Suspense - "The Dead Sleep Lightly" (Old Time Radio, 1943)

0:00Hey, it's Kelly Rowland. You may not know this, but I have Exema. So I get how it can steal your time. But why let Exema take over when you can talk to your doctor about Epglyce? Epglyce, lubricism app LBKZ, a 250-mg per 2-mg leador injection, is a prescription medicine used to treat adults and children 12 years of age and older, who weigh at least 88 pounds or 40 kilograms with moderate to severe Exema. Also called a topic dermatitis that is not well controlled with prescription therapies used on the skin, or topicals, or who cannot use topical therapies. Epglyce can be used with or without topical corticosteroids. Don't use if you are allergic to Epglyce. Allergic reactions can occur that can be severe. I-problems can occur. Tell your doctor if you have newer, worsening eye problems, you should not receive a live vaccine when treated with Epglyce. Before starting Epglyce, tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection. Paid partnership with Lili Respect your time. Ask your doctor about Epglyce and visit Epglyce.com or call 1-800-LiliRx or 1-800-545-5979. A wealthy elderly man becomes convinced that his long dead wife has returned to haunt him.

1:07A telephone call placed to her grave seems to bring her voice onto the line, deepening the mystery at Metovale Cemetery near New York City. The story also moves to the elderly man's home, where that call has consequences. The broadcast date is March 3rd, 1943, and this is episode 0 of Suspense, The Dead Sleep Lightly. Susan Hayward, Walter Hampton, and Lee Bowman star in an original radio play by John Dixon Carr directed by John Deats and produced by William Spear for CBS. Now back to the golden age of radio. Suspense. This is the man in black. Here again to introduce Columbia's program Suspense.

2:12Our stars are receiving us three. The order of their parents they are, Walter Hampton, one of the theater's proudest names for two generations. And Susan Hayward and Lee Bowman, the true of Hollywood's brightest, youngest star. The story called The Dead Sleep Lightly by John Dixon Carr is tonight's tale of Suspense. If you've been with us on these two tonight, you will know that Suspense is compounded of mystery and suspicion and dangerous adventures. In this series our tales calculated to include you to stir your nerves, to offer you a precarious situation and then withhold the solution under the last possible moment. And so with The Dead Sleep Lightly and with the performances of Walter Hampton, Susan Hayward and Lee Bowman, we again hope to keep you in the same. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.

3:18Metal veils cemetery, not far from New York. Metal veils cemetery, on a dim grey morning in early April when rain forms a mist across least the trees and white grey stone. You see over there the group of silk-hatted gentlemen each with his protecting umbrella gathered around an open grave. You see the clay soil freshly dug? You can hear perhaps the creaking of the pot as the coffin is lowered into its ever-lasting house. And the droning voice of the searching. I am the resurrection and the life of the Lord, he that believe it on me, though he were dead yet till he lived. With him. Quiet Mr. Temples in place. What's wrong with all the trouble? Please sir, I remember where you are. She's not alive! I can't lose! She's not alive!

4:24It might seem a long distance that the Cosmopolite Club in Grammacy Park on the following evening when that same well-fed man, that hard and unemotional as the diamond pin in his tie, parries up the stand into the clubman. What are you? Yes, Mr. Temples. Tell me. Will Martin the Club do you know? Yes, sir. Don't you see him? Yes, sir. In the lounge over there, sitting by the fire. Yes, sir. I'm a little upset. You're a good fellow, I won't forget you. Thank you, sir. Excuse me, sir, but aren't you going to take off your hat and overcoat? Never mind my hat and coat. Just tell me one of the things. When I came into the club, was there anybody following me? Following you, Mr. Temples? Yes, a woman. A woman with a long skirt and a heavy black veil. But on many women who wear that kind of dress nowadays, look out into the street. Do you see anybody?

5:25No, sir. There's just not that. That's over the old street, you see, sir. He doesn't mean any harm. I won't have that tune claimed, you hear? I'm with the getting my order to bathe. I'm going to have this one to bathe. Here's the money. Go out and tell him to go away. Yes, sir, if you insist, but do as you're told and don't ask questions. Anybody wants me? I shall be with Mr. Wilmer. Very good, sir. I... I... Do you hear me, Wilmer? Mind the way I sit down for a minute. Now then, I'll pull up a chair. A coffee? No, thanks. I'll get down to brass text right away. You always do. I've noticed that. Well, I'm a pretty self-sufficient pilot, Wilmer. I've made a name for myself, even if I do say it myself. But well, the fact is, I need advice. It's just for publishers asking advice from one of their own authors.

6:27That's something new, isn't it? Now look here, we'll model them serious. All right, all right, I take it back. What's on your mind? You've studied what we'll call the supernatural, haven't you? I've lectured and written books about it yet. And did you ever meet a ghost? No, I can't say I ever did. Have you? It might only be my own imagination. Yes, that's what scares me. You get on in years, you're buttery, hard, and you don't take enough exercise, and you think something ought to be done about your waistline, but you never bother. You see, Wilmot, I went to a funeral yesterday, you did. A funeral was a person who died, has nothing to do with this. It was old Simpson of Hollywood, sons. We thought it was only decent to make up a party and go to the funeral. And I took my secretary along, girl named Molly Carroll. I believe if we're watching to the moral, besides a moving house, so there was a lot of work to do. All right, couldn't stand. Was that in final cemetery in the rain?

7:28We must have gone in by the wrong gate, because we were in a neglected, desolate part of the cemetery of a ranked rock, who over the grave? No. No. No. No. No. No. No. You'll oblige me, Miss Carroll, if you first find out the proper directions of our village. You've come in the wrong gate in the cemetery. Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Templeton. I thought it was... But you thought it doesn't matter now. This is the wrong part of the cemetery. My shoes are absolutely ruined with wet clothes. Well, it isn't doing my own chores and stockings, any good eye, then, Miss Assemblyman. There's been any damage to them, Miss Carroll. I'll replace them. You never found me ungenerous, and I'll have you. Well, not exactly ungenerous, no. I'll tell you the compliment, Miss Carroll, seeing that you are the best secretary of a head. Thank you. Yet you want to leave me. Yes, I... I want to get married. I want to make a bond with Seligman. And who is this carer than a yours? What does he do?

8:29Do you make any money? For Frank's a radio technician. He's not very wealthy. I'll admit. Well, for radio technician. I bet he doesn't make as much as I pay you. Yet you want to get married. Well, is there anything very strange about that? Yes, everything appears in your career. If it... Good Lord. Good God. Look at what, Miss Assemblyman. Who there? Around 20. You mean that? That's only an old grade stone covered with weed and bamboo. I haven't seen that grave in years. It looks rather neglected. It isn't neglected, isn't it? Will you go close a breeze and breathe the description? Miss Assemblyman. Who is I tell you, please? Let's see if I can get some of these weed-assised. It says, Stay close to the memory of Mary Ellen Cleaver. Born September 5, 1892. Departed this life, March 26, 1919.

9:31Now, should still be adored as this moment's hour. Let thy loveliness fade as it will. If you know that I'm growing this September, you'll get soaking wet. And the mental crash. But she always liked it. She always liked it. Mary Ellen Cleaver. Did you know her? Very well indeed, she was my wife. Your wife? But I never knew you were married. What have I done with it? You think that's very wise. You've already had more than one. Whatever I do is wise, Miss Carvelle. I will marry it very young. She was a nice little thing. I was fond of her, yes. But she couldn't have helped me. I'm not a snob, but she wasn't in my class. No style, no manners, no education. Indeed. Do I have it reduced to the friends I was making? No. It would have been kind to her. She didn't even want to go to the places where I was invited. She'd sit at home and say, what was it like?

10:33Do you have a nice time? What was missing so and so wearing? And she loved me. I put that to her credit. But you left her? I thought it was the kindest thing to do, yes. She went away. Then I heard she'd had... At what? Nothing, don't matter. Well, it was a war on. I attended the Peace Conference of Europe. She was dead until I heard some friends had buried her. I always promised to call her up. She said she'd come back to me if I did. Well, you couldn't call her up now, Mr. Temporkin, even if you wanted to. I suppose not. But I was fond of her. I wish there was something I could do. You could have a grave care for her. Have some flowers put on it. Actually, that's an idea. She'd have liked it. Can you take care of that for me? I'll look after it tomorrow morning, Mr. Temporkin. But how will they ever be able to locate the grave? Must be thousands in this cemetery. Which grave has a number, you know? Cut into the stone so you can identify it.

11:33This is number one two one two. One two one two. Sounds like a telephone number, doesn't it? Yes, doesn't it? No, they're one two one two. Poor girl, my one's fond of her. Please, Mr. Temporkin, come along and... Please, no more, Brandy. You've got a funeral to attend. And then we'll not... The night came, and the horror... What horror? Take it easy, man. There's nothing to worry about. You were sitting here in the Cloudmuffleite Club. Yes, but it wasn't sitting in the club last night. I was on the way home. And why should that scare you? I don't know, but it did. I'd been jumping all day. That infernal number kept running through my head. Middleware, one two one two. Have you ever seen my house?

12:33Yes, it's that big, shangotic place on Riverside Drive, isn't it? There's big, good, dark and drowsy like a morselium. I told you it was moving house to an apartment downtown. But there were some papers there. I had to get out of the safe in the library to take with me to Washington tomorrow. I knew the servants had begun, of course. But I hope Mrs. Bloom, that's my housekeeper, would still be there. Then, when I went up the path, about 6.30. Middleware, one two one two. Middleware, one two one two. Middleware, one two one two. Middleware, one two one two. Mrs. Templeton, this isn't a surprise. Sorry, the trouble to Mr. Bloom. I didn't just mishlade my key.

13:33You had to go to Swan, I had an on my key ring this morning. It's no trouble, Mr. Templeton. Only I hope you're not planning to spend the night here. No, I'm going to hotel. Why do you rush? Because they disconnected everything except the electricity and taken away most of the furniture. I haven't touched anything in the library. No sir, I told them you said to leave that. However, it does seem a pity in a way. What seems a pity? To break up a lovely home like this after all these years. Home? This big, lovely picture gallery? It's been a home to Lisa. I've created you generously, haven't I? Yes sir. I'm sorry. I got several hours worth to do Mrs. Bloom. The whole safe full of papers is all over. I'm going to library and... What's that you're hiding behind your back? I'm not hiding anything, sir. All the same, what is it? It's only a music box. I found it in the attic when the moving man was here. If I hadn't known, never... Well, no ladies in your life, I'd have said it along to one of them. I'd love to hear them, sir.

14:34May I? Mrs. Bloom. Yes sir. If we don't want to be the smash that music box, turn it off. Yes sir, I'm sure I never... I'm going to library. We can find any sandwiches and coffee, bring them. Yes sir. Excuse me. Hey, it's Kelly Rowland. You may not know this, but I have Exama. So I get how it can steal your time. But why let Exama take over when you can talk to your doctor about Epglyce? Epglyce, lubricism app, LBKZ, a 250-mg per 2-mg leador injection, is a prescription medicine used to treat adults and children 12 years of age and older, who weigh at least 88 pounds or 40 kg with moderate to severe Exama. Also called a topic dermatitis that is not well controlled with prescription therapies used on the skin, or topicals, or who cannot use topical therapies. Epglyce can be used with or without topical corticosteroids. Don't use if you are allergic to Epglyce. A allergic reactions can occur that can be severe. Eye problems can occur.

15:35Tell your doctor if you have newer, worsening eye problems. You should not receive a live vaccine when treated with Epglyce. Before starting Epglyce, tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection. Paid partnership with Lili. Respect your time. Ask your doctor about Epglyce and visit Epglyce.com or call 1-800-LiliRX or 1-800-545-5979. It's fall in Jeep country. And during the driving to fall sales event, get a great deal on 4x4s that refuse to be contained. Like Jeep Wrangler. Confidence built into every drive with the most awarded SUV ever. Jeep Grand Cherokee. And freedom that can't be denied. With the open air freedom in Jeep Gladiator. After 85 years, it's no surprise that Jeep became America's SUV brand. Get a great deal during the Jeep driving to fall sales event. Jeep is one more awards over its lifetime than any other SUV brand. Jeep and the Jeep Grill or Registered Trademarks of FCA US LLC. Same old library. Same old car for this. There's the Venetian Mirror she bought for you. Look at yourself in the mirror, temple room.

16:36Admit you can't face it. Admit you can't work, shift and act. Admit you've got to have lights and music and... That's it. Go out for dinner. Tell the phone will not. If they let the phone, oh yes, good. Here it is. Hello, hello. Yes sir, number three. I... I... Hello. I want... ...that of L1212. That of L1212. Wait, what the devil's name on my face? He's that I want? Hello, my darling. I knew you'd call me when you needed me. Who's that? Who are you? It's Mary Ellen Deer. Don't you recognize my voice? It's not Mary Ellen. Mary Ellen is dead. Yes, she is. But the dead sleep lightly. And they can be lonely too. And now that you're too neat. I don't need you. I don't need anybody. I'm coming back to join you, dear. It's not easy, but I'll be there by the time the clock strikes seven. Or we're as ill, because I don't look very pretty.

17:39I won't have to. I won't listen to you. I won't have to. I'm idea. Remember. When the clock strikes seven. This is real, this is real. This is the temple and what on earth is the matter? Who's the pain, Frick? I don't understand. Who spoke to me on this phone? But, sir, nobody could have spoken to you on that phone. Nobody could have. What are you talking about? That phone's disconnected, sir. Disconnected? Yes, sir. The man came here this afternoon and took that little metal box off the wall and rolled all the wires up and put everything on the desk there so he'd be back tomorrow to take it away. This is real, that's impossible. Look for yourself, sir. You're standing in the middle of the room holding that phone and the wires don't lead anywhere. That's true. So you couldn't very well have talked to anybody on the phone that wasn't connected? Now could you? I tell you I got the operate. I heard it ring. I talked to. Two. Someone else. Oh. And what did that person say? She said she'd be here to visit me when...

18:47...and I was there. What's the 10th and what's the matter? I'm so ill, my friend. That's what happened last night. The phone was disconnected. It was Mary Ellen's voice. There's no doubt about that. Am I out of my mind or what? Before I say anything about that, my friend. Well, that's here the end of your story. What did happen when the clock struck seven? I don't know. You don't know? No, I lost the head. Ran out of that house until the devil were after me. Maybe he was. And then, just like the night at the hotel. Today, I've walked past that house 50 times, a hundred times, trying to muster up enough nerve to go in. I couldn't do it when I was just to go in there. Why? It's those people that I've got to take to Washington. Then somebody else to get them. I can't do that, Wilmot.

19:47It's confidential information for the government. I've thought of everything, guys. I even bore a revolver, see? A love of heaven, man, put that gun away. You want the other club members to think you have gone insane? Then I thought of you. You know all the tricks of six spiritualists. You've written about it. And lectured about it. You know, which reminds me, by the way, that I'm lecturing before the Acropolis Club in about 20 minutes. You've got to break that engagement, Wilmot. Why? Because you're going with me to my house tonight. No. It's impossible, all, man. I sit quietly and listen to me. I'll go with you willingly tomorrow morning. That's too late. I'm taking you to the Washington. Well, then wait until I can get away from the lecture. They around midnight. I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll take a taxi and join you as soon as I can. What will do? I've got to know. Know the answer now. Do you understand? Aren't you being a little unreasonable about this? Unreasonable amount. I usually get my own way. And I mean to have it now. I've been going through the heart alone. Besides, Wilmot, you worry me. You sit there puffing at that pipe, looking at me out of those queer eyes of yours,

20:49like a young Satan. I've often wondered what you were really thinking about. And you flatter my intelligence so much. I was wondering whether you'd been quite frank with me. Frank, with you, how? About your late wife, Mary Ellen Cleaver. A lot of other. Well, after she left you, something happened that you don't like to talk about. Was there by any chance a child, a son, for instance, or did you say a son? Yes. I don't know what you're talking about. And then let's agree not to understand each other, shall we? How are you coming with me or aren't you? I tell you, man, I'll get there as soon as I can. All I can think about is the wet red prey in that cemetery. The dizzmoves graze in the rain. And what her face might look like if she raised the veil. And what am I going to see in that house? What am I going to see in that house?

21:59So the clock chimes the hours dwindle. The traffic roar of the city sinks to a low growl behind twinkling lights. It is midnight. When a taxi moves along a certain peak, towards a certain house, out of a bag on age. Nightless, black against the stars, surrounded by iron railings and with a path bordered by fir trees leading to the front door. Look too with the face of Mr. Patrick Wilmont, when that taxi draws near. All right, driver. This is the place. I'll be in a way, please, sir. No, you needn't wait. Keep the change. Thank you, sir. Good night. So the front gate is open. And he did go in.

23:00And I beg your pardon. I didn't mean to bump into you. Mr. Wilmont. You know who I am. I guess. I've seen you several times in our office. I'm Molly Carroll, Mr. Templeton's secretary. What are you doing here? Well, it's Mr. Templeton. What about him? Well, that's what I wanted to know. I was out with Frank. That's my fiancé. And when I got home, the girl I room with said that Mr. Templeton had been foaming and foaming all evening. He said he sounded drunk or something. He wanted somebody to go with him to this house. Evidently, I wasn't the only person he applied to. Shall we go in? Yes, but how to start the party isn't there? These are all right. You don't know men like Bert Templeton. But I'll push the gate wider. Now, straight up the walk to the front door. I've got a flashlight. What are we going to find? Something rather unpleasant. I'd better warn you. How do you know?

24:00I have my ways of knowing Mr. Carroll. Oh, look. What is it? That French window to the left of the front door. Yeah. It's partly open. Oh, there's nothing in that, necessarily. Temple and Settied lost his key. He might have had to open a window. Oh, that's true. But... So you see it too, do you? See what? There's a footprint across the fill of that French window. A footprint made in wet clay. It's like... Like the clay of the cemetery. So I should imagine. Will you go in first or shall I? Into that dark room, I will not. Well, then stay here, please, until I get some lights on. No, wait. I'll go. Let me take your arm. All right, be careful now. Hmm, I thought so. This room is the library. And there are more footprints of somebody or something walking in. Say, Leeds? Who's there? Who's there?

25:00It's only me, sir. This is Bloom, the housekeeper. And what's the idea of standing in a dark room in the middle of the night? What's what sounds like? It's only a music box, sir. I left it behind along with some other things and came back to get them. I've got my own key. I thought I heard a noise in here. But why aren't there any lights? The electricity is cut off, sir. It must cut off today. Like see. Now, it's time for him to come here. Or was here. He must have had some kind of light. I turn his flashlight on the desk, maybe. Be quiet, Miss Carol. What is it, sir? I'm just blind. It's a mess without my glasses. Mr. Templeton, he's lying on the floor beside the desk. Oh, he isn't? No, he isn't dead. Space is the color of putty. I think he's had some kind of stroke. We better not take any chances. Mrs. Bloom? Yes, sir. I'm outside of the nearest telephone in Corp. ambulance. Telemont's an emergency case. You're in Mr. Wilmot, aren't you? But what's happened to it? Ask a dead woman. I beg your pardon. Never mind.

26:00Hurry. Of course I'll hurry, Mr. Wilmot. What are we going to do? Now, let's have a look around. Templeton seems to have been working at his papers with a light of a couple of candles, which somebody's blown out. We'll relight them. Ah, there's the desk. There's all the papers. Got it around here. Mr. Wilmot, please. What happened to him? I'll tell you. As he's sat there in a dim light of two candles that ghostly figure appeared at that French window. Hey, it's Kelly Rowland. You may not know this, but I have Exema. So I get how it can steal your time. But why let Exema take over? When you can talk to your doctor about Epglyce. Epglyce, lubricismab, LBKZ. A 250-mg per 2-ml injection is a prescription medicine used to treat adults and children 12 years of age and older, who weigh at least 88 pounds or 40 kg with moderate to severe Exema. Also called a topic dermatitis that is not well controlled

27:00with prescription therapies used on the skin, or topicals, or who cannot use topical therapies. Epglyce can be used with or without topical corticosteroids. Don't use if you are allergic to Epglyce. A allergic reaction can occur that can be severe. I problems can occur. Tell your doctor if you have newer, worsening eye problems. You should not receive a live vaccine when treated with Epglyce. Before starting Epglyce, tell your doctor if you have a parasitic infection. Paid partnership with Lili. Respect your time. Ask your doctor about Epglyce and visit Epglyce.com or call 1-800-LiliRX or 1-800-545-5979. It's fall in Jeep country. And during the drive-in-to-fall sales event, get a great deal on four-by-fours that refuse to be contained, like Jeep Wrangler. Confidence built into every drive with the most awarded SUV ever, Jeep Grand Cherokee, and freedom that can't be denied, with the open-air freedom in Jeep Gladiator. After 85 years, it's no surprise that Jeep became America's SUV brand. Get a great deal during the Jeep drive-in-to-fall sales event. Jeep is one more awards over its lifetime than any other SUV brand,

28:00Jeep and the Jeep Grille Registered Trademarks of FCAUS LLC. War a long old-fashioned skirt and a heavy black veil to hide the face. It walked toward Templeton, fracking graveyard clay. It's such disarmed to him like this. Keep away from it, please! Templeton couldn't stand it. He collapsed. And now, before the old housekeeper returns, would you care to hear how the whole trick was worth? Trick? What trick? Have you heard about the ghost voice that talked on a disconnected telephone? Oh, yes. Yes, yes. We said something about it this morning, but I thought he wasn't himself. He wasn't. But he heard it. Remember Mrs. Bloom's story about the telephone man? Yes. They don't tend a man round. He yanked a whole apparatus off the wall, put it on the desk and say he'll be back for it next day. This man from the telephone company was an imposter. The man from the telephone company was an imposter? Exactly. Oh, look, he's moving his hand. He's trying to open his eyes. Isn't there anything we can do for him? No, there's nothing we can do to the doctor arrives.

29:01In the meantime, listen to me. Oh, what did this imposter do? He took away the real phone and substituted a spirit telephone. You don't know what a spirit telephone is. No, of course not. It's an old device used by fake mediums. You see a telephone without wires standing on a desk like that one. You pick up the receiver and talk to the dead. Of course you never really talk into the phone at all. But if you don't talk into the phone then... Fixed underneath the desk is a tiny microphone with hidden wires leading to another room in the same house. That microphone picks up every word you think you were saying to the phone. Is that clear? I think so. Well, the dummy telephone is really a low-power radio receiving set. Somebody in another room can talk to you after hearing what you say on the wired microphone. Then Mr. Templeton... If Templeton hadn't run MetoVail1212, then rest assured that same number would have run him. Well, in the scheme couldn't fail either way. But you see, there's one thing in this matter I haven't got quite clear even yet.

30:02And what's that? Tell me, Mr. Carl, just why did you work this whole trick? Why did you try to scare your father to death? My father! Templeton is your father, isn't he? That might be rather difficult to prove Mr. Wilmoth. By your giant myriot. Thanks very much. I'm slattered. Expressionless as ever. Eyes as hard and cold and blue and handsome as... Well, make your own comparison. But I knew you were guilty, of course, when I heard your fiancee was a radio teacher. You can leave Frank out of this. Oh, you have scruples. Have I touched you? Nothing can touch me. Not since my mother died. Your fiancee installed the ghost mechanism and took it away today. He probably thought it was only a joke. He did, I swear he did. And the rest of it was plain enough. Who led Templeton to the wrong gate in the cemetery? Pass that woman's grave. You did. Who was the only one who could have stolen the key to this house? Not that key ring he took to the office. You were. You needed that key to come and go as you liked and impersonate the two voices on the phone. Is there any need to go on with this? He killed her, you know?

31:02Templeton killed your mother? Oh, not with a knife or a bullet or poison. All he did was break her heart. And that's no offense and law. I said, you know, I've done what I wanted to do. I've torn his whole rotten life to pieces. And there he is, gasping for breath on the floor. And I'm glad. I'm glad. Oh, God forgive me. He is my father. Does he know your daughter? No, of course not. When I went to work for him as a secretary, he hadn't even seen me since I was a child. Well, I got near him. I worked for years to get near him. No. I wish I hadn't. No, here you've got to pull yourself together. Why? Who cares? I see ambulance coming and maybe the police. What do I see? Tell the police what you like. Why, dear girl, you don't think I'll tell them anything. I'm merely an onlooker. An amateur safety rule doesn't believe and goes for it. Yeah, yeah, yeah. What's that? Templeman is either open, trying to get up.

32:02Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. So, this is though he could see something that we can't see. What's that he's got in his hands? It's a revolver. He had one at the club. He's putting it against his chest. I'm stopping. No, no, no. Oh, he should've left her after all. And now he's tried to choose her. I don't let him try. He's all right, Molly. You've grabbed the gun just in time. Every dozen, so I'll make it up to him. I swear I'll make it up to him. I tell you, Molly, he's not going to die. But... Very other. Very other. What? What? What? What? Very other. I was just wondering. Is there a ghost in this room tonight? And so close is the dead sleep, likely.

33:09Starting Walter Hemson, who's in Hayward, Lee Bowman. The night's tail of... The head. This is your narrator. The man in black. Who conveys to you Columbia's invitation to spend this half hour in suspense with us again next evening. This Hayward appears with a courtesy of Paramount Pictures. And the Subroman appears with a courtesy of Metro Golden Mayor Studio. Will you miss the producer John Deez, the director, and add Herman, the composer conductor, and John Dixon-Carve, the author, collaborated on tonight to stay. This is the Columbia Broadcasting System.

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