim face look over the cliff.
[SPEAKER_00]: And I knew that it was the precursor of another stone.
[SPEAKER_00]: I scrambled down onto the path.
[SPEAKER_00]: I don't think I could have done it in cold blood.
[SPEAKER_00]: It was a hundred times more difficult than getting up.
[SPEAKER_00]: But I had no time to think of the danger.
[SPEAKER_00]: For another stone sang past me as I hung by my hands from the edge of the ledge.
[SPEAKER_00]: Halfway down I slipped, but by the blessing of God I landed torn and bleeding upon the path.
[SPEAKER_00]: I took to my heels, did ten miles over the mountains in the darkness, and a week later I found myself in Florence, with the certainty that no one in the world knew what had become of me.
[SPEAKER_00]: I had only one confidant.
[SPEAKER_00]: My brother, my croft.
[SPEAKER_00]: I owe you many apologies, my dear Watson.
[SPEAKER_00]: But it was all important that it should be thought I was dead.
[SPEAKER_00]: And it is quite certain that you would not have written so convincing an account of my unhappy end.
[SPEAKER_00]: Had you not yourself thought that it was true?
[SPEAKER_00]: Several times during the last three years I have taken up my pen to write to you.
[SPEAKER_00]: But always I feared less your affection at regard for me should tempt you to some indiscretion which would betray my secret.
[SPEAKER_00]: For that reason I turned away from you this evening when you upset my books, for I was in danger at the time, and any show of surprise and emotion upon your part might have drawn attention to my identity and led to the most deplorable and irreparable results.
[SPEAKER_00]: As to my craft I had to confide in him in order to obtain the money which I needed.
[SPEAKER_00]: The course of events in London did not run so well as I had hoped.
[SPEAKER_00]: For the trial of the Moriarty gang left two of its most dangerous members my own most vindictive enemies at liberty.
[SPEAKER_00]: I travelled for two years into bet, therefore, and amused myself by visiting Lasser, and spending some days with the headlama.
[SPEAKER_00]: You may have read of the remarkable explorations of an Norwegian named Cygason, but I'm sure that it never occurred to you that you were receiving news of your friend.
[SPEAKER_00]: By then passed through Persia, looked in at Mecca and paid a short but interesting visit to the Khalifa at Khartum, the results of which I have communicated to the Foreign Office.
[SPEAKER_00]: Returning to France, I spent some months in a research into the cold-tar derivatives, which I conducted in a laboratory at Montpellier, in the south of France.
[SPEAKER_00]: having concluded this to my satisfaction and learning that only one of my enemies was now left in London.
[SPEAKER_00]: I was about to return when my movements were hastened by the news of this very remarkable park lane mystery, which not only appealed to me by its own merit, but which seemed to offer some most peculiar personal opportunities.
[SPEAKER_00]: I came over at once to London, called in my own person at Baker Street.
[SPEAKER_00]: Through Mrs. Hudson into violent hysterics, and found that my crafted preserved my rooms and my papers exactly as they had always been.
[SPEAKER_00]: So it was my dear Watson that at two o'clock today I found myself in my old armchair in my own old room, and only wishing that I could have seen my old friend Watson in the other chair which he has so often adorned.
[SPEAKER_00]: such as the remarkable narrative to which I listened on that April evening.
[SPEAKER_00]: A narrative which would have been utterly incredible to me had it not been confirmed by the actual sight of the tall spare figure, and the keen eager face which I had never thought to see again.
[SPEAKER_00]: In some manner he had learned of my own sad bereavement, and his sympathy was shown in his manner rather than in his words.
[SPEAKER_00]: Work is the best antidote to sorrow, my dear Watson," said he, and I have a piece of work for us both tonight, which if we can bring it to a successful conclusion, will in itself justify a man's life on this planet.
[SPEAKER_00]: In vain, I begged him to tell me more.
[SPEAKER_00]: You will hear and see enough before morning, he answered.
[SPEAKER_00]: We have three years of the past to discuss.
[SPEAKER_00]: Let that suffice until half past nine, when we start upon the notable adventure of the empty house,
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