2024-12-12
30 分钟Hi listeners.
Today we wanted to bring you an episode from a brand new Noiser production, Sherlock Holmes Short Stories, narrated by Hugh Bonneville.
This Christmas time join Hugh on a thrilling journey through Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's most celebrated Holmes mysteries, read in their original masterful form.
From the foggy streets of London to wild and windswept moors, follow the legendary detective and Dr.
Watson as they unravel cases like the Adventure of the Speckled Band, the Redheaded League and the man with the Twisted Lip.
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I'm Hugh Bonneville.
Welcome to Sherlock Holmes Short Stories, the series where we delve into the files of fiction's most brilliant detective.
Following his keen mind and unerring instincts.
From the first subtle clue to the final dramatic revelation, we begin with what Sir Arthur Conan Doyle called his very best story, the Adventure of the Speckled Band.
Over three spine chilling episodes, we'll take you inside that famous smoke filled sitting room at 221B Baker Street.
You'll walk the shadowy corridors of a crumbling manor house that holds a dark secret and join Holmes and Watson as they set a deadly trap for an unlikely killer.
There will be exotic beasts, twisted family secrets and a death so mysterious that even the great detective himself will be tested.
To his from the Noiser network, this is the Adventure of the speckled band part one on glancing over my notes of the 70 odd cases in which I have during the last eight years studied the methods of my friend Sherlock Holmes, I find many tragic, some comic, a large number merely strange, but none commonplace.
For working as he did, rather for the love of his art than for the acquirement of wealth, he refused to associate himself with any investigation which did not tend towards the unusual and even the fantastic.
Of all these varied cases, however, I cannot recall any which presented more singular features than that which was associated with the well known Surrey family of the Roylotts of Stoke Moran.
The events in question occurred in the early days of my association with Holmes, when we were sharing rooms as bachelors in Baker Street.
It is possible that I might have placed them upon record before, but a promise of secrecy was made at the time, from which I have only been freed during the last month by the untimely death of the lady to whom the pledge was given.
It is perhaps as well that the facts should now come to light, for I have reasons to know that there are widespread rumours as to the death of Dr.
Grimsby, Roylott, which tend to make the matter even more terrible than the truth.