And Peter Chambers54-08-1718Elaine Janis-School Teacher

Your private eye, that's your business. Anything else? That's for laughs. You find yourself in a university, but you're not a student. Generally, you're allergic to classrooms, but the lady talking to you, a teacher by name Elaine Janis, well, she's sort of an antidote for the classroom allergy.

I need your help. Find yourself in a university, but you're not a student. Generally, you're allergic to classrooms, but the lady talking to you, a teacher by name, Elaine Janis, well, she's sort of an antidote for the classroom allergy.

I need your help, Mr. Chambers. I need your help desperately. She has large brown eyes and a smooth white forehead. And despite her obvious agitation, she's a sweet young thing with this Elaine Janis. Starchie, but sweet.

I need your help, Mr. Chambers. Not for myself, for another. Help, that's my racket. Help, public helper. Although, sometimes I'm known as Peter Chambers, private eye. Oh, well, there will be a fee, of course.

Don't worry about the fee. I'm like a doctor. It depends on what the traffic will bear. And sooner or later, you'll get your bill. It's about Professor Stanley Sanders. Sanders? Hey. Papers have been full of it.

Your steer, Professor Stanley Sanders, suspected of killing his wife and suspected is putting a mild weight. Well, not Stanley. Not Professor Sanders. He could no more harm any human being than not Stanley. I don't know why I'm asking you to see.

He's the sweetest kindest person in the whole world. Well, what do you want me to do, Miss Janice? I want you to try to find out who did kill, Mrs. Sanders. Well, does he good professor know that you're retaining me?