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Crutchley
There are certain people, often well enough liked, genial souls whom one is always glad to meet, yet who have the faculty of disappearing without being missed. Crutchley was one of them. It wasn't until his name was mentioned
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casually that evening at the store gates that most of us remembered we hadn't
Crutchley
seen him for the last year or two.
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Crutchley
I was talking to old Crutchley at the time.
Narrator/Announcer
Oh, he's a woofly swede. I always liked him. Wasn't it queer? He seemed to have got completely out of things.
Crutchley
For the last year or two he's been living very quietly with his people in Norfolk. Really? I heard from him only the other day, as a matter of fact.
Narrator/Announcer
I wonder why I've chosen to face him so. He was rather a lamb in his way. I used to adore that shiny black hair of his which always made me think of fade and leather.
Crutchley
It's as white as the ceiling now.
Narrator/Announcer
Pardon?
Crutchley
I said it's as white as the ceiling now.
Narrator/Announcer
Oh, no, no, no, no. We're speaking of Simon Crutchley.
Crutchley
Simon Crutchley? I mean, Simon Crutchley.
Narrator/Announcer
But that lovely sleek hair.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
What?
Narrator/Announcer
What happened? Did he have a nervous breakdown?
Crutchley
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Crutchley
Good of your hand there. Share your cab like this. Our ways lie in the same direction. There was a method in my man. So, pious old man, I wanted to ask you about Crutchley. Oh, I smell a story. Yes, it's a queer and rather terrible story. There's even one bit that he couldn't or wouldn't tell. So no one but he knows what the sight was that sent him off his head for the six months and turned his hair as white as snow. The night's young yet. Come to my place, have a drink. I'll tell you all I know. Anyway, he was greatly interested in Joan of Arc, you see, and decided to go over to France to work, as it were, on the spot. I don't know if you like Rouen. Crutchley was delighted with it. He found a hotel practically undiscovered by the English and the Americans. Hotel Davino. It stands halfway down one of those old world streets near the Gardela Rouge on dark. Crutchy liked it immediately and decided to stay. It was out of season. There were plenty of rooms to the hotel. Well, many at, but few slept. Crutches then had a choice of rooms on the first floor. This seems, ah, A little garden out here.
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Oui, monsieur. The hotel is very old. It is built onto the side of the hill. The garden.
Crutchley
And the garden's a story about the street. Oh, I care for this. It won't get much sun, will it, though? That's a plane tree, isn't it, monsieur? Yes, yes, I think it is. So quiet. Reminds me of some of the little squares in use.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
Of course.
Crutchley
Yes, please, I. I should like this room. Please arrange my luggage be sent up. I'm a writer, you see, and garden appeals to me as a place to work. It never occurred to our friend that a square enclosed on all sides by brick and almost completely starved of sunlight would be something of an unhealthy place. He was quite fascinated. The very next day he took pen and writing materials and sitting on one of the decrepit paint peeling seats, he started on his study of the maid of Orleans. To begin with, his writing wasn't successful. I think Crutchley mistook the almost unnatural silence for peace. Instead, the lack of noise bred in him an indefinable restlessness. It was almost a relief to break off from his labors and go out into the little town. That. Crutchley had five days at the hotel, five fruitless days as far as work went, when something strange happened. It was his habit to undress in the dark because his window was overlooked by dozens of others. One night he was smoking and stepping into his pajama trousers when he wandered over the window. Looked out. Plane tree might be carved out of jade. Nothing stirring at all. He looked down to the old green seats where he tried to work. Only that morning, with a faint unreasonable thrill and a slight tingling of the nostrils, he realized that someone was sitting there. It's a woman. Yes, a woman. She sat with her head turned away. One arm was thrown along the sloping back of the seat. He said that her attitude was one of extreme dejection, of abject and complete despair. This time at night. Can't see. I could never see her face. Not even from one of the windows on the western side. Scar she's wearing. Hides completely.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
You can never know the sorrows of others.
Crutchley
So many people in this world, in every country, alone. Gradually. You're a romantic. Probably one of the chambermaids. Heritage for the headwater. He didn't look, and then he went to bed, but made no effort to sleep. Instead he lay there, his mind full of the woman and her attitude upon the old leaning seat. He had a definite and urgent temptation to go out and look at her, to use force if necessary, in turning her face so that he might look into her eyes. Finally, he could bear it no longer. Oh, she's gone. Yes. Well, you didn't expect her to sit there all night, did you? Clutchley? Come in.
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Good morning, monsieur.
Crutchley
Good morning.
Narrator/Announcer
Hope you sleep well, monsieur.
Crutchley
I got tough. Well, I tell you what we mean to ask you for the last week. Can I have a harder pillow, monsieur? Pillow harder. I'm sorry. My French is about as good as my Lithuanian. I don't speak that at all. A pillow.
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This thing here.
Crutchley
Harder. Thanks. Oh, one more thing. Who's the lady who sits out there in the garden late at night? I say sits. Well, she was there last night, anyway. Somehow, though, I did have the feeling that she might go there often. Who is she? Sort of sad looking woman. The chambermaid turned towards the window. Window? Our friend saw a rapid movement of her right hand. It was done very quickly. Just the touch of her forefinger on her brow and a rapid fumbling of fingers at her breast. But he knew she had made the sign of the cross.
Narrator/Announcer
There isn't a lady standing the ass. Monsieur. Monsieur has been mistaken. Will monsieur take coffee of the English dream?
Crutchley
Darling, let's go out and paint the town red.
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Crutchley
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Hotel Staff/Pierre
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Crutchley
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Hotel Staff/Pierre
The wine list, monsieur.
Crutchley
Oh, thank you, Pierre. Thanks.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
Are you quite comfortable in your room, sir?
Crutchley
Quite frank, thank you.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
There is a very pleasant room in the front, sir. It's quite so big. And then there is the sun. Perhaps you like it better, sir, the
Crutchley
white wine there, please. How do you pronounce it?
Hotel Staff/Pierre
Pierre le commertain, monsieur. Oh, a good choice. Very good. The room, sir, in the front.
Narrator/Announcer
No, no, thanks.
Crutchley
No, I shouldn't get a wink of sleep. See, none of your motor traffic seems to be equipped with silencers. With trams, motorhomes and market cars bumping about all over the place across those cobbles. I should never give any peace.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
Very good, monsieur.
Crutchley
I believe I'm on the trail of something crazy here.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
The chambermaid's been talking to him.
Crutchley
Obviously.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
I wonder what's wrong. What do you they think is wrong?
Crutchley
Crutchley forgot about it for a little while and tucked into the very excellent food they served at l' Hotel Davino. When the head waiter returned to his table, though with wine, he reopened the subject.
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Why do you want me to change my room?
Hotel Staff/Pierre
I do not wish for you to change your room. If you are satisfied, monsieur.
Crutchley
When I am not satisfied, I say so. So why do you think I may not be?
Hotel Staff/Pierre
I only wish for you to be more comfortable, sir. There is no sun behind the house. It is better to be where the sun comes sometimes. Besides, I think monsieur is one who sees.
Crutchley
The head waiter's last remark seemed cryptic, but our friend let it go. He didn't feel like discussing the sad lady he'd seen at any length with Pierre. During the afternoon evening, Crutchley tried to work. He was incapable of concentration, though he knew, and he was angry with himself because he knew that he was eating out his patience until night came, in the hope of seeing once more that still figure of despair in the garden. Before he even reached the window, he knew he would see her sitting in the same place. He was unable to explain, even to himself, why he knew it was midnight. She was there as before, and Crutchley felt his eagerness mingled with an indescribable. He seemed to hear a cry of warning from the honest workaday world into which he had been born. He said it was like starting on a voyage, feeling no motion from the ship and then being suddenly aware of the spitting space of water between the vessel and the quay. Madam.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
Look at me,
Crutchley
Madam. Let me see your face. Then I must come to you.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
Monsieur. Where are you going, sir?
Crutchley
What the devil's got to do with you?
Hotel Staff/Pierre
The devil? Bien, monsieur. I think perhaps he has something to do with it. You will please have the goodness to return to your room. No, not the room which you have left, sir. That is not a good room. But come with me. I shall show you another.
Crutchley
Do you mean by interfering with me you're not a prison or an asylum? I'm going to the garden for a breath of fresh air before I go to sleep.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
That, sir, is impossible.
Crutchley
The air of the garden.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
Garden is not good at night. Besides, the doors are locked and the patron, he have the keys.
Crutchley
You're blanted instant, that's what you are. Come on, I'll report you. Now get out.
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Get out of my way.
Crutchley
Should you for a seat because I
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leave my room at midnight?
Crutchley
I don't mind. I can reach the garden from my window. What do you think you're doing, man?
Hotel Staff/Pierre
Monsieur Bon Dieu has sent me to save you. I have wait tonight because I know you must try to enter the garden. Have I your permission to enter your room with you and speak with you
Crutchley
a little while,
Hotel Staff/Pierre
Mrs. Bedlam, if you must. I do not think she is there, sir, because I am here and I do not see. Monsieur is the one who sees, as I tell him this morning. But he will not see her when he is with one who does not see.
Crutchley
What are you talking about? Who is she?
Hotel Staff/Pierre
Who she is, I cannot say, sir.
Crutchley
And the head waiter blessed himself with quick nervous fingers.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
But who she was, I can perhaps tell you.
Crutchley
Do you Mean to try and tell me she's what they call a ghost apparition or some blasted thing.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
It doesn't matter what one calls her Monsieur. She is here sometimes for certain who are able to see her. Monsieur wishes very much to see her face. Monsieur must not see it. There was one who look five year ago and another perhaps seven, eight. The first he may die after two, three days. The other he is still mad. That is why I come to save you, Monsieur.
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Hotel Staff/Pierre
I'm here on the job site with
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Hotel Staff/Pierre
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Crutchley
Dale traded up to Geico Commercial Auto insurance for all his business vehicles. We're here where he needs us most. You?
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Crutchley
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Crutchley
We're so far up here.
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Crutchley
I'm good. So good.
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Hotel Staff/Pierre
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It feels good.
Crutchley
To Geico.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
There was in this town a notary of the name Le. And in a village halfway from here to Dieppe is a grand chateau in which there lived a lady un with her father and mother. And the lady was very beautiful, but not very good. Monsieur.
Crutchley
Well, go on. Though I. I don't quite see what this has to do.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
You will, please. Fell in love with her. I think she loved him too. Better as all the others. So he make application for her hand. But he was bourgeois and she was aristocrat. He had not so very much money and the application it was refused. And so they find for her another husband who she loved not. And she find herself someone else. And there is divorce. And she have many lovers. For she was very beautiful, but not so very good for 10 years. Perhaps she make her beauty to make slaves of men. And one he made kill himself because of her, but she does not mind. And all the time, Monsieur Le Brun, he does not marry because he could not love another woman. But at last, this lady, she have a dreadful accident. It is a lamp which blow up and hurt her face. In those days, the sergeants did not know how to make new features. Oh, it was dreadful, monsieur. She had been so lovely, and now she have nothing left except just the eyes. And she go about wearing a long thick veil because she have become terrible to see. And her lovers, they no longer love. And she have no husband because she have been divorced. Well, what.
Crutchley
What happened? You mean she's the one?
Hotel Staff/Pierre
Monsieur Lebroin he write to her father and once more he make offer for her hand. The father is willing because she no longer very young and she is terrible to see. But the father is a man of honor, monsieur, and he insists that Monsieur Le Brun see her face before he decide if he still wish her in marriage. So a meeting is arranged and her father and her mother bring her here to this hotel. The lady come with him wearing her thick veil. She insisted to see Monsieur Le Brun alone. So she wait out there in the garden.
Crutchley
Love
Hotel Staff/Pierre
is not always what we think. It perhaps Monsieur Lebroin think all the time that his love go deeper than her beauty. And when he see her dreadful changed face, he find out the truth. Perhaps when she put aside the veil, she see that he flinch. But Monsieur Le Bon, I walk out alone. And she stays sitting on the seat down there. And presently her mother and her father come, but she does not speak or move. And in her hand they find a little empty bottle.
Crutchley
She. Oh, my.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
All her life she developed Le Boyne is the last of her lovers. When he no longer love, then that is the last of everything she has for any bottle with her in case he does not love Job. It happened a long time ago. And now perhaps monsieur understand why. Perhaps it is better he sleep in the front of the building tonight and change his hotel tomorrow.
Crutchley
But why does she come back?
Hotel Staff/Pierre
How do we know, monsieur? She's a thing of evil. When her face was lovely while she live, she used it to destroy men. Now she still use it to destroy. But otherwise she have some great evil power which draw those who can see her. They feel they must not rest until they have looked upon her face. And that face is not good to look upon.
Crutchley
Ah, another drink handy. Over.
Narrator/Announcer
No, thanks.
Crutchley
Listen, that can't be all. Poor old Crutchley. But that can't be all. No, it isn't quite all. I wish that it were. Crutchley was scared. He changed his room and the next day he moved out. He went to another hotel, tried to work, but couldn't. The horror of the thing had a fascination for him. The next night, as it started to get dark, he asked himself why he shouldn't go and look. He was compelled. Why shouldn't I go and see? It couldn't hurt me, not if I
Hotel Staff/Pierre
look from a distance.
Crutchley
He didn't realize that she was drawing him, Drawing him to her. He went to the hotel. Hotel Devino. He walked around the building twice and then walked straight in through the swing doors as if he still stayed there. He went to the first floor and find one of the doors that led into the walled garden. It was late and the door was unlocked. He just stood there, staring in horror at that which sat upon the seat. He was drawn like a moth to a candle flame. Madam, please look at me. Madam. Let me. Let me see your face.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
Madam, Please look at me. Madam.
Crutchley
I know your story and I pity you. Allow me to see your face.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
He was lost.
Crutchley
He knew it. The power was too strong for. For him. He bent over her.
Hotel Staff/Pierre
What?
Crutchley
What? I mean, that's the part Crutchley can't really describe. There weren't any features left in her face. But it wasn't just that. To something much worse, much more subtle. Something happened, I know, before his sense left him. Poor devil. He couldn't tell me. He's getting better though. Nerves still in shreds, of course. And he has one or two peculiar aversions.
Narrator/Announcer
What are they?
Crutchley
He can't bear to be touched or to hear anybody laugh.
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Release Date: March 13, 2026
Host: Harold’s Old Time Radio
Original Story By: Michael McCabe
This episode of "Harold's Old Time Radio" features the chilling radio drama "Beyond Midnight – The Evil Face," a tale from the golden age of radio horror and suspense. The story explores themes of obsession, forbidden curiosity, and the supernatural, set against the atmospheric backdrop of an old hotel in Rouen, France. The episode delves into a mysterious legend—one that intertwines tragic love, vanity, and the inescapable lure of the unknown.
In Crutchley’s room, Pierre tells the tragic backstory of the veiled woman ([17:43]–[23:07]):
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Despite Pierre’s warnings, Crutchley finds himself compelled to return, feeling the irresistible draw toward the ghostly woman ([24:24]–[25:51]).
He finally confronts her face—a sight so terrifying and indescribable, it destroys his sanity ([25:57]–[26:39]).
Afterward, Crutchley survives but is forever changed: his nerves shattered, hair turned white, and he cannot bear to be touched or to hear laughter ([27:14]).
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The episode unfolds in a classic Gothic-horror style, with atmospheric tension, mounting dread, and a tone blending eerie calm with flashes of terror. The language is vivid and suggestive, focusing on psychological horror and the unseen, with characters conveying emotion through both dialogue and narration.
"Beyond Midnight – The Evil Face" offers a compelling blend of supernatural horror and psychological drama. Through Crutchley's ill-fated curiosity, the story warns listeners about the dangers of irresistible allure and the perils of gazing into mysteries best left untouched. The episode remains a standout for fans of old-time radio, pairing classic storytelling techniques with chilling, universal themes.