Latin Type

Hello, creeps. This is a very tired T4. Why on the mystery playhouse? The night's story will be told by Dick Powell, who plays Richard Rogue now, in another graphic adventure from Rogue's gallery. When I got on this rattler for my trip to Central City, I was not exactly a joyboy.

I hate riding on trains. But a couple of hours later, I'm a happy chappy. Because who do I run across in the lounge car is a little ambition of mine with the name of Betty Callahan, a newspaper woman, who is cheating the movies.

She's a pocket-sized brunette with cornflower blue eyes, and the complexion which wouldn't come off on the shoulder of my blue-gabberding suit. I rescued her from the wolves in Knuckles Ham's clothing, who were making life too interesting for in the club car, and we retired to my compartment for the talk about the...

old times. A guy can get pretty lost in a place like this, you know, Betty? That gleam out of your eye, Richard. I'm perfectly comfortable right where I am. All right, all right. I just thought maybe you'd like to sit here with me and look out of the window.

You're so thoughtful. You haven't even told me where you're going. The things finally get too hot for you at home. Police. I'm going to Central City, baby, for the same reason you are. The Charlie Miller trial.

Don't tell me you've learned to write. Oh, very funny. I'm an expert with this, Now I've got a briefcase full of research here. That's going to make the DA very happy. Uh, a couple of closer.

Oh, alright. What do you think? Charlie gonna get the work? Oh, let's not talk about Charlie. Talk about me. Don't you ever get tired of that, okay? No, it fascinates me. Come on, what are you sitting clear over there for?