The Tell-Tale Heart

Boris Karloff on Inner Sanctum Mysteries brought to you by the makers of Fr. Phil. Let me welcome you once more to the Inner Sanctum. This is Raymond, your host.

Tell me, won't you? Sit down. No, no, I'm not being polite. I'd prefer you to say to see. Because within the next five minutes you're going to be so weak in the knees that you won't be able to stand.

You know, thanks to mysteries again has the pleasure of bringing you the famous star of radio screen and stage now featured in the current Broadway success arsenic and old lace Boris Kalloff. This evening, Mr. Kalloff appears in Robert Newman's dramatization of Edgar Allan Poe's famous story The Telltale Hines, presented for your entertainment by the makers of Carter's Little Liverpool, the best friend to your sonny disposition.

It's only based on the tale by the greatest master of the macabre that ever lived, a girl and cole. A man who could hear not only every sound on earth, but even things that don't exist.

Turned on the lights, probably in a friend or neighbor to keep your company, and listen to Boris Karloff as Simon in a telltale heart. It's early evening. The sun is just starting behind a range of low hills.

On top of the nearest hill, it is a huge rambling building. The road winds from its gates, down to the little village below. It's here, Snow White. It's so busy with his start that he doesn't see the small dark man and sits by the roadside.

But just as he is about to pass him. Good evening. Good evening. Nice evening, isn't it? Nice. Why, it's the most wonderful, perfect evening. I'll never know this side of heaven. You don't say. You can't know what it's like to feel as if you've just written from the dead.