Midnight Ride

Ladies and gentlemen, the ringing of that phone bell brings you mystery adventure They're a wolf's office. Aren't you good when speaking who oh? Yeah, hello doc. How are you? What in trouble you Travel you attract a party hang up inside dentists dr. Trummy made him wait We never confined him when we need him 10 minutes after office at Doc

Doc, you're talking so fast I can't make head and the tails of it. Look, listen, Doc, come on over here and we'll be able to hear you. It'll only take you a few minutes. Right.

You consistently disobeyed me. I want to work on my paper about your daughter cousins. Doc Trumpic has a friend who's in some trouble and he needs our advice. Besides, we owe Doc a fair sized little bill, remember?

Money again. He money is the curse of our times. Yeah, man, bring on all the curses that is available. Ladies and gentlemen, it's that renowned genius who is the bulkiest, bulkiest, most ponderous and most brilliant detective in the world.

Yes, none other than that chair-porn mass of unpredictable intellect, Nero Wolf, created by Rex Stout and brought to you in a new series of adventures over this NBC network in the person of Mr. Sidney Green Street.

This story is one we referred to as the Case of the Midnight Ride. Oh yeah, that was a ride, alright. But it would never have happened if we hadn't received another phone call a few minutes after our Dr. Thromig phone.

It was late in the evening and Errol Wolf was studying his paper on orchids while I was absorbed in playing some phonograph records. Ah, Gee, Gee, Gee, not so loud. I can't possibly think when you play that infernal thing except for volume.