Speaker 1: Come in welcome. I'm e. G. Marshall. This is a
story of something lost and never found again, a sad story,
a strange story, but in no sense a warning. For
certainly no one of us listening could ever be caught
up in such a set of circumstances, or could we?
How sure are any of us of our destiny? Our
mystery drama, The Ghostly Rival was written especially for the
Mystery theater by Ian Martin and stars Will McKenzie. It
is sponsored in part by Buick Motor Division and Listing Lozenges.
I'll be back shortly with that one. The crumpled remnants
of the car are now a dying sheet of flame.
The bright oranges of the fire smeared and dulled by
the black smoke. As rescue crews work, The man, mercifully
thrown clear of the raging flames, his fall, broken by
the thick underbrush, lies still and limp as the ambulance
crew pick him up and carry him to the waiting ambulance.
It takes off immediately, and soon within the city limits.
The familiar whoop whoop of warning clears the road in
front of it. It strikes a note of doom to
all who hear it. Then suddenly there is a muted
quiet of the hospital. Take him straight to emergency yet
talked superficial burns, possibly internal injuries, but they diagnosis says
he was bitten by a black widow spider. Ah whoevers
on dirt, he can handle of surface stuff. The neuro residence,
whoever's on the syke side for the rest can do.
Doctor Peters did just signed him in. Yeah, I hear
the papers. There was a woman with her wife. I
guess she got caught in the car and burned to
a crisp. Oh, his name is Cartwright and I guess
kid glove treatment. He's one of them. We treat them
all the same. That's a spirit baby, just the same.
His family and in laws did build a wing for
dear Old Central Hospitals. Uh seeing the snake pit later,
doctor Peters, Oh, yes, documents she put in a call
for me. Yes, doctor, I got an accident case, no sweat,
minor contusions and burns. But there are complications involving the contrast.
This one may involve half the staff. First off, the
guy was apparently bitten by a black widow spider. How
do you know he was conscious when we brought him in,
told us himself he got thrown clear of the car.
He was the lucky one. Someone else with him. Uh, yes, doctor,
his wife totaled with a car.
Speaker 2: How awful. He hit the guy pretty.
Speaker 1: Hard, although he wasn't all that with it when we
brought him in because well because apparently his wife was
going to have a baby. Oh how hard can you
get hit? Tell me how bad is the spider bite?
Well that's kind of out of my backyard. But according
to Doc Stearns in toxicology, there isn't much to do
but wait and see. M Well, as I remember, it's
seldom fatal, but it takes a long time for the
poison to attack the system, and the pain is excruciating
even when it does. This poor guy's ready to flip
his lid. I mean, he goes through the guard rail
two hundred feet into the valley, He kills his wife,
an unborn child, and turns up without a scratch. Yes
except the spider bite. Yeah that, well, what's that next
to losing your wife, your kid, and maybe your future.
You're not asking me, doctor Peters, you're telling me, And
that is my job to discover and heal. If I
can good name, mister Carter? Right, Well, what's your uh specialty?
If you're a doctor? Uh I am? I am a psychiatrist.
Oh oh that's different? Who oh no, really just another
phase of medicine. I hope not. I mean, I hope
enough different. I've been wanting to ask for someone like you.
I've got to talk to someone who might possibly understand
mm understanding. I can promise you absolutely, but at least
I listen. Well, the best I can ask for. No
one will believe me. I am trapped as thoroughly as
that horrible thing in the bottle. I let escape, but
I have to keep hoping that somehow I can find
escape too. Let's see if we uh can't begin by
making a start at it. At least, how open is
your mind? Well? I don't know, it's uh pretty open.
I should hope you know who I am. You were
admitted to the hospital is uh Thomas Cartwright third. That's
who I appear to be. Have you ever heard of
a Terry Connolly who is buried in the graveyard behind
Saint Stephen's and whose headstone reads born four twenty nine
fifty one died eight sixteen seventy three. Well, should I have, yes,
because that's who I really am. How do I answer that?
You consider yourself already dead, condemned? Why because I sold
my soul? Monster of a wild statement? Do you mean
like uh, like doctor Faustus h to the doll? I
mean like that? Oh, and I hope it all means
you're gonna tell me about it. You still think I'm
Thomas Cartwright the third Well, all intents and purposes, plus
your public identity and all the private contents of your wallet,
and also your wife's identification. Of course you are. I
couldn't possibly be Terrence Conny, could I?
Speaker 2: No?
Speaker 1: I don't even know him. That may I introduce myself,
not my outward appearance, but what lives within the outer shell.
Suppose I accept that claim?
Speaker 2: Can you prove it?
Speaker 1: Can you listen to a sort of complex story you
had the floor? Okay, let's start it this way. You're
looking right at me now, I'll even give you a
better opportunity. I really don't think you should get out
of bed. I'll get right back in now I'm standing.
How do I look, oh, young man? This early twenties,
A little bit overweight, brown eyes, a dark brown hair,
slightly receding and the sub evidence of disap height about
uh five ten is enough, it'll do. Two years ago,
I had blue eyes and sun bleached hair. I was
six feet one, one hundred and eighty five, all muscle.
Here I'll show you in my wallet is yes. This
This was the last snapshot I ever had taken. Laura
took it, you see. Mm, well this would be the
Terry Connolly that you mentioned. Mm. That's right. With a surfboard,
a hobby my life. That was at mccaha the Internationals.
It was where I met Laura and the first change
in my life happened. You fell in love. Uh you
wouldn't think it to look at her, but she can
hang ten with any surf cat, only by her. It
was just a sport for kicks, not a way of life.
Now that shook me. I suddenly woke up to the
fact that I was nothing better than a surf bumb
Oh while, so you gave up surfing? M no exactly.
I came back to La Laura's from here, well, from
Santa Barbara, and since we wanted to get married, I
had to find something to do to make a living.
There was this kid. I knew we'd served at a
hundred beaches ever since we were in junior high only
he'd busted up a leg pretty bad on a flipout
at Monterey. He had a little steak, so we opened
a kind of surfboard rental shop, you know, with skin
diving gear, other stuff, snorkels and all. And I went
in with him, giving surfboard lessons on the side. It
wasn't bad, but she couldn't make much. You know how
rich Laura's family was, so she came up with a
better idea. I don't know, Laura, I just don't know
if I could go that rule.
Speaker 3: Don't get all up tight on you.
Speaker 1: It's only money, yours, not mine. Oh it's darling.
Speaker 4: Once we're married, I don't want to live off you, now,
that isn't the question.
Speaker 1: I want you to live with me.
Speaker 4: And I also want to be supported and somewhere near
the sky, to which i'm a custom.
Speaker 3: You're not going to be able to do that being
a half baked beach boy.
Speaker 1: Oh thanks for the way you size me up.
Speaker 3: Oh there's no big problem, Terry.
Speaker 2: Let's do crut.
Speaker 1: You got your college to Britain.
Speaker 4: And decided to take a year off because you wanted
to prove there wasn't a wave.
Speaker 3: That swept in on any shore.
Speaker 4: You couldn't matter, But you said yourself, and chrispud got
all busted up.
Speaker 1: You bought it.
Speaker 3: You want to be a doctor, Okay, you've had pre med.
You just go on using my dough. And when you
get to be a rich or the Peters, I'll make
you pay, and pay pay.
Speaker 1: I don't know if I can cut it after being
a dropout.
Speaker 3: You can cut anything you want to, Terry.
Speaker 1: What about your father?
Speaker 3: Well, I've been breaking him down by bit. He's not
all that tough.
Speaker 1: And and how about my rival, mister flabellied money bags
Tom Catt.
Speaker 3: Right, it isn't there, Terry. He's just very different from you.
Speaker 1: He sure is several million bucks worth family money.
Speaker 3: He didn't do it the way you're going to, Terry.
I loved you. You're what I want.
Speaker 1: Your father will never buy us.
Speaker 3: I told you I've been working on him. I've even
got this far. You're invited to dinner this Friday to
meet him.
Speaker 1: You mean so he can look me over.
Speaker 3: Wow, that's fair enough, isn't it.
Speaker 2: Sure?
Speaker 1: If you were my daughter, I'd make damn well. Sure,
I got a good look at anything chasing you. Let's good.
I remember to liven up for one of our board
meetings and you can put the brand in two glasses
on the table, George and uh Laura yesterday, Why don't
we have coffee out of this hilarium? There's still plenty
of light to admire. View.
Speaker 3: But I don't have George set us up there right now?
Speaker 1: Where you go wrong? Supering tent? Will you? Dear? I
think Terry and I have a couple of words in exchange.
Speaker 3: Okay, dab, but you won't be long with you. I'm
the only lady for the gentleman to join.
Speaker 1: Oh no, no time at all. Well, I have some brandy, Harry. Uh,
I'm not much of a drinker, sir, How much? Thank
pardon sir, Well you've heard me. How much to what
you get out of my daughter's life? Leave her alone
by the kind of man I think she should someone
with plenty of money. It should be one of the requirements,
one that you don't have. I've got a better one.
She loves me. I don't know. Out of sight, out
of mind, how much, mister beach boy, you take your
bed roll and go follow the waves? Instead of the
most precious possession I have. How about a nickel. I
don't understand you. It's obvious how cheap you consider me.
I thought I'd just keep the price in line. Okay,
Gloria one for guts. Anyway, there won't help you. I
know who I want Laura to marry, and so does she,
and that's the way it will turn out. You may
be in for a very unpleasant surprise. I dots. I
offered you money to get out of your own free will,
and it will probably cost me less to have you removed.
If that's the way you want us, you've gotta be kidding.
I don't make jokes, and we put it quite simply.
Beach boy, if you're borrowed graciully, I will make certain
arrangements to have you uh let you'll excuse the expression
rub outs. I'll give you twenty four hours to think
it over. John Sherman Blake, chairman of more boards than
we have time to list inherited money and accrued money.
Position power, the man who holds all the cards, and who,
in the long tradition of Robert Barons, never hesitates to
you there was any lever to secure his ends, but
murder even second hand? Is that how Terry Connolly reached
such an early grave. I'll returned shortly with Act two.
For a moment, as though exhausted, the pale young man
in the hospital bed has shut his eyes, leaning back
against the pillows. Doctor Matthias, the psychiatrist, eyes him carefully
and then speaks quietly. Perhaps, mister Cartwright, we should let
you rest for a little while before you continue. Rest doctor,
I haven't known any rest since well since the uh,
the night you were telling me about. Yes, I didn't
go out at the Selarium to have coffee. What mister
Blake's ultimate umfacing me. I I went straight for my
old beat up car and took off. I had to
think clear my mind. The best place for me to
do that is riding a wave, so I headed for
the beach. I always keep my gear on the back
of my bus. The nearest beach was Old Deep six
when I she had an attack of the crazies. Nobody
rode the junk that came in there. The rocky bottom,
narrow reefs on both sides and a crisscrossed really chopped
up the rides and the lad so did me just fine.
I wanted to risk my neck it might be the answer.
I took a heavy board because the wind was fine,
paddled myself out over the breakers and waited for the
big one. I saw a hummer on it and waited,
and then I raced to stay ahead of the crest.
She broke pretty then let it book a.
Speaker 5: Wide open and she collapsed on me, driving my board
the Lord knows how, high in the air and grinding
me down and under rolling and tumbling until I hit
my head and went out like the light above me
over the sea and there which I was better.
Speaker 1: Oh whah o, wh what is it? Who? Who?
Speaker 2: Who is it?
Speaker 6: Oh about grub.
Speaker 1: Anything over whoa oh and battered, half conscious.
Speaker 2: Block.
Speaker 1: The tide had been going out, and I had been
left lying stranded, face down in the rough set and
above the tide's edge. It was almost dark. Beside my
head lay a dark green bottle, washed up by the waves,
and from it the voice I heard, or did I
really hear it? Was it just some sounding in my
half conscious head. It seemed to be coming muffled from
the bottle. Who who are you? Oh ah, oh, yeah
you are inside the bottle? Or oh.
Speaker 6: Oh oh walk wow almah.
Speaker 1: How on what condition? Oh? Are you sure? Are we
just kicking around the old foul dream? Your freedom for mine?
Speaker 7: Okay, you got it, It's only a dream.
Speaker 1: How there is no way I can dig this cork out? Okay,
screech up in the bottom and look out for flying glass.
Here goes the moment the bottle broke. A great, hairy
black spider with a red hourglass mark on its belley
burst from the shouted remains of the neck. For a moment,
it teetered on its long jointed multiple legs, and my
second transformation took place, almost as though it had exploded.
The spider blew up into a giant of a man
with a bald head, whistling dark mood of shaking, a
body covered with tangled black hair, rested conventionally enough in
blue jeans, just like oh where normally I am your servants, sir?
Who are you? I am whoever you want me to be.
But that is of little importance for the moment. You
kept your part of the bargain. Nah, I keep mine.
Ask anything you want of me, one request, no strings, jews.
All right, I'm too tired and chopped up to debate
the point you ask me what I want, I'll make
it within reason more well than the father of the girl.
I want to make my own enough, more so that
he cannot keep us apart. Granted, you've made your choice.
I had the feeling of having been asleep for a
long time when I woke up, without remembering why. I
had this idea I should be hurting all over, but
it wasn't like that. I felt like I was floating
on a cloud. The bed, if it was a bed,
didn't support me. I just sort of hovered in space
by myself. I didn't want to open my eyes. I
didn't want to come back to reality. This was too plush,
too out of this world. Very slowly I opened my eyes.
Good mornings. Uh would you like to breakfast or bathe first?
Who are you? Oh, dear mister Cartwright had a big
party last night. I've got a headache like someone hit
me with a sandbag. That's right, you have a bruise
on your forehead. But you want ice now, I ain't.
I just want to know where I am at home,
in your own bed. That's crazy. I don't feel that way.
I don't belong here now you do?
Speaker 2: Huh?
Speaker 1: You made one request to be richer, richer than the
father of the girl.
Speaker 2: Now you are Wait a minute.
Speaker 1: My first question was right, who are you?
Speaker 7: Ah?
Speaker 1: We met last night. You made a request. It has
been granted. A few hours ago, it was recorded in
the book that Thomas Cartwright the third died of a sudden, massive,
unexpected heart attack. At the same time, a young man
whose main interest was surfing was the victim of a
drowning accident on a nearby beach. Your body lies there
among the debris of the tide. In this bed is
the body of Tom Cartwright, miraculously recovered from a vascular
and cardiac accident. And within the shell of the body,
within its cockoon, not Tom, but Terry lives on a
thas I kept my promise. How can I be what
I'm not? Who is to know the difference?
Speaker 2: To begin with?
Speaker 1: I get a solace. Cartwright, guy, rise master, and look
at yourself in the dressing room mirror, or even the
full length glass here on the closet door. I don't
think I want to look sooner or later. Better Now,
when we are.
Speaker 8: Alone, I am on my feet. Ha eh oh hot,
everything has changed?
Speaker 1: Is that really me? That is what you asked to be?
Richer than the father of the girl you wished to own.
But I didn't ask to be some one else. I
shun't even know the man. How can I take his place?
Speaker 2: Er?
Speaker 1: Let me arrange that, master, But you can't be with
me every moment, don't I have a business, sir, a
bat o work. Most Fortunately you are now on vacation,
most of it you plan to spend on your boat.
You have few social engagements except, of course, to night
to night. Yes, to night you are diving with mister
Sherwin Blake and his daughter. I was ripped a part
of the thought to sit at dinner again with Laura
and her father this time?
Speaker 3: What?
Speaker 1: What would you call me? A half man or a
double imposter? How could I carry it off? And yet
I knew I couldn't refuse the invitation. I know it's
not an easy evening, but life must go on. George,
I think is more wine? No?
Speaker 3: Not funny?
Speaker 1: Thanks, I'll skip it to him. Hear me? Well, what
did I say?
Speaker 3: The least the better? Daddy?
Speaker 1: There as you wish a terrible accident? Yes, it's so wiseful,
fine young man. Why would he take a chance as
he did? And that rip tide there is such a
broken surf.
Speaker 3: Maybe you could answer that, Daddy, he will you shoot
me out to set up coffee? What did you say
to Terry? You carried him off, You made it.
Speaker 4: Impossible for him to even think we could ever.
Speaker 1: Excuse me? I'm uh, I'm sorry about that time. Oh,
nothing to be sorry about. I understand you do, Yes, sir,
with your permission, sir, I'd like to talk to Laura alone.
I was yes by all means. I hope you can
bring your back toward senses. You know you have my blessing. Yes, sir,
I know.
Speaker 3: Why don't you leave me alone?
Speaker 7: Laura?
Speaker 1: Please?
Speaker 3: Don't you even have one small speck of sensitivity and
that mean rotten little soul of your.
Speaker 1: I only wanted to tell you something.
Speaker 3: Nothing you can tell me that I want to hear.
Speaker 1: I'm just trying to explain it. I have.
Speaker 3: Before I met Terry, you explained again and again that
you were not what you seemed. A conceited pawing throb
will reach for any woman's out with his divine right.
Speaker 1: But what I'm trying to say is that I'm not
like that anymore.
Speaker 7: Laugh.
Speaker 3: We've been down this route before.
Speaker 1: Tom is.
Speaker 3: There's no way, now that I've known what a real
man couldn't be. But you could ever turn me on, I.
Speaker 1: I wouldn't dream of trying. Now. I'm sorry, Laura, except
I wish I could tell you how sorry I am
about what happened to your Terry.
Speaker 2: Well, thank you.
Speaker 3: Oh, it doesn't even sound like you're I wish I
could believe it.
Speaker 1: You can. I'm not quite the heel you make me
out to be. I may have been once, but not anymore.
Now I'll leave you alone. I just wish, wish what, Well,
I just wish I could I could comfort you some way.
Speaker 3: Well, I don't see how. Thank you for wanting to domb.
Speaker 4: It's so funny, But all night since you came to dinner,
it does seem to be something different about you.
Speaker 3: I don't know why.
Speaker 1: Why, Because I have changed, Laura. Give me a chance
to prove that. With time, I think you'll find I'm
not the hopeless case you've written me off. As I
had found out two things, the first that Terry Conley
was dead, the other that I or Terry had given
up his life for nothing, I went roaring home in
my newly acquired Ferrari to face a key or whoever
he was. With a new decision, I want to go back.
I don't want the money or this flabby, jaded body.
So sorry, it's not possible. One we surely, and that
has been granted. But I didn't know. I have to
give up my life for it. Please allow me to
point out you still live, only outward identity has changed.
It's the same thing. As long as I seem to
be Tom Cartwright. The girl I want in love won't
look at me, won't have anything to do with me. Patience, master,
you will see. All will turn out right. It is written.
You will be married. Now I must leave. If you
need me again, go to the sea and find the
bottle again passive Oriental's head, A great jagged streak of
fire exploded and disappeared. I realized I had not been
talking with our key, but with what a minor demon? Ah,
the devil himself? Did it matter? He had brought me
to where I was?
Speaker 2: And where was that?
Speaker 1: Was I dead? Was I alive? For a moment, the pale,
tortured young man in the hospital bed stops his story
to shut his eyes, as if against the way of
excruciating pain. The psychiatrist, listening to him is tempted to
react compassionately, but for the moment he waits, the pain
may be less physical than mental, and the harrowing story
has not yet ended. I'll return shortly with Act three.
You who worked hard to get where you are, and
now would be a very good time to give yourself
a little pat on the back in the form of
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perfect place for you and your free spirit to get together. Electra,
think of it as recognition for a job well done.
America discovers mail gram. All over the country, people are
discovering the speed and impact of mail gram. Here's what
Airlines steward as April Rifkin told us April, how did
mail graam help you? Well, one day they were going
to lay off no people, and the next day it
was three hundred people. Literally, this is the way I went.
Speaker 3: And they were just sort of hedging the issue, and
I kept thinking, well, somebody must know, So I sent
a mailgram to the chairman of the board. Now that's
a direct approach.
Speaker 1: What happened.
Speaker 3: I was amazed how my mail gram got through.
Speaker 1: And a few days later somebody called me and said
The chairman of the board got your mail gram and
asked me to respond to it.
Speaker 2: And I thought, well, I'm off the hook.
Speaker 1: I've been talking with April Rifkin.
Speaker 4: She's one of millions of people who are discovering that
mail grams get through.
Speaker 1: To people and get results. It's easy to send a
mail gram. Just call Western Union's toll free eight hundred
number any time, day or night mail gram in fact
of a telegram at a fraction of the cost. Oh
do I love my legs? I do? I do?
Speaker 2: Do I love my legs?
Speaker 1: Pantyhose? Legs pantyhose have memory yarn. Memory yarn stretches out
and remembers to stretch back. That's the memory and legs
memory yard.
Speaker 3: I can long, I can jump by a vender.
Speaker 1: That's my tall loose stretch to stand on.
Speaker 4: Tiptoll level back legs marveling the novey leg me.
Speaker 3: Memory my legs pantyhose have a fit. You can't forget
a stretch, you won't believe comfort beautiful.
Speaker 1: That's the memory and legs memory yarn. Oh do I
love my legs?
Speaker 3: I do?
Speaker 1: I do? You love legs patios too? And for any
reason you don't. We'll refund your money or send you
a replacement, whichever you that's the you love our Legs
guarantee Legs Booty. The wave of pain, whether caused by
the spider bite or some deeper echo from the soul,
has passed, but the young man in the bed still
lies with his eyes closed. The nurse coming into the
room is quickly pantomimed to silence by the psychiatrist. She
stops with the tray containing the hypodermic and the file
of morphine. Quietly, Doctor Matthias goes to her. Doctor Peter's
ordered a hyper for him. Doctor Matthias, well, I don't
think he needs it yet. Now, if it becomes necessary,
I'll give a twenty Yes, doctor mister Cartwright, Yes, are
you all right?
Speaker 7: Yes?
Speaker 1: Do you have any pain? Pain? Huh, I'll never be
without it. I can give you a needle if you want. Well, no,
no drug will reach the pain that really haunts me.
I I want to finish my story, Yes, very well, Uh,
let's continue. It was her father who dragged me back
into the whole mess. He came to see me at
my house and he didn't mince words. You can't leave
me hanging like this. I have a deadline to meet. Yes,
I know, Well are you coming in with me? Or
aren't you? I haven't made up my mind yet. Oh
good lord man, you can't put me off. I'm on
the edge of the precipice. I foolishly overextended. I I
have no cash flow, and if the banks ever get
winded that the whole thing would collapse like a house
of cards. And how much is it you want to borrow?
It's got to be a couple of million at least.
Now we ever been over this before? And the security
we we've discussed that before too, you mean Laura years,
except that she happens to be a security that you
can't deliver. That's where you're wrong. I have wanted to
tell the truth about my business problems, and she would sack,
she would agree to marry you, a lamb of the slaughter.
What would you say? Doesn't matter, all right, sherman? Or
perhaps I should say, Dad, it's got a deal, Laura,
or whatever you need up to what I've got. You'll
never regret this, son. And so you were married, yes,
not quite two years ago. It was a bad marriage. No, No,
not to the most of it. At the beginning. For
the best part of the first year, it was uneasy
and difficult, but slowly, slowly, things began to change. I
wanted to tell Laura the truth, but really it happened.
How could I She would have thought me absolutely mad
out of my skull. Then, as the months passed, I
began to see it looked as though i'd never have
to I remember one night after a party, going to bed.
Speaker 3: How many people do you suppose we are at that
party tonight?
Speaker 1: I don't know, A couple of hundred maybe, And how
many men do you think I count them?
Speaker 2: No?
Speaker 3: No, I'm serious, darling, Darling, that's what I said.
Speaker 1: Huh oh men, I don't know. I guess when Stanton
throws a ball there are more men than dames. What's
the difference.
Speaker 3: I just wanted to tell you something. No matter how
many there were, I'd have taken my man over any
guy there.
Speaker 1: Laura.
Speaker 3: Yes, that's the way it's gotten to be with me.
Speaker 1: Now, that was the begin of a whole new relationship.
At first I basked in it, gloried in it, ate
it up, and then yes, miss Cartwright, And then then
another crazy thing was happening inside can you imagine a
man being jealous of himself. I was two people in
one body, both of whom loved the same woman. One
was dead, except his soul lived on inside this body.
Who was it? Laura really loved me? Terry the scatterbrain,
the live for the moment guy, or Tom the percentage man,
the cool cat with the morals of one and a
built in gift for destruction. Is that what you tried
to solve? That's what I had to solve because because
because so very soon after Laura and I had found
each other, she became pregnant. Whose child had been created mine?
I mean Terry's or Tom's. I mauled over. I agonized
over what the future held, and at last I had
to decide. I had to make some attempt to find out.
But how can we you We're only human. We can't
foretell the future. I could. I remembered what the spirit
had told me to seek him. Go to the sea again.
It was late in the day, and again it was
old deep six beyond the surf. I waited for d Wade.
I was cham invincible, hanging tempfore I could move that
away A lot fining, a wild frost wh snatched my
board and throw it sky I and I was round
down under the man swirling waking water along. I came
to again, lying on the tide's edge, just as I
had done so many months ago.
Speaker 6: Wow, hawk, holl.
Speaker 7: The child.
Speaker 1: Child fowls. I suddenly realized what a fool I was.
You asked nothing from me for what I wanted. But
what about my children?
Speaker 6: Flow?
Speaker 1: But you promised it was not the old doctor fauststgag walk.
Speaker 6: Hollo oh oh call walk holl ha loofleh awful walk
who along all a rah follow.
Speaker 1: That's the answer to everything. Why I came back ready
to strangle the woman I loved so she could never
bear a child that would foster the dynasty.
Speaker 2: Of the devil.
Speaker 1: But you didn't strangle her. No, because when I got home,
Laura was half out of her wits. She had found
that a black spider with an hour glass shape on
its belly had been weaving or spinning a web over
the crib we had waiting in the nursery to receive
our baby when it was born. Well, then what happened.
I started to push aside the web, but it clung
to me, and as I tried to brush it off.
Suddenly the spider was clinging to my wrist, and I
could feel its bite sharp and penetrating, and I could
hear a voice in my ear, who am up?
Speaker 6: I'll go hum o come.
Speaker 1: Oh ho ho ho.
Speaker 2: Ho hor.
Speaker 9: All you accepted that never never, I took war with
me to the car, the excuse for a wild ride
that I had to get to the hospital to get
an aunty tux into the might of the Black Widow.
Speaker 1: I can't you don't understand, I yell, no way of explain.
It's just that the devil rhymes on the old right.
Speaker 2: I love you, so you remember you know that Laura
is uh dead?
Speaker 1: Why not me? What was I saved for? God's a
question that can't be answered. Oh yes, I see now
it's all clear. You in another form, the Antichrist, the enemy.
I can do nothing else, mister Kai can't kill you,
no one to hold you. Okay, that's an unusual case
only because of the violence involved. There's not much to
say about it, doctor Peters, I, except I'd like to
try to understand it. That would take volumes, classic world
of delusions. Everything it's very little missing. There was love
broken off. There was a child that might have been born.
There was a man already beyond the norm of society
who thought he was doing the right thing and destroying himself,
his wife, and his unborn child. We just write him off.
Speaker 2: Doctor.
Speaker 1: No, no, no, we write no one off. We probe
as much as we can. We try to resolve what
we can. There's still cases beyond all our knowledge, and someday,
someday we may solve them. Don't look to me for
any answers. This is the story of what happened or
a beard. Do I know no other way than to
leave it at that. Unless someone can tell me more
than I can understand, I'll be back shortly.
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Speaker 1: There isn't much to say about this particular tale except
that he who traffics with the devil must be prepared
to pay the price, a sad and terrible price for
all who were involved, except John Sheldon Blake, who was
really the most to blame. He was the only one
to survive. Since Tom Cartwright, or whoever he truly is,
is long since committed to an institution. John Sheldon Blake
is also committed to an institution, except that he remains free.
Funny how the establishment has a habit of winning. When
come right down to it, they are the ones who
are really mad. Our cast included Will McKenzie, Marion Soldis,
Robert Dryden and Earl Hammond. The entire production was under
the direction of Hyman Brown Radio. Mystery Theatre was sponsored
in part by your Thinger Sewing Center. This is e. G.
Marshall inviting you to return to our Mystery Theater for
another adventure in the macabre. Till next time, Pleasant Dreams.
Speaker 11: Tonight's Mystery Theater was also brought to you in part
by Shopright Supermarkets. The preceding program was furnished by CBS
Radio