Happy Thoughts - Sleep Stories for Grownups-Violet Strange-Vol 3-3 - Positive Affirmations and Audio Stories

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Speaker 1 (00:01):
Hi, this is Stefan your over at positive informations and
audio stories bringing you happy thoughts, inspiration, motivation and entertainment
to start your date. Today's episode is a sleep story.
This is the last part of the Violet Strange episode

(00:24):
and Intangible Clue. This is now the time to head
off to a peaceful, enjoyable sleep with a relaxing bedtime story.
We use the power of positive words to help you
live the positive, uplifting lifestyle that you so richly deserve.

(00:51):
And back to our story the intangible Clue. In the
last episode, Via was interviewing to find more information about
the couple that had gotten married in the house across

(01:13):
from where the incident took place. She was acting very delicate.
Shall we see, but now things are about to change

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from the last part previous episode. She was wondering about
the clergyman, trying to find anybody who was at this
wedding ceremony who might have seen through the window something
strange and the building across the way. But the clergyman,

(02:15):
he must have been young. Surely there was someone there
capable of appreciating the situation. I can't say about that.
I did not see the clergyman. Oh, well, it doesn't matter.
Missus Stranger's manner was as nonchalant as it was charming.
We will think of him as being very young, and

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with a merry toss of her head. She flitted away,
But she sobered very rapidly upon entering her limousine. Hello,
oh is that you? Yes? I want a McCarney sent McCarney,
Yes to the cretic which loved Doc the very night

(03:01):
in which we are so deeply interested. Good whom too,
the captain? Now to a missus Constantine Amadon. But first
be sure there is such a passenger? Missus? What idea
have you there? Excuse my not standing over the telephone.

(03:24):
The message is to be to this effect. Did she,
at any time immediately before or after her marriage to
mister Amadon get a glimpse of anyone in the adjoining house?
No re marks. Please, I use the telephone because I

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am not ready to explain myself. If she did. Let
her send a written description to you of that person
as soon as she reaches the resours you surprise me.
May I not call or hope for a line from
you early tomorrow? I shall be busy till you get

(04:07):
your answer. He hung up the receiver. He recognized the
resolute tone. But the time came when the pending explanation
was fully given to him. An answer had been returned
from the steamer favorable to Violet's hopes. Missus Amadoon had

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seen such a person and would send a full description
of the same at the first opportunity. It was news
to fill Violet's heart with pride. The filament of a
clue which had led to this great result had been
nearly so invisible, and it felt so like nothing in
her grasp. To her employer, she described it as follows.

(04:53):
When I hear or read of a case which contains
any baffling features, I am to feel some hidden chord
in my nature, thrilled to one fact in it, and
not to any of the others. In this case, the
single fact which appealed to my imagination was the dropping

(05:16):
of the stolen wallet in that upstairs room. Why did
the guilty man drop it? And why having dropped it
did he not pick it up again? But one answer
seemed possible. He had heard or seen something at the
spot where it fell, which not only alarmed him but

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sent him in flight from the house very good, And
did you settle to your own mind the nature of
that sound or that sight? I did her manner was
strangely business like, no show of dimples. Now satisfied that
if any possibility remained of my ever doing this, it

(06:00):
would have to be on the exact place of this occurrence,
or not at all, I embraced your suggestion and visited
the house, and that room, no doubt, and that room
women somehow seemed to manage such things. So I've noticed,
miss strange. And what was the result of your visit?

(06:23):
What did you discover there? This that one of the
blood spots marking the criminal steps through the room was
decidedly more pronounced than the rest. And what was even
more important, that the window out of which I was
looking had its counterpart in the house on the opposite

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side of the alley. In gazing through the one, I
was gazing through the other. And not only that, but
into the darkened area of the room beyond. I saw
how the latter fact might be made to explain the
former one. But before I say hal, let me ask

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if this is quite settled among you, that the smears
on the floor and stairs mark the passage of the
criminal's footsteps, certainly, and very bloody feet. They must have
been too his shoes, or rather his one shoe, for
the proof is plain that only the right one left.
His mark must have become thoroughly saturated to carry its traces.

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So far do you think that any amount of saturation
would have done this, or if you are not ready
to agree to that, that a shoe so covered in
blood could have failed to believe behind some hint of
its shape, some imprint, however, faint of the heel or toe.

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But nowhere did it do this? We see a smear,
and that is all. You are right, miss Strange. You
were always right. And what do you gather from this?
She looked to see how much he expected from her, and,
meeting an eye not quite as free from ironic suggestion

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as his words had led her to expect, voted a little,
as she proceeded to say, My opinion is a girl's opinion,
such as it is, you have the right to have it.
From the indications mentioned, I could draw but this conclusion

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that the blood which accompanied the criminal's footsteps was not
carried through the house by his shoes. He wore no shoes,
He did not even wear stockings. Probably he had none,
for reasons which appealed to his judgment. He went about

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his wicked work barefoot. And it was the blood from
his own veins, and not from those of his victim,
which made the trail we have followed with so much interest.
Do you forget those broken beads, How he kicked them
about and stamped upon them in his fury. One of

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them pierced the bowl of his foot, and that so
sharply that it not only spurted blood, but kept on
bleeding with every step he took. Otherwise the trail would
have been lost out of his passage up stairs, Boine,
there was no irony in the bureau chief's eye. Now

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you are progressing, Miss Strange, allow me I pray to
kiss your hand. It is a liberty I've never taken,
but one which would greatly relieve my present stress of feeling.
She lifted her hand toward him, But it was in gesture,
not in recognition of his homage. Thank you, said she.

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But I claim no monopoly on deduction so simple as these.
I have not the least doubt that not only yourself,
but every member of the force has made the same.
But there is a little matter which may have escaped
the police, may even have escaped you to that. I

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would now call your attention, since through it I have
been enabled, after a little necessary grouping, to reach the open.
You remember the one large blotch on the upper floor
where the man dropped the wallet. That watch, more or
less commingled with a fainter one, possess great significance for me.

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From the first moment I sought, how can aim his
foot to bleed so much more profusely at that one
spot than at any other? There could be but one answer,
because here a surprise met him, a surprise so startling

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to him in his present state of mind, that he
gave a quick spring backward, with the result that his
wounded foot came down suddenly and forcibly, instead of easily
as in his previous worried tread. And what was the surprise?
I made it my business to find out, And now

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I can tell you that it was the sight of
a woman's face staring upon him from the neighboring house,
which it had probably been told was empty. The shock
disturbed his judgment. He saw his crime, discovered his guilty secret, read,
and fled in unreasoning panic, he might have better held

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on to his wits. It was this display of fear
which led me to search after its cause, and consequently
to discover that at this especial hour more than one
person had been in the Schaeffe house, that in fact,
a marriage had been celebrated their under circumstances as romantic

(12:22):
as any we read of in books, and that this
marriage privately carried out, had been followed by any immediate
voyage of the happy couple on one of the white
Star steamers. With the rest you are conversant. I do
not need to say anything about what has followed the
sending of that Marconi. But I am going to say

(12:46):
something about your work in this matter, Miss Strange. The
big detective about here will have to look sharp if
don't please not yet. A smile softened the asperity of
this interruption. The man has yet to be caught and identified.
Till that is done, I cannot enjoy anyone's congratulations. And

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you will see that all this may not be so easy.
If no one happened to meet the desperate wretch before
he had an opportunity to retire his shoelaces, there would
be little for you, or even for the police to
go upon but his wounded foot. He is undoubtedly carefully
prepared alibi and later a woman's confused description of a

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face scene for but a moment only, and that under
a personal excitement, precluding many attention. I should not be
surprised if the whole thing came to nothing. But it
did not. As soon as the description was received from
missus Amadone, a description, by the way, which was unusually

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clear and precise. Owing to the peculiar and contradictory features
of the man, the police were able to read recognize
him among the many suspects always under their eye. Arrested,
he pleaded, just as Miss Strange had foretold, an alibi
of seemingly unimpeachable character, But neither it nor the plausible

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explanation which which he endeavored to account for a freshly
healed scar amid the calluses of his right foot, could
stand before Missus Amadon's on equivocal testimony that he was
the same man she had seen in missus Doolittle's upper
room on the afternoon of her own happiness and that
of the poor woman's murder, the moment when at his

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trial the two faces again confronted each other across the
space no wider than that which had separated them on
the dread occasion in seventeenth Street is said to have
been one of the most dramatic in the anals of
that ancient court room. And that is the end of

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Problem three and Intangible Clue. We'll be back again soon
with a different story, one that will relax you and
help you have the best sleep. Be sure to tell

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uplifting content. And that's it for now. Sleep well, we'll
be back again very soon. Bye for now.

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