Bells

And now, another tale well calculated to keep you in... ...suspense. Do you believe in ghosts? No? Well then, how about portergeists? You know, those noisy mischievous spirits that wrap on the walls, move the furniture, rattle the windows, generally make a scary nuisance of themselves?

Do you? Believe in them, I mean? Of course not. Neither do I, and yet now and then we hear reports reports from people of honesty integrity about strange unexplainable manifestations that have sent them screaming with terror into the night in a moment Act one of bells starring Rosemary Rice and Bill Lipton and written especially for suspense by Jack Bundy

They picked the right one, the modern light one. Now it's Pepsi, for those who think young, so go ahead and pick the drink. That lets you drink young as you think. Yes, get the right one, the modern light one.

Now it's Pepsi, for those who think young. Oh, this home? Well, it won't be for long, because listen, listen to him. Listen to what, that blasted, elevated, practically tearing for our living room every couple of minutes all day, all night, all week, all year.

Can we listen? Listen to it, right on cue too. Honey, seriously, if we have to live in this place much longer, I swear I'll go completely off my nut. I know exactly what you mean. I thought that way myself.

But from now on, Mr. Fielding, my dear, my darling, Mr. Fielding, it won't be necessary. Are you kidding? I never talked to so many real estate agents plowed through so many classified ads in my life and watched it got me.

I've got you me! And listen to me. I've told you more than once that I'm psychic, and now I know that I am. Oh, please honey, not that again. How about some dinner? But it's true, and now I know it is.