Dagger In The Dark

Mystery house. Mystery house. That strange publishing firm owned by Dan and Barbara Glenn, where each new novel is acted out by the Mystery house staff before it is accepted for publication.

Mystery house. Barbara, you said tonight's story had something to do with a Scotch background. Right, Dan? Well, now no cracks about the Scotch being stingy, please. You know my ancestry Scotch. How could I forget?

Say, I don't see why everybody thinks it's so smart to crack wise about being economical. It's just good common sense. All you're an expert on common sense are you Tom? I certainly am Mr. Glenn and I can prove it. Listen.

Okay, pleasure everybody. Set the scene. Daggers in the dark. Tonight's story opens in the makeshift dressing room which adjoins the small auditorium of the women's club in a small Midwestern town. The room's only occupant alive is Jean Gordon.

Jane, is that you? Jean! Jeanie, what the... Great Scott! What did you under? Jean snap out of it. His own dead right through the heart. Oh, babe, you're gonna kill me. I don't know, sweetheart, but I wish I did.

Because that's the question the police will be asking us. Alright, I'm Joe Briggs, Sheriff here. I take it your Gordon's daughter. That's right, Sheriff. Jean discovered the bottom. Who are you? looking agent where's the body as have a look at it hasn't been touched up there under the window where gene father what's this get up

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