The Lonesome Lady

My name's Jeff Regan. I'm the lion's eye is private eye gumshoe peeper shamas, whatever you want to call it. I Worked for Anthony Jay Lion International Detective Bureau He's a guy who likes to make money, but when he makes money I get into trouble Here's the kind of adventure you've been waiting to hear hard-boiled action and mystery as told by

Jeff Regan So stand by for trouble, stand by for suspense, stand by for adventure in tonight's story, The Lonesome Lady. And now here's Jack Webb as Jeff Regan. Well, this is the way it started.

Everything was routine. Melody was at her typewriter working on the usual sheet of paper, backed by the usual four-carbons routine. The smell of the lion's 50 cent cigar hung in the room, routine. And the air conditioning was out of order, all routine.

I looked over Melody's shoulder and read the memo. Attention International Detective Bureau Anthony J. Lion from the American Insurance Company claims division. Here you are. He's the original for yourself and you're the other to Mr. Lion.

I guess you're going to be on me. Oh, well. You do a beautiful thing, you. Yeah. Captain Tom. Captain, don't do this, somebody might vote here. It's a lie, I'll tell you all about it.

Commander, new boyfriend. Yeah. It's a lie of waiting for you. Oh, OK. I'll talk to you later. Regan, here we hear of a guy named John Arrenzo. Nope. Dr. Nemori Swade. Nope. French name named Marie Rochelle Paudier.

Nope. Should I? Maybe. I don't know yet. It's all routine stuff on the American insurance company, country. They want us to do the work for them. Their clay man came in about an hour ago, all excited about Renzo.