4x-xx-xx (09) A Book of Poems

Box 13 with the star of Paramount Pictures Alan Ladd as Dan Holiday Two bucks thirteen Cara Times Nothing I ain't doing nothing It's just a book holiday Somebody said a book to box 13 Why?

And now, box 13, starring Ellen Ladd as Dan Holiday. Susie, Susie, can I have a minute with you? You call me Mr. Holiday? How did you guess?

I heard you. All right. Now that we've cleared that off, how about this book? That one? This one. It came in the mail for Box 13. You sure? Sure, I'm sure, Mr. Holiday. The wrapping paper's right in the waste basket there.

I'll get it and show you. Here. Address printed. Block letters. Shaky hand. Susie, did any letter come with this? Just a book. Ex-leevers. Robert N. Chase. Alright Susie, we've got a problem. Somebody sends me a book from the library of Robert N. Chase.

Why? Maybe it's the best seller. And it's day it was. Still is. The poems of Sir Walter Scott. Do you like poetry, Mr. Holiday? Love it, Susie. Just love it. Listen, if thou would spew fair now rose a right.

Go visit it by the pale moonlight. The gay beams of lights some day, gilled, but to flout the ruins gray. Pretty, huh? What's it mean, Mr. Holiday? Susie, you're asking the jackpot question. The book's broken to fall open at this poem.

Why? We're in a rut. There's one way to get out of it. If anyone calls for me, I'll be in the morgue. Star time. Sure, sure, Robert and Chase. We've got plenty about him, holiday.

Well, let me have it. You ought to remember him. vaguely I do. All right, Mac, what have we got? Headlines. Lots of them. Headlines, huh? What's he been doing? Same thing he's been doing for the past 10 years.