46xxxx (006) Death's Goblet

Like a common criminal and I didn't mean it, you know I didn't. Oh stop whining, Gerald. Take your medicine like a man. What? Alright Harvey, how stop? You're responsible for the whole thing, you know you are.

And since they can only hang me once, even for tomb murders... Midnight. The witching hour when the night is darkest. Our fears the strongest, and our strength, and its lowest dem. Midnight, when the graves gave open and death strikes.

How? You learn the answer in just a minute in... Death's Goblins! How murdered at Midnight? Tales of Mystery and Terror by Radios Masters of the Macabre.

Our story by Sigma Miller is... Death's Goblins! It all began at one of Arthur Cunningham's parties. He always gave a party when he came back from one of his trips abroad. I went there with Gerald, my partner, and his wife Susan.

Beautiful Susan. Did I care for her? People used to say so, but she was too self-centered a woman for me. Now I like to look at her just as I like to look at anything that's lovely, that was all.

As for Gerald, well he was rich, which was the only reason he was my partner. But suppose I start at the beginning. At the moment we got to the party and Arthur came over. Well, hello Harvey, glad you came.

Wonderful to see you back Arthur. You know Gerald and his lovely wife. Of course, hello lovely wife, Gerald. Nice to see you again Arthur. Good trip, I think. Marvellous! And you're just in time for a drink.

Let's get away from this mob. Come into the study. I just opened my last bottle of Chateau Albe. Oh, nice. Here we are. Oh, well, someone get the glasses out of the cabinet. cabinet. Yes, the mounting part is making very nice.