Black Museum-35-The Raincoat

Speaking from London, the Black Museum. Here, in a grim mistone, structural attempts, which houses Scotland Yard, there's a warehouse of homicide, a very strange room where everyday objects, or women's shoe or tiny white box or quilted robe, or, how touched by murder.

You take this rain out. It's a familiar object, waterproof cloth, a ray on the lining, Carlo, you can turn up against army weather. Here in London, it's called a Macintosh. But you wouldn't wear this raincoat.

Oh, this isn't it, Inspector? The way it was tucked around that poor woman and partially burned, as if someone had tried to destroy the evidence. Well, it is evidence, sir, but against whom? I'm not sure yet.

But this raincoat, Sergeant, this raincoat will hang someone. You can depend on it. Today, that raincoat can be seen in a very special position in that very curious room in Scotland Yard, which is known as the Black Museum.

From the annals of the Criminal Investigation Department of the London Police, we bring you the dramatic stories of the crimes recorded by the objects in Scotland Yard's Gallery of death, the Black Museum. In just a moment you will hear the Black Museum starring Orson Wells, the Black Museum starring Orson Wells.

The Black Museum, Scarpon Yards Museum, it's a museum of murder. Here are the objects of homicide, the weapons, the clues, which one time another betrayed killers. They've been collected over a hundred years and now here they are, shelf a bunch of in this dim echoing room.

Here lies death on these shelves, in these glass cases. Just for instance in this case, simple mallets, just the sort of thing that suburbanite might use in his garage or his sharp working at wood carving on a quiet weekend. Matter of fact, a suburbanite did use these mallets on a quiet weekend, but not for wood carving, the raincoat.