Holmes University: The Master Blackmailer

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Emile my dearest one.

Pour le comte.

Bien sur, Madame.

My dearest Emile,

my husband has

changed his plans.

There is no other

way to say goodbye.

Remember me in your heart.

Who betrayed me in Paris

and why did you

wait so long?

I find your ladyship's

attitude surprising.

The answers to

those questions

are no concern of yours.

On my knees I beg you,

I implore you

to show mercy.

I'm not in the business

of mercy Madame.

I haven't the money.

Even if I wished

how could I without

my husband knowing?

Oh you'd be exceedingly

ill advised

not to make an effort.

Do your worst.

You will not have

a penny from me,

coward!

My grandsons were

punished enough.

I hear from them

only seldom.

They wish to spare me

their misery I think.

This monster who brought

about their downfall?

He lives and

breathes Mr. Holmes

with a smiling face

and a heart of marble.

You should have

come to me sooner.

If only I'd known

of you sooner.

A friend gave

me your name.

He has a high regard,

for your sense

of justice.

Do you read poetry?

Try a leaf.

CAM devil.

This is the only

clue I can offer you.

Maybe it will help.

I wish nothing for

myself Mr. Holmes.

It is too late for that.

I wish only

to save others.

3:
45 for London.

I felt great

sadness there.

To think that

that house

must have reverberated

to the sounds

of those boys

growing up.

Man who preys

upon weakness

with a smiling face

and a heart of marble.

A master blackmailer.

I've heard whisper of him

yet no one has put

a name to him.

Well there's no

mention of blackmail.

Even a whisper of it

in the newspaper columns.

You'd have reported it?

Of her two grandchildren,

George the elder,

and Edward Kroft

was caught in a moment

of indiscretion,

referred to the paper

as the Badger Game.

It seems to

involve a gentleman

being lured to the

bed of a prostitute

then being discovered

in flagrante delicto

by a third party.

As usual the sensational

press has got it wrong.

The lady was an

actress that is true

but it was no

in flagrante.

Mrs. Hudson!

He was married Holmes

into one of the highest

family's in the land.

The paper's made

plenty of that.

And the younger boy?

Edward?

Now, he revenged

for his brother,

took a revolver

to the footman,

who's name was,

eh, Veitch,

burst in upon him,

shot him in the face.

The man lived

but was disfigured

for life.

After the trial

he disappeared.

It is Veitch we must find

to lead us to our prize.

Ms. Hudson are

you not well?

Of course I'm well.

Then please you know I

hate the smell of cabbage.

Surely the brothers would

know their tormenter.

The older brother fled

the country in disgrace.

Edward joined him having

served his sentence,

they're now living richly

somewhere in France.

Goodbye Mrs. Hudson.

Thank you.

There is one curiosity.

C.A.M Devil.

Read it for clues

if you wish.

I rather liked Tennyson.

But later.

I'd prefer you to

direct your energies

towards the

gossip columnists.

The Grasslands.

The Grasslands, Watson,

for which our

serpent lies.

Do tell us where

you're going Charlotte.

Oh yes do tell.

Lottie where

are you going?

Shall I, dearest?

What's that my love?

Tell them where we're

going for our honeymoon.

I've no objections.

It's Buddley Solterton.

How romantic.

It is actually very.

I shall have to choose

somewhere abroad

for a honeymoon.

Paris or Rome.

You may Daphne.

But if one's fate is

to marry a soldier,

abroad may well be

one's whole life.

And your honeymoon

Lady Eva?

Have you and Harry

decided yet?

Florence,

Naples,

Constantinople

I think.

Sounds delightful.

Now you've made

him envious.

Not at all.

Charlotte my dear,

I must return

to barracks.

Shall I see you

this evening?

No, duties forbid.

Our regimental

dinner alas.

Ladies.

Lottie, he is gorgeous.

He's divine!

How'd you get so

lucky Charlotte?

But where is

Buddley Solterton?

Oh I'm so happy

for you Lottie!

What is this?

It's not in my hand.

My dear Colonel

you don't expect me

to give you the

original do you?

Where did you get this?

Who gave it to you?

Oh well,

who but the object

of your affections.

I don't believe it.

It's not possible.

What do you want from me?

Two hundred pounds!

What?

For it all to

be blown away.

Never!

I won't part with a penny.

I'll see you

in hell first.

Think of your lovely

bride Colonel.

What have you done to me?

One has to ask oneself

how much butter

can one eat?

Dotty Martian apparently

got seventeen salt

and pepper parts.

Seventeen?

It's true.

I was thinking of a

way of dealing with it

was to... Help me.

Was to mail her politely,

always useful until

the awful day

when always useless,

she said to the Duchess.

No.

Yes, it's true.

Lillie overheard her

didn't you Lillie?

Yes my lady.

Harry wanted us to

be married at sea

on a pirate ship with

only the crew invited

but one really

can't can we?

No my dear

one really can't.

I made an extremely

foolish wager

but I ended up

boxing a dragoon.

And will you mend

for the nuptials,

my dear fellow,

in three days?

You have a small

flutter in itself.

Thick socks for cold feet.

You can rarely hopes

they won't be needed.

Yeah my grandfather

fancied himself

as something

of a pugilist.

He was a fortho.

I remember one

summer in Ireland,

I must have been about

eight years old I suppose.

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