Behold A Corpse

William Gargon stars as Barry Craig, confidential investigator. There's a familiar saying which goes give a rogue enough rope and he'll hang himself. The theory holds fine except in one instance. What if the chap doling out the rope happens to be the hangman?

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, a confidential investigator isn't always hired on his merits.

His merits is a fact finder, I mean. Some clients choose you because they hope you're stupid. They don't want a cop, they want a stooge. You ought to be the front behind which they can keep a criminal operation going.

of a stamp certifying their sincerity so they can get away with murder. Yeah, you get them like that. Case is phony from the word go. That was my first hunch on Brenda Kana, a brunette with a tendency to over act.

We launched her case in Central Park in a handsome carriage complete with horse, silk hattered driver and lap robe. Around the park at three dollars an hour, but I wasn't paying the tab, the lady was.

By the handsome cab and the freezing weather, I didn't ask. You get used to eccentrics. Rhythmic, slippity clobber. I'm able to think. So who's the demon? Demon. The demon pursuing you. You have a flippant way, Mr. Craig.

To cover up my emotions and the type who identifies. Sad lady like you, I can cry harder than any little white cloud around. You were about to tell me. It's my husband. Funny now how it always is.

Ralph Connolly. He was gone for five years, completely out of my life. A long wait for a streetcar. I'd almost forgotten him. And then one week ago, he came back to me. And you resent his return?