Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
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2,747 appearances
5 recordings
1 series
first heard Jun 2026
last heard 1 Aug
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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Besides the signs of a struggle in the room of the unfortunate builder, it is now known that the French windows of his bedroom, which is on the ground floor, were found to be open, that there were marks as if some bulky object had been dragged across to the woodpile, and finally it is asserted that charred remains have been found among the charcoal ashes of the fire.'
The police theory is that a most sensational crime has been committed, that the victim was clubbed to death in his own bedroom, his papers rifled, and his dead body dragged across to the woodstack, which was then ignited so as to hide all traces of the crime.
The conduct of the criminal investigation has been left in the experienced hands of Inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard, who is following up the clues with his accustomed energy and sagacity.'
Sherlock Holmes listened with closed eyes and finger-tips together to this remarkable account.
"'The case has certainly some points of interest,' said he in his languid fashion.
"'May I ask, in the first place, Mr. Macfarlane, how it is that you are still at liberty, since there appears to be enough evidence to justify your arrest?'
I live at Torrington Lodge, Blackheath, with my parents, Mr. Holmes, but last night, having to do business very late with Mr. Jonas Oldacre, I stayed at an hotel in Norwood, and came to my business from there.
I knew nothing of this affair until I was in the train, when I read what you have just heard.
I at once saw the horrible danger of my position, and I hurried to put the case into your hands.
I have no doubt that I should have been arrested, either at my city office or at my home.
A man followed me from London Bridge Station, and I have no doubt—Great Heaven!
What is that?'
It was a clang of the bell, followed instantly by heavy steps upon the stair.
A moment later our old friend Lestrade appeared in the doorway.
Over his shoulder I caught a glimpse of one or two uniformed policemen outside.
"'Mr.
John Hector Macfarlane,' said Lestrade.
Our unfortunate client rose with a ghastly face.
"'I arrest you for the willful murder of Mr. Jonas Oldacre of Lower Norwood.'
Macfarlane turned to us with a gesture of despair, and sank into his chair once more like one who is crushed.
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