The Little Wishbone

and get it straight crime is a second row knows who traveled wind up in the gut of the prison of the grave This started with last on a bright morning in a battle over at chickens and got better as it went along It could have lasted a lifetime, but it didn't it stopped in a grave morning with a little wishbone broken

I'm the fan of Raymond Sandler outstanding author of crime fiction comes his most famous character in the adventures of Philip Marlow Now with Gerald Moore, star to Philip Marlow, we bring you tonight's exciting story, The Little Wishbone.

Sometimes the sun doesn't shine at night at the start of the morning. Sometimes everything's just grey. The sky of the building is the street. The face is going by grey in a man's mind. And when I park in front of a slightly landscape, suckled clear on Sunset Boulevard and got out of my car. I knew that this was just us a morning. And that was right at the

should be because what I had to tell her, what had to be said, belonged in grade with chilling half-light that leaves everything and everybody something less than we will. And I half-light that maybe a moment before birth, maybe a moment after death.

Yes, sir? I'd like to see Miss Jones. Miss Cordelia Jones, please, I called my name is Philip Marlow. Oh, yes, Mr. Marlow. I'm Mr. Early. Come and please. I, uh, the police told me what happened, sir.

I'm sorry. Yeah, thanks. Nancy and I'll play. Yes, of course. It's the last door down on the right-hand side. This way, tomorrow. The bus carpet that ran the length of the car, though, was also gray.