Official Business

The Green Hornet. He hunts the biggest of all game. Public enemies who try to destroy our America. With his faithful valet Kehto, Britt Reid, daring young publisher, matches wits with racketeers and savaters, risking his life that criminals and enemy spies will feel the weight of the law by the sting of the Green Hornet.

In his willing adventure, official business. The Green Hornet strikes again. Ed Lorry, reporter for the Daily Sentinel,

stuck his head in the doorway of Miss Lanore's case's office and said, You've been looking for me, Casey? Yes, Mr. Reed wants to see you right away. Well, fine. Maybe he wants to give me a raise, huh?

Yeah, the word Lorry. Even if you did deserve a raise, but you don't. You know that salaries are frozen, don't you? Hey, what you got in the bottle huh? Don't be so nosy. Put that down and get yourself in the Mr. Reads office.

He's waiting for you. Well, she'll girl sure go in for wacky colors. If my girl ever wore a color like this on her fingernails, boy, that's her. That is not nail polish Snoopy. Huh? Well, then what is it?

Oh, I beg your pardon, Miss Case. Positively, the snubiest man I've ever seen. Yeah, that's what keeps the paper on top, Ken. Well, there's your little bottle casing. You can pour yourself a pair while I'm talking to Mr. Reed. Pour yourself a couple on me. You can't even buy yourself a bottle of leg

makeup without one of you making a remark about it. Why, Chief? What's the good way? Oh, come here, Laurie. Casey said you wanted to see me. Have you ever heard of Stan Mercer? Mercy? You can see.