Sunday 18 March 2018

A Scandal in Bohemia, Chapter 2, part 10

ˈweər ɪnˈdiːd

ɪts ˈməʊst ʌnˈlaɪkli | ðət ʃi ˈkæriz ɪt əˈbaʊt wɪð ə || ɪts ˈkæbənət ˈsaɪz || ˈtuː ˈlɑːʤ | fər ˈiːzi kənˈsiːlmənt | əˈbaʊt ə ˈwʊmənz ˈdres || ʃi ˈnəʊz ðət ðə ˈkɪŋz ˈkeɪpəbl̩ | əv ˈhævɪŋ ə ˈweɪˈleɪd ən ˈsɜːʧt || ˈtuː əˈtems ə ðə ˈsɔːt | əv ɔːˈredi bɪm ˈmeɪd || wi meɪ ˈteɪk ɪt ˈðen | ðət ʃi ˈdʌzŋ̩ ˈkæri ɪt əˈbaʊt wɪð ə

ˈweə ˈðen

hɜː ˈbæŋkər ɔːr ɜː ˈlɔɪə || ðəz ˈðæt ˈdʌbl̩ ˈpɒsəˈbɪləti || bət aɪm ɪŋˈklaɪn tə ˈθɪŋk ˈnaɪðə || ˈwɪmɪn ə ˈnæʧrəli ˈsiːkrətɪv | ən ðeɪ ˈlaɪk tə ˈduː ðeər ˈəʊn səˈkriːtɪŋ || ˈwaɪ ʃəd ʃi ˈhænd ɪt ˈəʊvə | tu ˈeniwʌn ˈels || ʃi kəd ˈtrʌst ɜːr ˈəʊŋ ˈɡɑːdjənʃɪp | bət ʃi kəd ˈnɒt ˈtel | wɒt ˈɪndaɪˈrekt | ɔː pəˈlɪtəkl̩ ˈɪnfluəns | ˈmaɪp bi ˈbrɔːt tə ˈbeə | əˈpɒn ə ˈbɪznəsmən || bɪˈsaɪdz | rɪˈmembə ðət ʃid rɪˈzɒlvd tə ˈjuːz ɪt | wɪˈðɪn ə ˈfjuː ˈdeɪz || ɪp məs bi ˈweə ʃi kən ˈleɪ ɜː ˈhænz əˈpɒn ɪt || ɪp ˈmʌs bi ɪn ɜːr ˈəʊn ˈhaʊs

bət ɪts ˈtwaɪs bɪm ˈbɜːɡl̩d

[pɸ] | ðeɪ ˈdɪdn̩ ˈnəʊ ˈhaʊ tə ˈlʊk

bət ˈhaʊ wɪl ˈjuː ˈlʊk

aɪ ˈwəʊnt ˈlʊk

ˈwɒt ˈðen

aɪl ˈɡet ə tə ˈʃəʊ mi

bət ʃil rɪˈfjuːz

ʃi ˈwəʊmp bi ˈeɪbl̩ tu || bət aɪ ˈhɪə ðə ˈrʌmbl̩ əv ˈwiːlz || ˈɪts ɜː ˈkærɪʤ || naʊ ˈkæri ˈaʊp maɪ ˈɔːdəz | tə ðə ˈletə


“Where, indeed?”
“It is most unlikely that she carries it about with her. It is cabinet size. Too large for easy concealment about a woman's dress. She knows that the King is capable of having her waylaid and searched. Two attempts of the sort have already been made. We may take it, then, that she does not carry it about with her.”
“Where, then?”
“Her banker or her lawyer. There is that double possibility. But I am inclined to think neither. Women are naturally secretive, and they like to do their own secreting. Why should she hand it over to anyone else? She could trust her own guardianship, but she could not tell what indirect or political influence might be brought to bear upon a business man. Besides, remember that she had resolved to use it within a few days. It must be where she can lay her hands upon it. It must be in her own house.”
“But it has twice been burgled.”
“Pshaw! They did not know how to look.”
“But how will you look?”
“I will not look.”
“What then?”
“I will get her to show me.”
“But she will refuse.”
“She will not be able to. But I hear the rumble of wheels. It is her carriage. Now carry out my orders to the letter.”

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