The Mason-Dixon Mismatch Matter (AFRTS)

From Hollywood, it's time now for Johnny Dollar Madderock Johnny. How's that? McGraw! Oh, as if I didn't know. What's on your mind, Bert? Y'all are Mason. Ever hear of her? Her uncle's still just a mason.

Mm, Mason's stealing iron. And that's the man. Y'all is his favorite niece. About six weeks ago she disappeared. So? So, yesterday a body washed up on Newport Beach, not too far from a parent's home.

Darlas? According to her father. And you hold a policy on her. for 25,000 double indemnity. Oh, sure. So why don't you pay it off? We wouldn't today except for one thing. Well, what's that? Right after Mason identified the body, a man named Dixon showed up and swore it was the body of his daughter.

What? Bob Bailey, in the exciting adventures of a man with the action-packed expense account, America's fabulous freelance insurance investigator, Yours Truly, Johnny Dollar. And now act one of yours truly Johnny Dollar. Expense accounts submitted by Special Investigator Johnny Dollar.

To the Providence Insurance Company 393 Dewey Avenue Hartford, Connecticut. The following is an account of expenses incurred during my investigation of the Mason Dixon Miss Match Matter. Expense account item one, $1.20, taxi from my apartment at the Providence Building.

The walls of Bert McGraw's office are covered with pictures of sporting events. And as I entered, Burt was preparing to hang another one. Oh, Johnny, well, come in, come in. Yeah, you ever see this?

Who was it? Who was me? That's who? The day I pitched for the Valdosta Lions. Struck out 10 of the cherry pointers that afternoon. It's sir. You win the game for him? I said that you win the game for him.