Sherlock Holmes

Next week, I think I'll tell you about the adventure of the Sally Martin.

The Sally Martin?

She was a boat.

a luxurious yacht.

Holmes and I entered the case when her owner was found lying dead in his bunk with a knife stuck between his ribs.

Good evening, Mr. Bell.

I won't get up if you don't mind.

This change in the weather has given me a twinge or two of rheumatism, I'm afraid.

We old fossils can't expect to be as hale and hearty as you young fellows, you know.

Thirteen years old.

Oh, a fine age.

He's happy at the school, Mr. Bell?

Crazy about it.

Yes, I'm sure that in this day and age a boy almost looks forward to going to school.

Conditions were far different in certain parts of England just before the turn of the century, I'm afraid.

I'm thinking in particular of a school that Holmes and I had occasion to visit.

and of the frightened, unhappy youngsters who lived there in mortal terror of their lives.

It is, my boy.

It's a story I call The Singular Affair of the Dying Schoolboys.

But before I begin, haven't you a message for our listeners?