Determined Traveler

The signal oil program, the Whistler. signal, signal, the famous Go Father gasoline invites you to sit back and enjoy another strange story by the Whistler.

I am the Whistler, and I know many things for 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. And now for the signal oil company, the Whistler Strange Story. Determined Traveler. Standing in the lobby of the Hotel Continental in Pisa, Italy, with a group of some twenty other tourists, Clara Marshall, age twenty-five, and attractive enough to draw attention anywhere,

smiling quietly to herself. And with good reason. Yes, Clara. For the past eight months you've handled things perfectly, haven't you? Wanted by the Chicago Police for your part in a series of fraudulent stop transactions, you slipped out of town and covered your track so successfully. They lost all trace of you. Some weeks later, in a Los Angeles bookstore,

you casually made the acquaintance of elderly, wealthy Harriet Wilson. And you took full advantage of this chance meeting didn't you claira yes now you're not only heard trusted employee but her friend and traveling companion on a tour of europe waiting on a foggy atalian morning to accompany her and a guided tour of peace

sorry ladies and gentlemen but i'm forced to cancel today's tour to foggy but god that the street cars are running you need drive the bar and sorry miss marshall would be impossible to take group this side through the foggy city on street cars is too dangerous but we don't plan to come through this city