Complete With Quartet

That strange publishing firm earned by Dan and Barbara Glenn, where each new novel is acted out by the Mystery House staff before it was accepted for publication. Mystery House. Understand I'm going to be doing a very sinister character in tonight's Mystery House story, Barbie.

You can say that again. Give me the creep. Complete with quartet, huh? That's the title. What's it mean? Why, haven't you ever seen a birtishment for funeral homes in which the copy listed a price for funeral services complete with quartet?

A speaking of advertisements. Which is precisely what you're always doing, Tom. Right, Mr. Glenn. And here's a message from our sponsor. OK, places everybody. Set the scene, Tom. Complaints with quartet. The scene opens in the reception room of the Renfern funeral home.

Mr. Renfern, a polished swab gentleman, has just come in. And is reading the nightman, Harry Canby, who doesn't look too wide awake. Well, did I wake you up, perhaps Harry? Oh, no, no, no, no, boys, I didn't wake all the time.

You know, some night I will stay on the night shift just to see whether it's possible for you to look anymore white awake in the small hours of blackness than you do in the morning.

Any business, Harry? Joe Craven brought in one of his boys. He got hit with an automobile. Hit with an automobile. Yeah. No doubt. Any bullet wounds we must take care of on the corpse? No, this guy was really hit by a car.

Straight goods, he says. Straight goods. That would be a refreshing novelty. I suppose Joe wanted this special fuel. The work, she says, even including the quartet. Hmm. An excellent customer, Mr. Graben. I wish we had a few mood like him buying in quantity.