Chapter 1: What adventure does Dr. Watson recount in this episode?
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Chapter 2: Who is the French detective mentioned in the story?
Don't buy one, buy two. But remember, always buy Petri. Because Petri wine is always good wine. Well, I'm sure Dr. Watson's ready for us. Let's go in and join him, shall we?
Good evening, Mr. Bartell.
Evening, doctor.
The dogs seem very pleased with themselves tonight. Did they have a good day?
Yes, the three of us did, my boy. Go on, run off out in the patio. I took a seven-iron and some old golf balls on the beach this afternoon. I improved my game, I think, and the dogs had a great time chasing the golf balls. On the way home, the little rascals had a furious battle with an elderly pelican. So their day was complete.
I'll have to join you on one of your afternoon strolls, Doctor. You and the dog seem to have so much fun.
Oh, I'll be glad of your company, Mr. Bartell. Well, draw up your usual churn. I'll get on with tonight's Sherlock Holmes adventure.
From the hint you gave us last week, I guess a Frenchman played a prominent part in the story?
Yes, indeed he did, Mr. Bartell. His name was Francois Navillard. and he was a detective of some note in his own country. By the time my story begins, it was in 1889 to be exact, Livia had come over to London to discuss with Holmes the difficulties of translating some of his monographs into the French language.
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Chapter 3: What is the significance of the Baconian cipher in the mystery?
Oh, he did. Well, of course, he didn't admit the fact, but to get on with my story. One cloudless June afternoon, I found myself in the neighborhood of Baker Street, and I couldn't resist paying a visit to Holmes. Mrs. Hudson was out, but having retained my old latchkey, I let myself in and mounted the familiar stairs. It gave me a strange feeling as I raised my hand...
to knock on what once had been my own living room door. Come in. Come in. Oh, hello, Holmes. Oh, I beg your pardon.
I didn't know you were... Watson, my dear fellow. How very nice to see you again.
It's great to see you, Holmes.
I... I'm sorry I interrupted you. No. I didn't know that you had company. Not at all, my dear fellow. We're delighted, aren't we, Léviat? Léviat. Watson, this is Monsieur Léviat.
How do you do, sir? How do you do?
Enchanté, monsieur. I have often wished to meet the so charming Dr. Watson. Holmes has told me a great deal about you.
Oh, it's very nice of you, sir. Ah, very. It suits you, Watson. You look splendid, old fellow. Gained a little weight, haven't you? Oh, yes. A few pounds, I mean. Come, sir. Sit down, won't you?
Are you sure that I'm not interrupting you in some important discussion?
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Chapter 4: How does Holmes decipher the coded message?
Monsieur, the VI is convinced that the English criminal is a very dull dog indeed.
Well, we've met some far from dull ones in our time. Are you sure, Monsieur Léviat?
Ah, the exceptions rather than the rule, I fear, Monsieur Doctor.
You're stubborn, aren't you, Léviat?
Believe me, my dear friend, that I will yield to no one in my admiration of your knowledge and skill. That is why I wish I could persuade you to practice in Paris. Ah, there you would find opponents really worthy of your steel. What can happen to interest you in this land of grey frogs, boiled potatoes, and pots of tea?
Excuse me for my sauce, monsieur. You're not very flattering.
Oh, I meant no offense, my friend.
Well, you say that the English criminal is dull. Perhaps if you were to read a published story of mine called A Study in Scarlet, you'd think differently. It tells of a very exciting adventure that Holmes and I had.
I have read it, my friend. You have? An extremely gripping story, but surely you will admit that the crime was essentially of American origin. He's right, Watson.
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Chapter 5: What clues lead Holmes to suspect foul play?
Today's column seems rather uninspired, I'm afraid.
May I examine it?
Of course. Here you are. Merci. Merci.
Um, if the lady who helped my little boy across the road at the corner of Threadwell Street and High Auburn last Wednesday at four will get in touch with Box 845, she will learn of something to her advantage. Help me can be more colorful than that in Paris, my friend. I think we can do better than that, too. Yeah, look at this, William.
The printer must have been half asleep when he set up the type for this advertisement. Will any gentleman interested in discussing cryptography and cipher writing please communicate with BoxXQL696 the time?
Oh, I fail to find this message any more stirring than the preceding one. You notice the execrable printing, don't you? Indeed I do. It is all mixed up. The first word, will, starts with a capital W and a capital I. The second word, any, starts with a small a, and then has a capital N and Y. It is a shocking example of typography.
And when it occurs in a paper noted for its excellence in typesetting, one realizes that this is no mistake.
What do you mean, Holmes?
This is undoubtedly a code message.
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Chapter 6: What revelations occur during the confrontation at the Elms?
Elms. Help. Quilter. Elms. Per. There it is, yes. Penge. Help Quilter Elms Penge. Help Quilter Elms Penge.
What does that mean? Presumably there's a man named Quilter who lives at a house called the Elms... in the village of Penge, needs help.
Ah, I see it now. A helpless victim, help prisoner. He smuggles out this message as a harmless personnel, with strict instructions that it be printed on this art form. He knows that the amateurs of cryptography, to whom it is addressed, will decipher this call for help.
Et voilà. Monsieur Villa, you seem ready to grant that adventure can exist in London, after all.
The advantage, my dear Watson, of a more mercurial temperament than we Englishmen possess. Well, the VR, what about it? Shall we set off for Penge and rescue the ingenious Mr. Quilter from whatever dire fate awaits him in the Elms? I'm all in patience. Splendid. Watson, I suppose you're too busy to join us. Too busy? Well, I'm in your practice, and I'm sure that you have patience to attend to.
As a matter of fact, I have two further visits to make today. One to a peppery old miser who has gout, and the other to a wealthy society woman who has acute attack of hypochondria. Hypochondria, they call it. But to blazes with a... I'm coming with you, Holmes, if you want me.
Bravo, Watson. Then grab your hat and coat. The game's afoot.
THE END
Here you are, gents. The Helms pen. Nice afternoon for a drive, wasn't it? Afraid it'll cost you 15 bob, though.
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Chapter 7: How does Holmes solve the mystery of Mr. Quilter?
Thank you, Governor.
Top of the evening to you, gents. Ah, so... This is the elms, eh? Quite a bit of land for such a modest neighborhood.
To call it the elms seems remarkably inapropos. I cannot see an elm tree in sight.
So you see, Olivier, the English have more imagination than you give them credit for. Are you just going to walk up to the front door and knock, Holmes? Why not? The direct approach is often the most satisfactory.
Oh, you disappoint me. I had hoped that perhaps you would adopt one of the disguises in which you are so adept, I am told.
Well, since it's unlikely that these people know me by sight, that's hardly necessary, is it? However, I trust that this little problem may reward you with some colorful highlights before we throw... Oh.
It's Scott. The vulva shots.
They came from the house. Ah, we are too late. Mr. Quilter has been murdered. No, I think not. You will observe that the next-door neighbor to the Elms was mowing his front lawn as we drove up. He is still engaged in the same occupation. Obviously, revolver shots attract little attention, this Vicente.
Mon Dieu, you mean that violence and sudden death are so common that they do not attract even the passing interest?
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Chapter 8: What are the implications of the case's resolution for the characters?
We read his advertisement in the agony column of the Times today and came down here at once. Are you a relation of his? I'm his niece. My name is Doris Favisham.
Come in, won't you?
Miss Favisham, I suppose it is.
Yes, doctor. It's Miss Favisham.
We heard three revolver shots as we were walking up the driveway. They... Gave us quite a start.
Yes, mademoiselle. We were afraid that we might have arrived at the time of tragedy. Yes, indeed.
Tragedy? Oh, my hobby is revolver shooting. I was doing some target practice in the back garden as you arrived.
Revolver shooting, Miss Savage. Very interesting. I flatter myself that I'm something of a marksman myself. Oh, really?
Well, perhaps we can have a match. Won't you sit down?
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