Sherlock Holmes Radio New Year's Eve off the Scilly Isles Basil Rathbone, N

[mysterious music] And now, Dr. Watson, to return to the New Year's Eve you and Sherlock Holmes celebrated on the good ship Gigantic.

Yes.

Uh, oh, here's your Tom and Jerry, Mr. Harris.

Thank you, Doctor.

Oh, but careful.

Don't burn yourself.

Yes, it was probably the most hectic New Year's Eve I ever experienced.

Nothing is as terrifying to a seafaring man as the thought of fire aboard ship, the panic, the isolation.

Oh, but that's neither here nor there.

Yes, let me see.

It was the last day of the year 1912.

Its inception was sufficiently placid, I must say.

A light snow was falling as Holmes and I seated ourselves on either side of a well-filled breakfast table.

The flames of our sea coal fire reflected themselves cheerfully in the generous coffee pot.

The whole house was filled with the pleasant aroma of the stuffing Mrs. Hudson was preparing for our New Year's goose.

Suddenly, there came a frantic jangle of the front doorbell.