Sherlock Holmes in Washington Page #3

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on microfilm,

would be reduced to a size

no larger than a stamp.

Slitting a match

folder with this...

with this razor blade...

Pettibone placed the now

minute document inside,

stuck it together again

and there he had it.

An American match folder,

rare in London

but completely inconspicuous

in the United States.

Do you mean to say

were off to America

just to look for

a match folder?

It's a big country.

A big country Watson

and a small match folder.

Come along.

Did you find what you were

looking for Mr. Holmes?

Yes thank you

Mrs. Pettibone.

By the by you haven't

been up on the roof

in the last twenty

minutes have you?

Why no.

What made you think that...

Well we distinctly

heard footsteps...

Nonsense Watson,

it was the house settling.

Gracious yes.

Such popping

and groaning,

we're quite used to it.

Thank you.

Goodbye Mr. Holmes.

Goodbye Mrs. Pettibone.

Goodbye Doctor Watson.

Goodbye.

So sorry you

missed Alfred.

I'll tell him the

minute he gets back.

Gets back?

Oh yes, yes,

yes of course.

Goodbye again

Mrs. Pettibone.

Just a minute Watson.

That was no accident

I assure you Watson.

Well aren't you going

to find out who did it?

Time's too precious now.

At least I know

they've learned

of my entry into the case.

They, who are they?

The same group that took

Alfred Pettibone

off the train on

his way to Washington.

A group that will

stop at nothing

to get their hands on

the document he carried.

Their leader is a clever,

resourceful criminal

who seems to have sources

of information

from everywhere.

That means a worldwide

organization

who'll stop at

nothing you say.

Quite.

That's why we must get

our bags and ourselves

aboard that bomber

without delay.

We're opposed

by an adversary

worthy of our best efforts

At present he has

all the advantages.

Even that of being

only a merciless,

nameless shadow.

Think of it Watson,

in a few hours

we'll be flying out

over the Atlantic.

We're flying over

New York sir.

New York hey?

Yes sir.

We've been cleared by

radio, nonstop Washington.

What is that book

that so engrosses

your attention Watson?

A book on the

quaint customs

and manners of America.

We must be half way across

and I've only got

to page thirty-seven.

For your information,

my dear fellow,

we are now flying

over New York.

Flying over New York?

Good gracious me.

Extraordinary.

This is the embassy

car Mr. Holmes.

You're being very

helpful Mr. Lang.

Detective

Lieutenant Grogan

of the Washington Police.

How do you do?

Welcome to Washington.

Thank you.

This is my associate

Doctor Watson.

How do you do sir?

How are you?

I suppose I should

say, how are you buddy?

What's... what's cooking?

Oh come along Watson.

Oh it says it

here in the book.

Oh what's cooking?

Grogan's in charge

of investigating

the Grayson case for the

Washington Police.

Any new

developments Grogan?

None Mr. Holmes.

I'd be glad let you

have our complete file

and of course we'll

cooperate in every way.

Thank you.

I shall

appreciate your help,

especially as I'm

unfamiliar with your country.

Oh yes, of course, this

is your first visit.

Oh there's the

Lincoln Memorial.

Most impressive.

Oh by the by Mr. Lang,

thank you for

your cablegram.

I received it just

before I left London.

Cable?

I sent no cable.

About our reservations at

the Hotel Metropolitan.

Why no we thought you'd

stay at the

Embassy of course.

Look at that.

Well since some

strange person

has taken such an

extraordinary interest

in my welfare

I think I shall stay at

the Hotel Metropolitan.

Oh Mr. Holmes, there's

the Washington Monument.

There's the

Capitol, Mr. Holmes.

Magnificent.

We're expecting

you Mr. Holmes.

Thank you.

I've questioned everybody

known to have been

in that club car,

as a matter of course.

Sir Henry Marchmont

confirms that Grayson had

contact only with the

people on this list.

Now he had a drink

with Senator Babcock

and he chatted

with a Miss Pringle

about some mice

she had in a cage

and then he

picked up a book

dropped by a

Mrs. Jellison.

Not very much to go on.

How many of these people

have been

attacked already?

I've heard about your

deductions Mr. Holmes.

Well Senator Babcock

was held up

on his way

from the station

but nothing taken.

Mrs. Jellison's home was

ransacked that night.

And she found the book

that she carried

from the train

literally torn to bits.

That's right.

Miss Pringle?

Miss Pringle said

someone released the

mice from the cage

that during the

night sometime

and she found the

cage torn apart.

What happened to

the mice I wonder?

An intriguing line

of thought, Watson,

but not essential

to the case.

Apparently, Grogan,

they're still looking

for the document.

I'd very much like

to have a look at

that club car.

Well that will be easy,

I had the car

held on the side

in the railroad yards.

Good.

But we searched the car

thoroughly Mr. Holmes.

We couldn't find a thing.

What are you doing?

What's this?

Mr. Holmes your trunk.

Trunk?

I have no trunk.

It says right there.

Mr. Sherlock Holmes,

Hotel Metropolitan.

How was this

trunk delivered?

An express man

brought it sir.

What's the name

of the company?

Do you remember

the license number?

Well naturally I

didn't notice that,

I just signed for it.

All right, thank

you, that'll do.

Well this trunk's

not locked.

Great Scott!

Poor chap.

You recognize

him Mr. Holmes?

Yes.

Who was he?

The man were looking

for, John Grayson.

His real name is

Alfred Pettibone,

British Secret Service.

Why should they

send the body here?

Obviously to frighten us.

Or to tell us

they know that

Sherlock Holmes

is on the case.

Gentlemen they knew

we are on the case

as early as their attempt

on our lives in London.

They're much too

intelligent to believe

that a corpse

would frighten

a trained detective.

No, I rather think they

intended this as a message

and they wanted to be sure

that I'd be here

at the Hotel Metropolitan

to receive it.

Message?

What do you mean?

They want us to believe

that they found

the document

and therefore have no

further use for Grayson.

Well if that's true

then we're done for.

I'm not so sure that

it is true Watson.

If they have the document

why they wasting

time sending me this?

No.

It's an attempt to

throw me off the track.

Grogan, you have a police

laboratory of course?

Certainly.

I'll see what I can

find out about the body.

Yes, whatever marks it

reveals and the trunk.

A microscopic

examination,

everything about

it, the lining,

the blanket in which the

body is wrapped, everything.

Let nothing escape.

We have the best

police laboratories

in the world, Mr. Holmes.

I beg your pardon,

Lieutenant Grogan,

you see I'm so accustomed

to working quite alone

at my lodgings

on Baker Street

that I sometimes forget

the more modern

scientific methods

so particularly effective

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