The Corpse That Wasn't There

The Green Hornet. He hunts the biggest of all game. Public enemies who try to destroy our America. With his faithful valid Cato, Britt Reid, daring young publisher, matches wits with racketeers and saboteurs.

Risking his life that criminals and enemy spies will feel the weight of the law by the sting of the Green Hornet. Quiet with Britt Reid in a thrilling adventure. The corpse that wasn't fair. There but green hornets strikes again. Miss case and Ed Lawrey were returning to the daily sent in the last year lunch. The streets were crowded and they took their

last corner a man hurrying from the opposite direction ran into them. Excuse me I'm afraid. Hey why don't you watch where you're going. I tell you Casey sometimes I think they need traffic lights on the sidewalk too. Are you okay? Yes except for my handbag. Oh here it is. Hey this yours too. What?

What's better? No. It's not mine. It's already been mailed, hasn't it? Mailed and unsealed. Uh, uh, Loughray, never mind your reporter instincts. Not right to look at other people's mail. Not so I wasn't gonna open it.

Well, what do we do with it, throw it away? It may be important. Mr. Ernest Kegler, it's probably the joke or a bumped India. Well, why should we bother with it? Don't give it to me, Loughray.

I'll call him up from the office. Look at the time we better hurry. So good afternoon, Mr. Reed. Anything important? No, it's been pretty quiet all morning. Here's your meal. Oh, thanks. Yeah, let's... Wait, this one. This isn't mine, Miss Case.

Oh, yes. That's a letter that someone dropped on the street. I've been trying to reach him by phone. Do you mind if I try now? Oh, go right ahead. I'll glance at my letters. Hello, switchboards.