Ghosts Don't Die in Bed

William Gargan stars as Barry Craig confidential investigators. The murder is by and large, probably lead very dull lives, but there's no doubt about the way most of them wind up. It's electrifying. The National Broadcasting Company presents William Gargan in another transcribed drama of mystery and adventure with America's number one detective, Barry Craig,

confidential investigator. Barry Craig speaking, an office in a shabby old building on Madison Avenue isn't the ideal place to spend the summer. It isn't ideal for fall, winter, and spring either. But if you're a confidential investigator, you settle for considerably less than the ideal.

When the phone rings, though, you'll hope. Nine times out of ten, it's only the phone company testing your reflexes. The tenth time... Craig? Barry Craig? Speaking. This mark read Barry. Mark, I haven't heard from you.

Listen, I don't have much time. Can you get down here right away? Well, get down where? My house. The old tower house. It's right outside Dorning. That's upstate. Well, I've driven through Dorning. Don't drive.

Is it train at midnight faster? Well, what's my hurry? Take that train. Tonight, please, Barry. But why? I can't say anymore. So long. Mark, Mark. Nothing special. We've knocked over a few beers from time to time.

Discussed the state of the nation. My sports card. I'd never figured in for an especially imaginative time. On my way over to the station, I tried to tell myself it was just a fancy way of inviting me to spend a weekend in the country.

But then, uh, why had to been terror in his voice? Ticket, please. Well, you are. Getting off and donning, huh? That's right. Now, why do conductors always punch tickets and then keep them? Well, we don't, actually.