The Case of the Borrowed Knife

One thing about marriage folks, many are made in heaven, but there are others that are unmade by the fourth application of the vow unto death to a part. The National Broadcasting Company presents William Gargon in another transcribed drama of mystery and adventure with America's number one detective, Barry Craig, confidential investigator.

Barry Craig speaking. That's the name Barry Craig. You run an offer from the third floor of the old mercantile building. You've got a city license that says you're a confidential investigator. So most of your life you sit around and wait.

Some of the guys with their just hire blondes and call them secretary. Others can find and cab drivers, then bartenders ears, even by dictating machines. Maybe it helps them forget that they're They've lonely as guys in the world, because nobody really talks to you.

This is vicious why, as the frightened parents, the desperate kids who walk into your office never even see you. To them, you're a licensed pair of ears. Sometimes a gun. Nothing human. And after a while, maybe you're not.

It's open. It's door. There's a thing underneath the door knob there. You slide it over. You're very creak. Yeah. And not doing very well are you? I could write my name on the dust on your desk.

What name would that be? Wilma-Lorb. How do you do Miss Lloyd? Mr. Craid. Have you ever killed anyone? Not for a fee. Will you answer a question about the weather? I don't know much about the weather.

Why'd you lock the door behind you Miss Lloyd? I can't have anybody see me here. There's a woman comes around a couple of times a week. I'll speak to her about the dust. Well that's not...