Little Man's Lament

My name's Regan. I work for Anthony J. Lyon International Detective Bureau. They call me the Lion's Eye. The Lion and CBS bring to Jeff Regan investigators starring Frank Graham as Regan with Frank Nelson as Anthony J. Lyon.

So stand by for mystery and suspense and adventure in tonight's story of the Little Man's lament. They called it Margate Mansion, but the name didn't fit. It was a pile of old cement and cracked stucco held up by a half a dozen tired palm trees.

The people inside didn't fit either. A crusty old lady who talked backwards. A redhead with an urge to travel fast. But it was Junior who won first prize. He was half Einstein and half Hollywood playboy.

Only when this boy played, it was with poison. It started on a Tuesday. I was headed down Taff Avenue on the way to the laundromat. I had a date with a washing machine and a blonde cashier named Gloria.

That's when a cab pulled up beside me and the lion hopped out. He was blowing sparks out of a fat cigar. I could tell by the 50 cents smell that we had a new client.

Oh Jeffrey, Jeffrey my boy, I'm glad I caught you. Get back in the cab fat so I'm busy. But I have to talk to you, I was just going up to your apartment. Have a good time, I'll be out all day.

Now Jeffrey, is that any way to talk? After all I've done for you, The many opportunities I've given you to help your fellow beings in distress. I've worked three weeks without a rest. I gotta wash my socks.