Last Curtain

The signal oil program? The Whistler. That whistle is your signal for the signal oil program? The Whistler. I am the Whistler, and I know many things before I walk by night. I know many strange tales hidden in the hearts of men and women who have stepped into the shadows.

Yes, I know the nameless terrors of which they dare not speak. Yes friends, it's time for the Signal Oil program, the Whistler, rated by independent research the most popular West Coast program. In gasoline, you know, it takes extra quality to go farther.

And Signal is the famous go farther gasoline. So look for the Signal Circle sign in yellow and black that identifies Signal Service Station from Canada to Mexico. Now the Whistler strange story. Last curtain. It was like Keith to drop the bad news into the conversation casually.

As if it were a moderately amusing story he'd heard that morning at the studio. What do Evelyn sitting across the table from him in this California sunshine? It was if a tidal wave had suddenly washed up over the wall engulfing them both in its effervescent foam and at last dragging them down across the rocks into the heaving depths of the ocean.

They were having lunch as usual on the outdoor terrace at Orley's, but this was a special occasion. Evelyn had suggested champagne to celebrate, and after the waiter had brought the sparkling glasses... Now darling, a toast.

To you, Keith, and success in your new role. Thank you darling. To success, but not in my new role. Keith, what on f u me? Oh, did I forget to tell you, Evelyn. I'm not playing the par.