Goodnight Mrs Russell

And now, tonight's presentation of Radio's outstanding theater of frills, suspense. Tonight, the story of a woman, a most attractive woman who learns to her discomfort that even the smallest of arguments could lead to her death.

So now with Virginia Gregg as Mrs. Russell and Vic Perrin as Henry here is tonight's suspense play, Good Night Mrs. Russell. There's no escaping now. He hasn't said a word for ten minutes. I know he's turning over in his mind how he's gonna kill me.

It's almost dawn now. In a little while the milkman and the paper boys will be making their rounds. I'll be dead. The cafe was just half a block away from where I worked. It was a small pleasant little place, spotless rekeying with a large plate glass window on the sidewalk. There was always a beautiful looking roast turkey and a juicy baked ham

in the window and you could watch Henry carve off succulent pieces of meat and arrange them into meat sandwiches with an olive and a dab of potato salad on the plate. Every noon, all of us who worked in the Hillmar building would go there for lunch. We crowded in on the high stools and jabbered as women do while Henry patiently served us and put up with

our female chatter. He was always the only one there. How are you today, ma'am? Oh, I'm fine. Thank you, Henry. I think I'll have some of your nice, big ham. And... And... Yes, ma'am. Coming up.

It was always especially nice to me. I suppose that was because I'm, well, a little older than the others. The other girls were all quite young and very cute. Henry always seemed uncomfortable a little with them.