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the Clever Criminologist.
Speaker 2: Danger with Stranger. This is Granger.
Speaker 3: The place is my apartment on aleven thought I was
in mes It's a woman, white faced.
Speaker 2: And tenth.
Speaker 4: Midnight. This waiting Granger. I can't stand it any longer.
Speaker 3: Jo Missy should have taken a sleeping telet, got some rest.
Speaker 4: I can't. There's always a chance of something like a
wrong at the last minute.
Speaker 3: I hardly think so. You know, Hello, Yes, this is
Steve Granger. Of course he's been here since ten o'clock.
Speaker 2: I see that's it done. Yes, I'll tell her.
Speaker 3: Well, well, Missus milroyan your husband went to the electric
chair exactly eleven forty five pm. The attending doctor has
just pronounced him that. This is Steve Granger, private detective
with a story about a man who believed he could
get away with murder and very nearly did. In just
a moment, I'll take you back to one of my
most interesting casess Granger. The story began the name missus
Elwood Milroy walked.
Speaker 2: Into my office.
Speaker 3: She was tall, slim and beautiful, with red hair and
brown eyes which looked even brown because they were circled
with worry.
Speaker 4: Mister Granger, I've come here because there's something terrible and
unbelieve all taking place. I don't know how to start
telling you.
Speaker 2: From the beginning's always a good place.
Speaker 4: It concerns my husband.
Speaker 2: Ellwood Milroy. Hey, he's a well known criminologist.
Speaker 4: Right, yes, and he intends to kill somebody.
Speaker 2: No kidding. Who's the intenent victim?
Speaker 4: A very good friend of mine named Newman, Peter Newman, boyfriend,
mister Granger, I might as well be frank with you.
I've been married to Wellwood Milroy for fifteen years. I
realized after it was too late that I should never
have married Elward. I've known Peter for many years, so
this isn't just a summer romance. If that's what you're thinking.
Speaker 2: I don't handle divorce cases, Missus Milroy.
Speaker 4: That's not what I want you to do. The divorce
does come into it. My husband's been quite agreeable that
one until lately he saw me lunching with Peter Newman.
He was waiting when I arrived home. There was a scene.
He changed his mind, said that would never be a separation.
Speaker 3: Missus Milroy told you, I don't meddle in divorce cases.
Speaker 4: I know that what I want you to do is
to stop my husband from committing a murder.
Speaker 2: Why don't you go to the police.
Speaker 4: Do you think they believe me? I can't even tell
whether you do.
Speaker 3: Okay, I'll take your case, Missus Milroy. How and when
do I start?
Speaker 4: My husband is delivering a lecture this evening at an
Uptown auditorium. I'm going and I have an extra ticket.
I thought you might like to attend. It might give
you something to work on.
Speaker 2: Yes, it might have DoD I'll be there missus Milroy.
Speaker 4: One thing, mister Granger, my husband is to know nothing
about conversation.
Speaker 3: At eight o'clock that night, I was seated near Missus
Milroy in an auditorium on Upper Broadway. A husband wound
up his lectured at exactly ten pm.
Speaker 2: All fashioned methods of crime detection are no longer usable
when one deals with a modern criminal. At times has advanced.
The criminal has also advanced, and you were a specialists
in the field of criminology, must anticipate these advances. I
thank you.
Speaker 5: Well, I'll eat it, my dear.
Speaker 2: They expected you to attend another one of my lectures.
Surely you've heard them so often you must know them
by heart.
Speaker 4: I always attend your lectures, Albert, Yes.
Speaker 2: Of course, so you do. Oh excuse me, mister Milroy.
Speaker 3: I wanted to come over and tell you how much
I enjoyed your lecture.
Speaker 2: Thank you.
Speaker 3: In a small way. I'm in the same business you are.
Oh really, my name's Granger, Steve Granger.
Speaker 2: Of course a private eye, isn't that the phrase? Oh
my dar, permit me, Steve Granger. My wife, Edith, Hello,
how do you do? So you enjoyed my lecture? Did
you thoroughly. Well, that's rather a strange Granger. I understand
that you were one of the old school type.
Speaker 3: If you mean I chase them until I catch him.
You're right, and that's what i'd heard about you.
Speaker 2: It's too bad that men of your type don't realize
that progress is here. Even in the criminal field. You'll
run into one of the new crop of criminals, Granger.
And when you do, where will your old fashioned methods
take you? You'll be as outmoded as a horseless carriage.
I don't get me wrong.
Speaker 3: I go in for the scientific stuff too, the fingerprints, ballistics,
all that stuff.
Speaker 2: Use them because you hope to reven all made a blunder.
Speaker 3: But in the final analysis, it's the old fashioned bloodhound
with its nose to the ground who comes up with
a net result.
Speaker 2: Yes, yes, I've heard all that, and you confirm. But
I've heard about you. Oh someone I must have a
word with. Excuse me, won't you? Nice guy?
Speaker 3: What's the idea of little pills? He popped about three
of them Intes's mouth and as many minutes.
Speaker 2: What's wrong with him?
Speaker 6: Is he sick?
Speaker 4: No? But he's a confirmed hypochondriact. Oh well, Granger, he
knows I've spoken to you.
Speaker 2: I mean you've told him, of course not, but he
sensed it. I'm sure he has take it easy enough.
It's just nerves. No, he knows. I just don't he knows.
Speaker 3: I hung around the auditorium for a while, then wandered
Odd's side. When Elwood mill Run his wife left the place,
I followed them home. Then I loitered around a few
minutes and went back to my apartment. I was just
putting the key in my door when I got a surprise.
Speaker 2: One moment, please, mister.
Speaker 3: Milroy, Well, well, I didn't know you lived in this building.
Speaker 2: And you know it, and I came to see you. Why.
I don't like talking in car doors. Can we go in?
Speaker 6: Of course.
Speaker 2: After you, mister Milroy Granger, I'm not going to beat
around the bush with you. You followed me home tonight?
Did I stop evading me? You were in a cream
colored taxi. The number was six seven three. You dismissed
the cab half a block down the street. You lighted
around for a while, and then you left.
Speaker 3: How do you know all, miss Milroy? You're waiting for
me when I walked into this building.
Speaker 2: That was simple. I slipt out the back door of
my place, watched you for a moment, got a cab,
and anticipated your next move. I was right. You came here,
nice going, simple deduction. Now in Granger, why were you
following me. I'm not at liberty to tell you what
died my wife. I told you. I'm not at liberty
to tell you, Oh it was my wife. Granger, I'm
going to tell you something. He'd have suffers from a
persecution complex. She seems to be on the impression that
I'm going to kill her. If you know all this,
why come up here? Because I will not be trailed around.
I am not a criminal. I've done nothing wrong. Also,
if my wife is your client, and I'm reasonably sure
she is, I'll tell you something more. I intend to
give her the divorce she wants. Have you told her all?
I shall in good time? So, Granger, let me repeat,
leave me alone, or I shall take steps.
Speaker 3: Okay, and until tomorrow you can take steps. Right the
second through that dorm is the crime expert. I suppose
I choose not to leave right this is my home.
You're an intruder, and in soulting intruder, I might say
I'd be justified in throwing in your fame might be justified.
Speaker 2: But could you do it? Mil Roy?
Speaker 3: I've taken all I'm going to from you. You've slung
a lot of fancy phrases around a lot of nasty cracks.
So have you forgotten what you said at the auditorium?
I remember everywhere I get out of here, I'll toss
you right out.
Speaker 2: Like to see that? Okay you will? Ah? That was
a scientific little move taken from the book of Judo Granger.
It wants and more.
Speaker 3: Yes, I think I.
Speaker 2: Really I'd better leave a little notes with you explaining
what that was. We call it a rabbit punch.
Speaker 3: I'll continue with this interesting story in a minute. When
I came to I felt like somebody had played the
flight of the bumblebee on the back of my neck
with a mallet. I staggered to my feet, slashed water
over my skull, and weaved back into the living room.
Milroy had gone. I went to bed. The following morning
at the office, an early visitor made an appearance.
Speaker 4: Mister Granger, did my husband come to see you last night?
I was afraid of that. He's terrible. He looked at
me this morning and said it was all fair, all set?
Speaker 2: What do you mean?
Speaker 4: Let me tell you what happened. It was about nine
this morning. I tried to.
Speaker 5: Avoid him, but he called me.
Speaker 4: It is come in here please.
Speaker 2: I don't't have to talk with you.
Speaker 4: I'd rather not listen if it means another scene.
Speaker 2: I think you'll hear what I have to say or
it will be unpleasant consequences, said Dan.
Speaker 4: Very well, what is it?
Speaker 2: Why did you employ a private detectives follow me? I
don't have to lie, please? You hired Steve Grainger?
Speaker 4: Why because of the way you've been acting? Ill word?
Speaker 2: How else can a husband act? Who is about to
be discarded? All world?
Speaker 4: I don't want to go over it again. You're grossly
jealous of You don't want to stay married to me,
and you also don't want me to marry anybody else.
Speaker 2: I don't want to marry Peter Newman. He's a fool. I
refuse to let you make it stupid Blundy.
Speaker 4: It may seem a blunder to you, but it'll seem
like paradise for me.
Speaker 2: Ask you once more to reconsider. I know that you've
consulted an attorney. You'll try to assume me if I
don't go ahead with our original agreement.
Speaker 4: That is correct.
Speaker 2: You've forced me to be plain. I'll get the divorce,
not you, and I'll get it when, where and if
I want it. If you start in the action against me,
you'll regret it for the rest of your life.
Speaker 4: There is the gist of what was said, mister Granger.
Speaker 2: What can I do, missus Milroy. I'm not a lawyer.
I'm a private investigator.
Speaker 3: And the more I hear about this fight between you
and your husband, the less I don't want any part
of it.
Speaker 4: You mean you don't want to go ahead and work
for me?
Speaker 3: It doesn't make sense. You think your husband is going
to kill your friend? Have you any proof of that
at all? Any evidence besides your imagination.
Speaker 4: Mister Granger. When my husband called on you, he intimated
that I was unbalanced, didn't he I wouldn't say that
he did something of the kind I know he did.
That's why you're acting the way you are.
Speaker 3: I'm sorry, missus Milroy, but I don't think there's anything
to this idea You've got very well.
Speaker 4: I leave, but when you remember this conversation, you'll be sorry.
Speaker 3: Edith Milroy swept out the door, gave me a curtain
nod and disappeared down the hall. It was pleasant to
forget her get into something that had less of an
odor about it. I got engrossed in some other work.
At five that afternoon, the phone rang Steve Granger's thinking,
what is.
Speaker 2: It now, Missus Milroy? And no, why anybody look for
you up here? No?
Speaker 3: Why where are you, Missus Milroy? Why you think your
husband said the kelly, Missus Milroy, maybe you had better
come up here right now. I'll take it on the
police headquarters. You can hand your ideas to hamas Missus Milroy,
listen to reason. Missus Milroy, where have you been all afternoon?
Were you at Peter Newman's apartment? Missus Milroy?
Speaker 2: Dame is a little lot of rocker.
Speaker 3: Well, I ask you, wouldn't you think the same? Even so,
there was a kind of funny, nagging feeling at the
back of my head. It might have been just the
echo of the rabbit punch delivered my friend Milroy. And
again it might be the feeling that Missus Milroy had
been right all along.
Speaker 2: And just a moment, I'll bring you the of the case.
Speaker 3: After Missus Milroy's mysterious phone call, I was curious enough
to go downstairs and pick up a late act. In
an addition, I was still carrying it when the door
of cal Hendrick's apartment shut behind me. The newspaperman wasn't surprised.
Speaker 2: To see me.
Speaker 3: Well, Steve, what's the good word today? Why do you
know about Elwood Milroy? He's a criminologist, one of the
best in the business.
Speaker 2: What else do you know about him personally?
Speaker 7: I mean not much as an accurate disposition, not the
type who fundles children.
Speaker 2: Hey, why the interest in mister Milroy?
Speaker 7: You think you're taking a short course in scientific crime
to take my mind?
Speaker 5: So you are?
Speaker 1: Well?
Speaker 6: Jay?
Speaker 2: Can't you know Lieutenant Rank and Caroll?
Speaker 7: I know him, but I can't say it's a place
sure at the comedy newsboy and Grangeer, I want a
word with you.
Speaker 5: When you went at your office, I figured you'd be here.
Speaker 2: And what's up? Lieutenant?
Speaker 7: Seeing the papers, we'd a bet a man named Peter
and Newman getting shat earlier today.
Speaker 3: I might have noticed that of the light him.
Speaker 2: Why did Missus Milroy retain you grangers?
Speaker 7: Missus Milroy, you have information that Missus Melroy came to you.
Speaker 3: Why why does anyone come to a private investigator. Come on,
come on, stop stolen Granger. Why did you employ you?
Was it because she was afraid of her husband?
Speaker 7: Did she have an idea that her husband was going
to kill Newman? Maybe you know where missus Milroy is now? No,
you see, Granger, she's involved in this killing up to
her ears. The gun that did the killing belonged to
her husband.
Speaker 5: It was by the door.
Speaker 2: How do you tie in missus Milroy?
Speaker 7: An informant told us that she was at Peter Newman's
apartment about the time the killing would place, and speaking
of fingerprints, they were a woman's. We'd like to have
a little chat with missus Melroy. They were hers. Knowing
that you cooperate to the fullest extent with the police department,
we wouldn't like to entertain a notion that you might
be hiding in suspect.
Speaker 2: Dear boy, I wouldn't dream of it.
Speaker 5: I'm glad to hear you say that, Granger.
Speaker 4: Mister Granger, I've been looking all over for you. I
went to your office and at the man next door
tome you might be here.
Speaker 3: I am so what I've got to talk.
Speaker 4: To you privately. The police have identified the gun that.
Speaker 6: Killed Peter Grange.
Speaker 7: Yeah, do you mind if I into this charming little group.
I'd like to meet this lady.
Speaker 3: I'm so glad to oblige, Missus Milroy. Let me present
Lieutenant Rankin of homicide.
Speaker 4: You're a police officer.
Speaker 7: I am Missus Melroy, and you and I are going
downtown's little chat.
Speaker 4: But I haven't done anything. I'm not guilty.
Speaker 2: I Stranger, help me please.
Speaker 7: If he doesn't, he'll be abstracting justice. And if he
does that, he like your hire us out too.
Speaker 5: Come on, Missus Melroy.
Speaker 2: Interesting little scenes.
Speaker 7: See, Yeah, wasn't it going to help Missus Milroy out?
Speaker 2: Why should I because you're the gallahead type kids. Yeah,
I guess I am at that.
Speaker 3: I got on the phone and tried to trace Ellwood Milroy,
but I was out of luck. Then I went down
to the police headquarters and had a few words with
Lieutenant Rankin. As a result, I was granted an interview
with Missus Milroy in her cell.
Speaker 4: Mister Granger, please help me. I'm not guilly of murder.
I'm not guilly of anything.
Speaker 3: Missus Milroy was seeing going into the building where Peter
and Human lived, but It doesn't mean I killed him,
That's only something. Why were your fingerprints on that murder weapon?
Speaker 4: It must have been my husband's gun. He headed out
a few days ago. They'd been follows in the neighborhood,
he said, and he wanted me to be able to
use it if necessary. He showed me how to handle it. Well,
don't you see Elbert killed Peter and made it look
like I did it?
Speaker 2: Well, Granger, I don't know, Jake. It looks un good
for her, Granger. She was seen going in on Newman's
place about the time he was killed. And what about
her husband?
Speaker 5: Elwert Melroy was working like a troacher.
Speaker 2: Of course, when'd you see it before you came down?
Has he got an alibi?
Speaker 5: And unbreakable one?
Speaker 2: Granger? He did his club for lunch, twenty members saw him.
Speaker 5: He went to an alley movie.
Speaker 7: The Yesha remembers him sounds on us two perfect. There's
no almost about it, Granger.
Speaker 3: Jake, how about letting me examine the apartment where Peter
Newman loves killed with pleasure?
Speaker 2: Pal, I love watching you squirm. As a matter of fact,
I'd go along with you. It's sort of the guided tour.
Oh thanks, this is his apartment, Granger, how come it
doesn't see you? I forgot to tell you her husband
is up here working the Great Milroy himself.
Speaker 3: Euh, okay, come on, give me a breakdown on what
you found.
Speaker 2: The newman was lying over there alongside the davenport.
Speaker 5: The gun was here by the.
Speaker 3: Door, so he didn't shoot himself and throw the gun away.
Speaker 2: Hello, lieutenant, and it's mister Granger, isn't it. Yeah, you
two know each other quite well, don't we, Grangeer, I've
got a good no shit, I got that out, Granger.
Speaker 5: What's the matter with you?
Speaker 1: Oh?
Speaker 2: Granger is a trifle annoyed. We played a little game
last night. He lost all right there, So again, if
you'll excuse me, I'll get back to my work. Wise guy,
what happened, Well, he came up to my place. I
tried to throw him out. You what, he's one of
the country's foremost exponents of judo.
Speaker 3: Don't worry, I found it out. Let's go the something here. Okay, Hey,
do they have a dorman in this building?
Speaker 2: They do. He's got a little office just inside the door.
Speaker 3: Go ahead it yeah, yeah, I want to ask you
some questions about Peter Newman.
Speaker 7: I don't know about Matt's all right, Smith, you can
answer them.
Speaker 2: I didn't see you there, Lieutenant. What is it there?
Were you on Judy?
Speaker 3: When Peter Newman was shot? I was now how many
people came to see him?
Speaker 2: He had only one visitor, that Missus Melroy.
Speaker 3: She came to see him.
Speaker 2: Nobody else. Huh no, sir.
Speaker 3: How about deliveries of one kind another, like laundry or groceries.
Speaker 2: Well, now that you mentioned that there was one delivery
he made a messenger he was had a box of candy? Messenger?
Speaker 5: What do he look like?
Speaker 2: Rather old? I'd says he was very gray, had kind.
Speaker 5: Of a stoop.
Speaker 2: Was this his usual delivery? Never saw him before?
Speaker 3: Thanks a lot, rack, and let's go back to Newman's apartment.
I want to find that box of candy. Be a
Newman's apartment yielded the box of candy one piece was gone.
Gave me an idea one that took me back downtown
the police headquarters and another quick visit with Missus Edith Milroy.
Speaker 2: Mister Granger, Missus.
Speaker 3: Milroy, how well did you know Peter Newman's.
Speaker 4: Habits bad habits? Mister Granger?
Speaker 2: Well, for instance, if it you had gone, or if
he had candy.
Speaker 4: I don't think that Peter was very fond of candy.
Speaker 3: Well, even the type of person to have a box
of candy sent to his apartment rather than go out.
Speaker 2: And pick it up in person.
Speaker 4: That's a strange question. I wouldn't know.
Speaker 2: One more thing.
Speaker 3: When you were in Newman's apartment, did you notice a
freshly opened box of candy?
Speaker 5: No?
Speaker 4: And what's the box of candy got to do with?
Speaker 7: This?
Speaker 3: Probably spells the difference between life and death for you,
missus Milroy. I went back to Rankin's office and found
him working like a beaver with a leak in his dam.
The request I made was barely out of the ordinary.
Speaker 7: A granger, we've gone through you things. What makes you
think you'll find something?
Speaker 5: Loll twunt.
Speaker 3: This is a routine request. I want to look over
his clothes, all.
Speaker 7: Right, all right, but you're wasting my time, which is
paid for with the taxpayer's money.
Speaker 3: Which is my money because I'm a taxpayer. So come on, servant,
show me Peter Newman. Stop Rykan took me down to
the morgue, where I poughed over Peter Newman's belongings. It
was the usual wallet, the usual identification cards and whatnot.
I went over his suit with great care, even pinching
the buttons. When I got to the cops on his trousers,
I found a little something, a little something that sent
me on an errand that took me first to a druggist.
Speaker 7: Why yes, sir, I can't identify this pill. It's a
prescription for one of my customers.
Speaker 2: You are limited to tell me who this customer is.
I'm not sure if I can divulge that information or not.
Speaker 3: If it's a matter of police business. Could you in
that event? I'm sure I could. The druggist gave me
the first solid clue, Then I added for certain movie.
The cashier at the theater, bright eyed and sharp, gave
me the second. When I'm finished with her, I got
ranking to meet me at a certain address.
Speaker 5: So this is where the Melroy's live.
Speaker 2: Right, you're not trying to tell me that.
Speaker 5: Elwood Melroy killed Peter Newman.
Speaker 2: Wait and find out. Well, how do you do?
Speaker 5: Gentlemen?
Speaker 2: Come in? Thanks to what do I owe the pleasure
of this visit?
Speaker 3: Ellwood Milroy, and you shot and killed Peter Newman, then
framed your wife.
Speaker 2: Please grange, you don't be silly. Excuse me a second.
Speaker 5: Yeah, I think I'm getting a good night forgett.
Speaker 3: I know what he's looking for, Jake his pills. What's
a madam Milroy?
Speaker 2: Nervous? Get a couple of your pills to study it down?
Their prescription. My doctor told me to take them.
Speaker 3: I know your druggist told me about the druggist. That's
why I made your prist mistake, Milroy. That in one
other place, the theater, the cashier saw you go in,
but nobody so Lee.
Speaker 2: Obviously there was a crowd leading with me the picture
was over. You left before the end of the picture. Really,
And how is that? I can recite the.
Speaker 3: Movie's entire plot because you went on the same theater
the day before. The cashier remembers that visit.
Speaker 2: But that wasn't your biggest mistake, Milroy, isn't it. When
did you see Peter Newman last two weeks ago? Oh?
Speaker 3: No, it was much more recently today. In fact, you
walked into his apartment disguised as a messenger. And I
know you were there, mister crime, come judo expert, because
you keep flipping those pills of yours and I found
one of those pills in the dead man's trouser cuff.
He must have been a bit nervous and dropped one.
Funny how often little thing will fall into a guy's
trouser cuff.
Speaker 2: How does that prove I saw him today? It happened
two weeks ago. Bad luck, Milroy.
Speaker 3: Humuldn have had his suit clean the day before. Yet, Milroy,
you laughed at me because I'm the type who runs around.
Speaker 2: With his nose to the ground.
Speaker 3: But if I hadn't, I would never have found a
clue that busted your perfect crime. A little send you
to the chair, you, you dirty soap.
Speaker 2: I'll kill you like look up, he'll get away, old friends.
That's the story.
Speaker 3: I'll be back to wrap up the case in just
a minute. Elwood Milroy went to hospital with the bullets
through the arm. With evidence piling up against him. He
was accused of killing Peter Newman. Ulimately he was convicted.
I better call on my friend Lieutenant Jake Rank at
his office.
Speaker 7: Well, Granger, you might be interested. Elwert Milroy was sending
for the chair this morning.
Speaker 3: So much for his two perfect alibi, right, Jake, and
for old fashion.
Speaker 2: The detective methods.
Speaker 5: Yeah, you see, missus Milroy saw.
Speaker 2: Just an hour ago. You saw me too, with a
neat check complete with numbers.
Speaker 5: You know you were lucky fine in that pill.
Speaker 2: How'd you ever dream it up?
Speaker 3: Because I'm no great hand at criminology, I just run
around with my nose to the ground.
Speaker 5: Would you do that in here?
Speaker 2: Hardly? This joint's got sawdust on the floor.
Speaker 7: In that case, you won't mind if I pick up
that five dollar bill down there where?
Speaker 2: Hey, hey, that's mine. I mean many to have that
hole in my pocket sewn up?
Speaker 5: Too bad?
Speaker 2: Gums you I had my nose to the ground that time.
Speaker 3: Well, that's one for the books. The flat foot was
his own blood ound.
Speaker 2: Steve Granger.
Speaker 3: Again, You've just heard one of the most interesting cases
in my files, and I'll have another one for you,
so be around next time.
Speaker 1: Welcome back. I actually enjoyed this one. It had me
guessing a little bad well. I did have a lot
of suspicions towards the husband. I did also find myself
wondering whether the wife might have been playing Granger somehow
the way things were set up. Now, of course, this
is a title that probably should have quotes around it
because while the criminologists might be well respected and might
have a lot of theoretical knowledge of crime, as a murderer,
he committed a crime that could only really be called sloppy.
The theater might have been an instance of him disregarding
the importance of like work in the movie beforehand. Was
not a bad idea, and certainly there are plenty of
stories of police usualing knowing or not knowing the details
of a movie as an indication of whether somebody actually
went to say it, although you don't hear that sort
of thing in modern crime dramas. And the bigger tell
was the evidence he left at the scene of the crime,
and his idea that it might have just been sitting
in the pants leg for two weeks is kind of
absurd and really weak sauce, but it shows ultimately a
failure of imagination to imagine, Okay, if I were a criminal,
what would be my distinguishing characteristics? What evidence might I
tend to leave on the basis of my habits and patterns?
And how can I avoid doing that? Because so many
of the scientific methods that particularly those that were coming
into place in the mid nineteen fifties, came down to
the sort of things that might be left at the
scene of the crime unintentionally, But instead of identifying that
critically and looking at himself, he just kind of concludes, Ooh,
I'm so clever, so I'm going to get away with this,
And Granger is able to defeat or villain through nothing
more than basic detective work and taking advantage of the
villain's utter arrogance. Now, one thing that was said when
Granger's client got arrested that made me kind of do
a double take was this whole question of it was
a woman's fingerprints, because it kind of struck me that
fingerprints really had never heard of them being able to
prove sex, and they can't prove it definitively. But doing
some research, there are tendencies of male and female fingerprints.
The big one is ridge density. Men tend to have
lower ridge density and there's more space in general between
our ridges. Women tend to have higher rege density, as
women tend to have more ridges, but they tend to
be a bit finer. This is a tendency. It's not
an absolute rule. But if you did find fingerprints that
match the typical file for a certain gender, you would
expect the perpetrator to be of that gender, but you
know it might be someone with an atypical print. In
this case, they could really only say for certain it
was a woman's print because they were able to match it.
The other thing, I was glad that it turned out
our criminologist was also a judo champion.
Speaker 7: Uh.
Speaker 1: Yeah, because when I first heard that scene, I was
embarrassed for Granger. It's like, you're a tough guy, detective
and you get taken down by a hypochondriac academic. But
our guy did have a lot of facet to his character.
None made him a person who could truly pull off
the perfect murder. Well, now we turn to listener comments
and feedback, and we have a comment from Harrison regarding
the episode Out of Jail for Christmas. Uh, And he writes,
He's been a friend for years, but I had no
idea he had a family some detective. I think, yeah,
that's a fair point, Harrison. I just tended to think
that with Granger it was just a case of him
being one of those people who uses the term friend
rather loosely, because there are a lot of people who
use friend when the more appropriate word would be acquaintance,
which that's kind of how I took it, But thanks
so much. Appreciate the comment, Harrison. Well, now it's time
to thank our Patreon supporter of the day, and I
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Speaker 8: You're very kind to see me.
Speaker 2: Mister Miller.
Speaker 6: You read the stories I wrote on your son, didn't
you missus?
Speaker 5: Mantell, Yes, I did.
Speaker 9: You know just how I feel. I'm only sorry you
didn't get twenty five years.
Speaker 8: I'm not a proud woman, mister Miller. If to get
to the truth, I have to scrub floors or take
a little insult a mother doesn't mind that, mister Miller.
Speaker 6: Oh, look, what do you got to say.
Speaker 8: Joey didn't do it anymore than I did.
Speaker 6: The jury thought otherwise.
Speaker 8: Joey wasn't there, He wasn't near the store that night.
Speaker 6: You said that in court. Well, what do you want anyhow?
Speaker 9: Man gets a trial, a fair trial, a jury of decent,
honest people find him guilty.
Speaker 6: What more do you want, mister Miller.
Speaker 8: I'm a reader of your paper fifteen years. I like
the way you write. No, that's not flattery, it's the truth.
You remember the Sullivan boy about eight years ago, mister Miller.
He was found gilly by a jury of honest people, too,
but you wrote about it, and you helped prove that
he was innocent. The Ginsburg girl that was about four years.
Speaker 6: Look, look, I studied your son's case.
Speaker 9: The only thing that makes me saw was that they
didn't catch the other crook, and your son only got
fifteen years.
Speaker 6: Those people were in their sixties.
Speaker 8: Missus Mantel, I'm sixty seven, mister Miller, sixty seven. A woman,
don't lie. My boy was home in the garage fixing
the car.
Speaker 6: Why was he fixing a car in the evening?
Speaker 8: Because when a boy wants to make a new start,
he don't care if it's afternoon or evening.
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