New Adventures of Nero Wolfe: Stamped For Murder

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My boss is the smartest and the stubbornest, the fattest and the laziest, the clebrest and the craziest, the most extravagant detective in the world, Nero Wolf. It's the adventure of stamped for murder, with that brilliant eccentric private detective, Orchid fancier and gargantuan gourmet, Nero Wolf, starring Sidney Green Street.

The instructions for this morning Archie, your notebook please, first Mr. Salin's back. Inform him that the Long Island peep owl he sent were most unsatisfactory. Peep owl's breast flesh is not sweet and tender unless it is well protected from all alarms, especially from the air, to prevent nervousness.

Long Island is full of airplane. Look, Mr. Wolf. I sure want a dozen chickens that have been raised on blubers and a fresh-killed lamb for tomorrow. Mr. Wolf, please listen. Yes, sir, good and be quiet. And then dinner on the following day becomes a problem. Mr. Wolf, dinner any day is going to be a problem.

If we don't pay $1000 bills. And pay it. With what? The bank accounts empty. Ridiculous. There were $1000 yesterday. But you bought that shipment of orchid, Bobs, from Wine Old gluttonour. Mr. Wolf, we need money. You've got to stop eating and drinking beer long enough to earn some. You're an alarmist. Will you for the love of heaven stop turning

down clients and turn an honest dollar. I've got a couple of prospects right outside the door. Send them away. No sir. Send them away. Tell them I'm going to eat you. Nothing doing sir. Can't find you out to your bay or to send them away. Miss Kent, Mr. Rodman, come in please. Can I find you out to your mutinist? Yes sir and you're stuck with it. This is Miss

Gloria Kent and Mr. Rodman. They arrived as advertised with a pressing problem. Good morning. people are here by suffering only. I shall speak to Mr. Goodwin about it later. Yes, indeed. I don't like pressing problems, Miss Kent. What are you? My father. Indeed, I'm on the court of domestic relations, Miss Kent. What did your father do? Beat you? Hold your earnings.

Discourage your suitors. Mr. Goodwin should have informed you this office. Does not undertake cases involving marital or family problems. But that's not true. Yeah, if Mr. Goodwin had not been beguiled by your pretty face. You might have warned you and avoided this embarrassment to you and annoyance to me. Now, now, now, now, take it easy, take it easy.

How many times have I told you you don't know how to handle women? Yeah, suppose you let Miss Kent handle me. Well, it's simply this, Mr. Roof. I had some money my mother left me. My father's just spent it without my permission. I wanted back without a scandal. Thanks, Miss Kent. How much? I spent $10,000 for the border treasure map.

Indeed, from home. A pair of swinders named Cross and Halic. They've driven him crazy talking about fortune salvaged from the SS this and the SS that. He's got a map and old letters. He studies.

He's childish. Many fortunes have been recovered. Many more are wait on the sea bottom. How do you know your father has been duped? Well I know. You do, Mr. Oderin. Yes. Cross and Halic bought some old letters from me, written by my grandfather from Hawaii.

They used them to manufacture the math and evidence. And that's what they sold again. The father thought he was being so clever. He had the paper analyzed. Of course the document research laboratory said the letters were genuine.

They were. It's something you had been added. I'd have never known if Mr. Rodman hadn't told me. Your party to the stream room, Mr. Rodman? I was. Not I never knew what they were up to.

Mr. Wolf, you've got to help me. I can't do anything with the father. I can't convince him. Mr. Rodman can't... No, Miss Kent, I'm sorry this is not for me. But you must, you must, I...

Not in my office, madam, no tears. Please, please, I should stop her. Okay, okay, okay. Ah, gee, when Miss Kent has finished her disgrace to the next submission, show them out. How dare you... Walk out on a fight with...

Easy, easy, easy, I know, I know, I know, I'm you don't. It gets into a panic when women cry or else he's curious about what Fritz is cooking for lunch. Now just wait a minute please.

Oh aren't you ashamed of yourself walking out like that on that poor kid? That is terrible gamer. She's lost all of her money she needs help. Hi Judge, hi visati. So charge a small fee.

Do you want her to starve? Good heavens, tar, no monsters. I'm not kidding. While you'll be in here smelling your dinner she and her father will be starving. I thought you were bringing me a paying claim.

Well this is different. She's beautiful. I actually got impossible. Oh, very well, go back into them, get names, addresses, facts. I am not committed to Miss Kent's case, but we'll see. We attribute IP for your weakness for a pretty face.

Rodman and Gloria Kent were gone, however. So all I had were the few facts they'd given me before they met Wolf. I felt guilty about that when he came back into the office and sat down in his specially-built chair.

He closed his eyes and I glared at him. Well, how much of you was awake? Mr. Wolf? No. Well, they disappeared. Did you tell me you were going to help this girl just to get her out of the office, or did you mean it?

You're a gadfry. No, sir. No, sir. You made a promise and you're stuck with it. What did you get from Rodman? Name address occupation. He's a librarian. That's all. Very care, is that you, Mr. Significant Point?

Such as... How did Rodman discover the letters he saw were being ordered by Padre and use the swindle. How did he locate the Duke, Mr. Kent? I guess you're right. I'll ask him next time. But what about now? Are you going to get glorious money back?

I assume you call Miss Kent glorious only in order to annoy me. It does stop it. Get cross and help. On my way. You'll find him at the Hotel Bogard. Wrong sir. According to my notes, they're addresses.

Never mind their address. The Hotel Bogard is the headquarters for successful confidence tricksters. They celebrate their victories, they're well the money lasts. You were possibly buying Cross-Anhalic drinking whiskey or lunching, probably poof. I located Cross-Anhalic in the hotel bar, and lured them back to our place on 33rd Street.

Wolf was sitting behind his desk with his hands crossed on his impressive middle, at peace with his lunch and the world when I ushered them in. He sat bolt upright and scorched me with a look.

Good afternoon, Mr. Wolf. The tall one's name is Cross the Short one is Halle. They want to help me invest my money. Gentlemen, Mr. Niro Wolf. Huh? Niro Wolf? That one is there. None. Pound you, Auntie.

I'm drunk, aren't I? Not too drunk for business. Let's get out of here. Come on. Wait a minute. You want me to keep him here, Mr. Wolf? Not very well, Auntie. Come here, gentlemen. Unless you want seven years in the state-minute injury.

Unless what? You got nothing on us, Wolf. Nothing. Kent case. Kent? That's a laugh. We're sitting pretty, sitting pretty. You are not, sir. You imagine you possess legal immunity. Mr. Kent believe you have grotesque balded ass and will not sue for fraud.

Miss Kent can't sue because she is reluctant to accuse her father of wrongfully obtaining her money. Ergo, you think you are invulnerable. No, listen. Don't you forget me. I'm a detective with a feedword. A big feed.

Quiet, Archie. I am determined to get that fee. Therefore as Miss Ken's agent, I can and will bring action against you. I mean different to her tears or her father's disgrace. I mean different to anything outside of money. You will attend a ten thousand dollars to me at once, sir. How are you being jailed by morning? You mean that? I do, Mr. Cross.

Alex. Come on. Come on, honey. Come at you, Wolf. How can I have decided we don't want to get any trouble with you. Here's your ten grand. That's habit. Give the dough to camp, Mr. Wolf. Get the letters and map back for us. You've got a reputation for being tricky, but honest. We trust you. Come on, Alex. Well, how about that?

The pastress. No, sir. Take a look. $10,000 genuine coin of the realm. And ma'am crosses the fold. As the imagine, I'm to be What do you mean he left the money? He surrendered too quickly, Archie, too easily.

And then money in the envelope, he was carrying all ready to refund. Why? Well, maybe he's got a better sucker. I heard him mention a Ben Sanford. No, and since does he need kids for letters and maps to cheat this Ben Sanford?

Couldn't he prepare another set? I guess you're right. Something's fishy. Many has earned his no concern, I think, haven't. Why not? I am not committed to Miss Kenton anyway. As a favor to you, I undertook to regain her money. I have done that.

You may take it back to her and obtain the forge papers in return. But, uh... Fire and Smith, the good wind go thee I read, hey chama. Leave me in peace. I intend to spend this afternoon with my new world atlas.

I left him three thousand miles up the Amazon with his magnifying glass and drove up to East 69th Street. The Kent House was a broken down little brownstone, and as I went up the stoop, the door opened and Gloria Kent burst out like a skyrocket.

Him is Kent easy. Let's go. Let's go. What's wrong? What's wrong? Nothing. It's wrong. Nothing at all. Well, how about seeing your father? You want to see my father? Come inside. Oh, for the love of heaven one.

Come inside Mr. Coop. I'll introduce you. He's in a back room. Come right through the living room. What else came through this living room, a hurricane? No, Mr. Good one. Something else. There's my father, Mr. Good one.

What in the... ...stroke's cut. This is Archie Good one from the narrow wolf. He and his boss refused to help while they could. Maybe he can help you now. Stop it. All I'm good for now is revenge.

That's all. Stop it. Stop it. Then look at me. When did that happen? I don't know. When did you find me? Just now. Keep looking at me. Who went through this house like a hurricane?

No. Where did you go after you left the office? office. What lab? The argument was search. What place to check the map? How long were you there? I pull an hour ago with Mr. Rodman. Keep looking at me and then I had lunch with Rodman. How long? And then I came home. All right. All right. Now listen to me. I want you

to go to Mr. Wolf's house right now. Have you got cab fare? Yeah. All right. Take a cab. I've got to stay here but I'll call Mr. Wolf. I'm telling you're on the way. Now get.

I called Wolf, told him everything, and he instructed me to advise Inspector Kramer, who arrived with the homicide squad. I gave the inspector everything while the squad photographed and measured, printed and detected. At 3.30, Kramer took me back to the house on 35th Street for a fight with Wolf.

It's a great story, Wolf, great. Can't buy his off-only treasure map. Everybody knows it's only except Kent. But Cross and Hallic try to buy it back and Kent gets himself murdered. Did you find the math and letters in the house?

Inspector? No, no, I didn't. You can kill it with half of the math. The phony math? Certainly. Why? Well, if we knew that, we would know why crossing Halak, so willing to pay back the money and why Ken was married.

Maybe it's not phony. I'd better see the girl now. No, you fancy her for the murder. I don't know after I ask a few questions. Tonight, he's had a shock, Mr. Kramer. She needs red.

Look, Wolf, I want her. Why bother with her when there's so much to be done? Yes, such as... Cross and Attic find him. And the mystery man they spoke of, Ben Sanford. He's the man you want now, not this poor, over-ought girl?

Well... Alright. The girl will be here for questioning tonight, huh? Tonight, Mr. Kramer. Okay. You'll hear from me later on. Hehehehe. Well, you buffalode him out of that, okay? Say, uh, why don't you want her questioned? Is she guilty?

I don't know. Well, what did she say when she got here? He said, nothing. She never arrived. She never what? He never arrived. Well, then why did you tell Kramer she was resting? Would he have believed the truth?

He must be far. More important, we must learn why Ford letters. And Ford's map of produces turmoil. Find the killer and you find the map. You said so. I said the reverse, which is an altogether different statement.

Actually, I want a photograph of that map, get it? Oh sure, sure. And in particular, camera you want me to use? You'll find a photograph of 200 Vanneville Street. Are you kidding? The lab cannot check the authenticity of old papers without photographing them in ultraviolet light, infrared light and so on.

If this document research lab has examined those papers, they will have photographs. Get them! He got out of his chair and waddled back to the house elevator. It was four o'clock and time for his regular afternoon session with the Orchids.

I drove down to the document research laboratory on Vanderbilt and got such a shock that I grabbed the office phone and dialed wolf at once. So, Mr. Wolf, Archie here. What's the matter, your loss?

No, sir. No, sir, but I found something. No, Mr. Wolf, I don't think you'll ever see any photographs of the Kent map. I don't think any were taken. Indeed. But guess who runs the document research laboratory?

No, no, no, no, don't guess. You probably know. A man named Ben Sanford and he's sitting right here looking at me. I think I'm home with you. Home? But it's four in the afternoon. This is the sacred hour when you pray over your orchids.

See, Mr. Sandvik can join this ceremony. Hey, how about this place? How about it? There must be a million flowers up here. No, not flowers. Orchids only. Mr. Wolf has ten thousand plants. Never saw anything like it.

And you never will again, brother. Hey, what kind is there on the bench? Oh, that's our pride and joy. Oh, don't it go some haryanum. Above them the Van Pite Serana, and the Pinkmans are the Silo Gianni Pandarathas.

Now, the large object, mulching flowerpot, is near a wolf. Mr. Wolf, then Sanford. Good afternoon, sir. Hi. I came along to be obliging. I've got nothing to say about anything. How much have you all been crossing, Hallock, for their treasure map?

No comment. Mr. Sanford, I'm going to make some assumptions. I assume that you are not in fact a document expert, but an accessory to the fraud of Hallock and Cross. No comment. And you actually prepare fraudulent maps for those swindlers.

And then in the guage of an expert, can you see their authenticity? No comment. Now there's your most answer. You did guarantee the authenticity of the map and that this can't board its own record.

Alright, I did. And will you admit they were forged? What are you a comic? No. You guarantee the value of the can map? Yes. As an expert? Yes. And you've convicted yourself of murder? Murder.

Mr. Kent was murdered, sir. Evidently for the map, and let us he bought. But if all persons involved, you alone believe in the value of the map. No one else does. Therefore, you alone would have murdered Kent for the map.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Chew it over, brother. Chew it over. Either way, he's got you. Okay. Okay, you want me to level? Here it is. Never, lucky. Okay, boss. Thief type talk. It means tell the truth.

It's like you say, the letters were bought from Rotman. I forged the map and evidence on them. I guaranteed them to Kent, the Swindle. The letters were not very old. Oh, sure, they're old. That's all from 1851. Just tired family gossip and stuff.

D. There we have the problem again, Archie. Is the Kent Swindle with a map and letters that are known to be worthless? He alone believes the fantasy of the treasure. in any treasure, never was.

It crossed an adequate of funded to swindle money so eagerly. It is obvious they want those worthless documents back badly. Someone else wants them so bad he murders Mr. Kent, why? I don't know. Gee, we must find the girl.

There's a chance he turned to Mr. Rodman for refuge. I'm sorry you'd have to go there once if the girl is near, bring Rodman. Yes? Hello, Rodman. Remember me? I'm Archie Goodwin from Niro Wolf's Office.

Oh, oh yes, I came to get Gloria Kemp. There's been a change in plans. Tell her to come out, please. Gloria? Well, she's not here. Where should she be? Haven't you heard? Heard what? Well, I guess you'd better come down and see Wolf. Mr. Goodwill never forget I can't have rather busy.

Look, Rodman, maybe you ought to know old man Kemp was murdered. What? Yes. Yes, just after you and Gloria left us. Chant murdered? Hello. Well, this is all for Mr. Goodwilliam. You want to see Mr. Wolf now?

Get your hat. Murdered. Well, believe me, I never wanted this. I'm going to tell you a wolf a whole mess. Every word. Okay, then. Come on. Let's go. Yes, of course. Just a minute. I'll get my hat in the bedroom.

Murdered? Chant. I get but free. Come on, Rodman. Come on, Rodman. Come on. What? I didn't hear you. Oh, Rodman. What the... Aww! Robin! What the next? Archie here.

We've had a tough break. Yes? While I was waiting for Rodman at the front door, he went into the bedroom for his hat. The killer was there. How do you know? He kept Rodman's throat.

Never! The back window was open. It's a ground floor apart when he was out and gone before I had a chance. Archie, where were your wits? Let me alone. I've had a man murdered 20 feet from me.

You think I'm cheering? Mr. Kramer is here and he is news for us, Archie. You could not locate Cross and Halligan their apartment, they had not been home all day. The maid informed him that she was waiting for her weekly salary.

Well, so what? She was most angry. Red, Pepper? Exactly. Okay. Okay, maybe I know what you mean. I'll try to deliver the goods this time. Goodbye. I drove down to the apartment house on Gramacy Square where Cross and Halligan lived.

Took the elevator up to the 10th floor, found the right door, and slipped in with a past Come on up. Come out wherever you are. I know you're in here. You fooled Kramer pretending to be the maid, but you didn't fool Wolf.

You're better. Sorry. You give me my arm. Archie, Archie, you don't. Archie, come on. You're a wolf-somber. Remember me? Give me the gun, Gloria. Give it to me. Who? Who did you think I was?

Oh, brilliant. So Wolf figured you out, huh? You are a brave girl. They killed your father. You came up here and waited for them. You were going to kill them right back, huh? Oh, that red-headed temper.

And your bluff creamer into thinking you were the maid. I had to do something. I could take off. Come here and kill him. Well, you're coming home with Archie. And just remember one thing. When Wolf's working for you, don't try to do any thinking.

It only gets in Wolf's way. I got Gloria Kent back to the house at seven o'clock. I parked the car, brought her into the office and got the shock of my life. There was a convention on.

Wolf was there with Inspector Cramer representing the cops. Cross-Hallyken Sanford were there representing the crooks. When Cramer saw Gloria, he scowled first at her and then at Wolf. So it was a slick one after all, Wolf.

You didn't have the girl. You had no intention of producing her. Please, Mr. Kramer, that can wait. The other matter is more important. I don't eat. At least me one hour to solve your murders.

Murders? More than one? Yes, too. Oh, Maradman, I haven't good one if you. Please, Mr. Kramer, not now. First, Miss Kent. Good evening, Miss Kent. I presume you have met these gentlemen across Hallack and Sanford.

Hi. Yeah, take your purse, please. What? Oh, yeah. Don't think me as naive as Mr. Goodwin miss when you left your home after the matter of your father You took the map and letters with you here in your purse now true archie the purse Thank you, we have here are an interesting situation

That exists a more letters than man forged and fraudulent You're worth $10,000 and more to cross and hammock and worth two murders to a killer. Why there must be something of great value in the letters Yes, such as. Something which Mr. Sanford could not see, although he worked on the document closely. He had something which could be made manifest. What is the answer is, can't you

know it? I swear I don't. Secret writing, Archie. Bring the chafing dish from the dining room. Right. Secret writing. I saw nothing when I worked on those letters. Naturally, Mr. Sanford, the writing is invisible. And heat is an agent. It makes most forms of secret writing visible. The chafing dish boss. Thank you Archie. Praise you before me.

Enlighted. Right. I opened Miss Kent's purse. From it you see I withdraw these ancient letters which he took from her house after her father's murder. That's not true. That's enough, Gloria. That's enough from now on. You just listen. We remove the letters from the envelope and toast them gently. The secreting vintage 1851 will easily succumb to the agency of heat.

Those envelopes will catch fire. Hey, hey, they caught. The only upset Mr. Cross, Mr. Hallock. The envelopes? They'll burn safely in the dish. We can concentrate on the writing. Watch closely. I don't want to be accused of triggering who fat fool.

The envelopes are everything. For a month, Sanfados should have put them up. Why, Mr. Hallock? For the stamps and missionaries are worth the fortune. The missionary. Of course. You know that. Mr. Cross knows. So does Mr. Sanf, right?

Yeah, yeah. Of course, Sanford knows your old fool. Mr. Sanford is not alarmed. Why not, sir? I don't know what you're talking about. 50 or $100,000 is burning before your eyes, Mr. Sanford. Cross and halic are burning their fingers, putting out the flaming envelopes.

And you sit there quite indifferently. Why? Well, I'm sorry. You know the value of the missionary stamps on the letters you bought from Rodman, But you know these aren't the real letters, isn't that it?

Not the real letter? I told you I'm tough to crack, Wolf. You didn't fool me with those dummies. Dummies, how do you know? Mr. Cross didn't know. Mr. Haddock didn't know. How did you? Well, I...

I'll tell you, sir. Only one man could know I was framing his kittens at the koi. Only one man could know I prepared these dummy letters and pretended to take them from a pest. And that is the killer.

A man who murdered a father, and stole a map and led us this morning. You service the Sanford! Well, I'll beat Mr. Kramer. As a killer, you'll find the missing map and let us on him, or concealed in his home or office.

You won't need the evidence anyway. Look at his face. He's self-confessed. Self-confessed like fun. He was booby trapped. Now, Mr. Crane, you know how to complicate it, he's really very simple. Elmer Oderman sold a pack of old family letters to the swindlers for a small sum. They used an address to pepper treat their fraud on Miss Kent's father.

Understands on the letters were valuable. They were a special Hawaiian issue, 1851 Miss Kent. Nickney missionaries, because missionaries use them for writing home. Our extremely rare stamps were at the effort of $25,000 each. Hey, you know, one day we were worth two murders. We found five of them on Sanford.

Excellent. Some way or other, Rodman discovered the value of the stamps after he sold the letters. And he was able to get them back, he communicated his discovery to the swinders, cross-halek and Sanford. So that's why they refunded the money so fast?

Precisely. In an effort they had to say rescinded. Rodman saw that Kent and tried to convince him of the fraud and I see would not listen to the truth, Mr. Kramer. I get it. While the others were hass and arounds and but tried to steal a march and quietly resorted to murder.

Ah, there you have it. Ha ha! Great job, boss, great job. So Gory, and not only gets her 10 grand back, but 5 times 25, which is about 125,000 worth of goodies. Now, figuring your rates by the hour, that means you've done a gratis job worth the bobbin. Yes, I did not know what I demand a large fee, but what I have done,

I will not go back on my word. As I can beg for a favor. Oh, and be too happy. Wait, wait, wait. I asked something that will not be easy to grant. What is it? Will you use your red hair, your pretty face, your admirable figure and your ample fortune to lure Mr. Goodwin

away from this house tonight? I would like to enjoy my dinner in peace. That won't be difficult Let's have an understanding right now Gloria, difficult for you or for me. I'll be delighted indeed. It's very an evening with Mr. Goodbyen.

There is only one word for you Miss Kint in traffic. You have been listening to the new adventures of Nero Wolf, starring Sydney Green Street. The Night Story by Alfred Bester was based on the famous characters created by Rex Stout, produced by Edwin Fatteman and directed by J. Donald Wilson.

In the cast were Wally Mayer as Archie Goodwin, and Jean Bates Howard McNair, Jane Novello, Saridobkin, Bill Johnstone, and Herb Bygren, music by Josephine. Next week at this same time, Nero Wolfe and Archie will bring you the case of the care-worn cup.

Don Stanley speaking. The preceding was transcribed. Three chimes mean good times on NBC. The chimes ring for Dennis Day and Judy Knover tomorrow night on NBC. Also Judy Knover prepares to go operatic tomorrow because her special guest is It's the Opinza.

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