The Case of the Man Who Invented Death

It's time now for Mr. Keene, Tracer of Lost Persons. Ladies and gentlemen, Aniston and Colonels present Mr. Keene, Tracer of Lost Persons, one of the most famous characters of American fiction, and one of Radio's most thrilling dramas.

Tonight and every Thursday at the same time, the famous old investigator takes him his file and brings to us one of his most celebrated missing persons cases. cases, tonight's case is entitled, The Case of the Man Who Invented Death.

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I'll repeat the name for you. Anderson, A-N-A-C-I-N. ["The Star-Spangled Banner"] And the case of the man who invented death. Our scene opens in a rather shabby rooming house in Metropolitan, New York. A well-dressed, middle-aged man is just descending the stairs to the second floor.

As a heavy-set woman in an apron calls up to him Ertably. Yes. His name is his Marley, George Rockwell. Look, you come to see that crazy Amos paper. He's not in. But he must be.

All I tell you is not in. More eyes have a mind of the lucky mouse. He has him petting his rat in over three weeks. And I'm not running a cherry home. It's the poor little lady who's trying to get along.