It wasn't the garden's fault. No, the garden itself was beautiful. This serene escape from the tension spoken and silent. Inside that looming stone farmhouse.

How inviting it was out here!

Flowing greens, small riots of flowered color, a small patch of American Eden.

Oh, but what happened here?

Like a violation in the dead of night.

Who were those two figures, fairly visible in the moonlight, speaking in hushed and

urgent tones?

She, young, beautiful, charming.

He, older, wild-eyed, and intense.

Exactly what passed between them, no one else knew.

And yet, their garden meeting planted seeds and those seeds grew into jealousy

betrayal a vanishing and a sentence of death.

I'm Keith Morris and this is season 3 of Morris and mysteries.

Our story begins far from that American garden.

It's the mid 1800s, London. Our narrator is the young attorney, Philip

La Frank. He is driven, ambitious, and so overworked he is collapsed.

Slow down, the doctor will tell him,

take a relaxing trip.

So, Philip decides to see some distant relatives in America,

where he'll soon visit that beautiful garden.

Here now is The Dead Alive by Wilkie Collins. Chapter 1. The Sick Man

Hard all right, said the doctor.

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