029- How Love Came To Professor Guildea -national broadcast different productio (1

Worried about income tax? Wonder if spring will ever come? Want to get away from it all? We offer you escape On in your book line study Listening to the idiot gibberings of a parrot And beside you Caressing you is an invisible thing A loathsome thing From which you must Escape Escape Produced by William N. Robeson and carefully contrived to free you from the four walls of today, for a half hour of high adventure.

Today we escape to the West End of London, to a little house just off Hyde Park, where lived a man who didn't like people. Today we escape in the remarkable tale of Robert Hitchens. Our love came to Professor Gildia.

It has been said that no night ever passes over London town that sees not some strange and curious event. Some occurrence too incredible to bear repeating in the light of day. How horribly true are those words? It's been over a year now since the night I first met the amazing Professor Gildia. I had delivered a sermon at the rectory of St. Swithin in the East End

and was passing through the Foyer in departure when I was accosted rascally by an odd little and remarkably sharp-peach his face adorned by a pointed black goatee. Lovely moment, please. I believe you're Father Mucheson?

Yes, that's right, but I don't think I've had the pleasure to... Perhaps you've heard of me. My name's Gildia, Professor Gildia. Gildia, why, yes, you're the famous psychologist. Yes, yes, psychologist, biologist, anthropologist, philosopher, and that takes care of that.

Sir, I never attend religious services. It appears you've done so tonight. It came for one reason to hear you. Find out why another wise normal colleague of mine thinks you're the most convincing speaker he's ever listened to.