4x-xx-xx ep38 The Old Nurses Story

The weird circle, come out the past, story. Into the Ogden playhouse for another weird circle story. Tonight we are to hear a classic mystery tale from the pen of Elizabeth Gaskell.

This is an unusual story in every sense of the word. Just as Ogden's fine cut is an unusual tobacco on every count, ask the smoker who rolls his own cigarettes with Ogden's. There's an unusually fine taste and aroma to Ogden's.

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So the patterns of a well-run by speaker can be a mortal tale. The Old Nurses Tale. That tapping on the window pane? Yes, I know. Tonight it's the wind knocking the apple tree branches against the grass.

But long ago we in the big house heard that racking, and it was not sound made by winds, nor by any mortal means. I, Hester, had been nursed for many years to this house of Thurnvale.

I spent my days remembering, remembering and relidding the past. I recall how Miss Maud and her sister Miss Grace were the prettiest young ladies in this countryside. Their father, Lord Thurnvale, paid little attention to the motherless girls, so wrapped upwards he in music which was his hobby.

And so, when he invited Tony Cervinto, a fine young musician into the house at his guest, Lord Thurnvale was blind to the court Mr. Tony paid to both the sisters. I remember like it was yesterday, for I was only in the next room sewing.