
Beyond Midnight - The Paxton's House (The House at Brickett Bottom)
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Narrator
The Rev. Arthur Maydew worked very hard in a large parish for 11 months of the year. He was also a student and a man of no strong physique. So that when an opportunity was presented to him to take a holiday by exchanging his parsonage in a sprawling, dark industrial town with the country living of another clergyman in the sunlit south, he was very glad to avail himself of it. Arthur Mayew had two daughters, the heroines of this story set in an English county shortly after the First World War. Both these girls rejoiced at the prospect of a period of quiet and rest in the pleasant country neighborhood of Overbury. But their dreams were shattered. From the gentle green acres, the Maydew sisters passed into the dark regions of terror that lie beyond midnight.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
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Narrator/Storyteller
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Alice Maydew
Quite, quite lovely.
Maggie Maydew
Oh, Maggie.
Alice Maydew
We shall persuade old Mr. Roberts to exchange Overbury for Father's parish permanently.
Maggie Maydew
Oh, as if he would. This lovely place, these surroundings for sure. Sheffield. Oh, Alice. Who in all the world would make such a bargain?
Narrator/Storyteller
Look.
Alice Maydew
That was a song thrush. Did you see him?
Maggie Maydew
No. With eyes like yours, I'm surprised you did.
Alice Maydew
Well, I will not wear spectacles. And if it contents me to say I saw a song thrush, then a song thrush I saw. Do you think Father is contented here, Maggie?
Maggie Maydew
Of course. He has Mr. Roberts library. What could content him more Books, books and more books. A hundred thousand books.
Alice Maydew
Oh, how green it is up here. That's Bricket Bottom down there. The glen. How long do you think it is?
Maggie Maydew
1 mile, 3 quarters perhaps. You must ask Smith. He knows all the county's history.
Alice Maydew
I would not dream of asking Smith anything. He's quite stupid. Look. You see? That's the road which leads to Blaise's farm. Ah. Oh, I wish there were a few friendly neighbours, that's all. Then it would be paradise here. That's the only trouble. Once we've fully explored what shall we do then? On this side of Brick and Bottom there's nothing but Carew Court. And that's miles and miles and miles away.
Maggie Maydew
I wonder what he's like.
Alice Maydew
Who?
Maggie Maydew
The owner. Lord Carew, of course. They say he's one of the worthiest men in England.
Alice Maydew
I've heard tell that he doesn't have a handsome 25 year old son, Maggie, Only a rather plain daughter.
Maggie Maydew
I was thinking nothing of the sort. I merely wondered what he was like. It is bleak though, isn't it? All about here. Beautiful, yes, but bleak. Oh, come on, it's getting dark. We must.
Alice Maydew
Tomorrow we'll explore. Right to Blazes Farm. Who knows, we may be treated to fresh, warm creamy milk.
Maggie Maydew
Alias.
Alice Maydew
Look,
Maggie Maydew
look. How very curious. There's a house down there in the bottom which we have never. Leastways I have never noticed before. House. Well, do you see? We've walked along the path down there.
Alice Maydew
But I.
Maggie Maydew
No, no. There girl, there, you see.
Alice Maydew
I don't see any house.
Maggie Maydew
You must be able to see it. Quaint looking old fashioned house. Red brick, just where the road bends to the right. See the garden?
Alice Maydew
No, I certainly can't see a house.
Maggie Maydew
Oh Alice, I am very sorry but if you don't persuade father to buy spectacles for you, soon you'll be incapable of seeing anything.
Alice Maydew
Yes, yes, perhaps I can see a house. But the light is getting so bad. Oh Maggie, we really must fly.
Maggie Maydew
All right, but tomorrow we shall come and explore it. Perhaps we shall meet some charming people, make new friends.
Alice Maydew
Wait for me.
Maggie Maydew
Perhaps we may persuade Father to desert his books and come with us too. We must meet the people in the hospital, otherwise Father will be too shy.
Alice Maydew
We can't go tomorrow. Maggie.
Maggie Maydew
What in heaven's name.
Alice Maydew
Alice. My ankle. Oh Maggie, help me.
Maggie Maydew
Why did you come down the stairs like an elephant? It's your own fault.
Alice Maydew
You told me to hurry.
Maggie Maydew
Don't stand. Sit down. Rested Well? I wanted to go to the house. Father's forgotten all about visiting Overbury. We can go this morning.
Alice Maydew
Oh, it's swelling. Oh, look. Oh Maggie, it's so painful. I shan't leave the house this morning, that's evident. If you wish to explore, you must go alone.
Maggie Maydew
Yes, father. If we don't go now we'll never get away. He's sure to want to go to Overbrick. It's no good.
Alice Maydew
I cannot stand. Go alone and tell me about it when you come back. If there is a house in Brick and Bottom, I swear I saw nothing.
Maggie Maydew
I shall see you soon. If they are pleasant people and we are invited to tea. And your ankle still pains you. Tomorrow we shall take the trap over.
Alice Maydew
Maggie, you are so forward.
Maggie Maydew
Don't try to walk. Preserve your ankle at all costs. I shall not be late. Tell father I am just walking. He will be cross if he thinks I have gone to the house without any. Very old fashioned but. Oh, absolutely charming. Oh, and Alice, if you just stop.
Alice Maydew
See the garden?
Maggie Maydew
Oh, there are hollyhocks and roses and Canterbury bills and foxgloves. It is absolutely lovely. A darling little house. It set close to the woods, just where the lane turns off to Blazer's farm. And Alice, I saw the people too. An old lady and gentleman. The gentleman was sitting on the porch. I couldn't see him clearly, but the lady was in the garden tying up her flowers or weeding or something or the other. Oh, and she looked up and smiled as I went by. Oh, Alice, I'm sure they are nice people. It would be awfully pleasant to make their acquaintance. And we shall too. I shall make their acquaintance if it is the last thing I do.
Alice Maydew
Hello. Hello.
Maggie Maydew
You're walking. The ankle is fully healed.
Alice Maydew
I hobble. What's the matter?
Maggie Maydew
Matter?
Alice Maydew
Yes, you don't look yourself this morning. Father was not angry yesterday, was he? I'm sure he was not awfully keen on going into Overbury.
Maggie Maydew
No, no, not angry. I'm all right. Only I did not sleep very well. I kept on dreaming about the house. It was such an odd dream too. The house seemed to be home and yet to be different.
Alice Maydew
What? That house in brick at bottom. What on earth is the matter with you? You seem perfectly obsessed with the place.
Maggie Maydew
Well, it is curious, isn't it? I mean that we should only just have discovered it and it looks to be lived in by nice people.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
I don't know.
Maggie Maydew
Do wish we could get to know them. There's going to be a storm.
Alice Maydew
Oh, the swelling just will not go down.
Maggie Maydew
Alice, I went to the house.
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House?
Alice Maydew
Oh, the house in brick at bottom.
Maggie Maydew
Well, I saw the old lady and she is absolutely a darling. I believe she simply lives in that garden. Mind you, it's absolutely enchanting. Oh, anyway, she came to her gate and talked with me and she asked me to look at her flowers. She's terribly keen on flowers. Anyway, the thing is, I was a little shy, I suppose, and she said, you needn't be afraid of me, my dear. I like to see young ladies about me and my husband finds their society quite necessary to him. She's awfully attractive. Lovely silver hair. Anyway, she told Me about herself and the Colonel. That's her husband. He used to be in India in the army. Paxton's their name. Colonel and Mrs. Paxton. She said they were awfully lonely at times and she asked me in to meet the Colonel.
Alice Maydew
I hope you didn't go in. Why not? Well, I don't like her asking you in that way.
Maggie Maydew
Well, I didn't actually go in because it was getting late, but. But what? I have accepted Mrs. Paxton's invitation to pay her a little visit to Morrow.
Alice Maydew
Well, I do think you ought to find out a little more about them before you go calling Maggie.
Maggie Maydew
Why? Oh, what on earth is the matter? They are lovely people.
Alice Maydew
How do you know?
Maggie Maydew
Well, I'll tell you when I come home. Oh, you would have to go and hurt your ankle. Look, I'll go this afternoon, just for a short visit. I'll be back for tea and then we can have some croquet. You know how happy father is when he plays croquet. Oh, Alice, don't look so disapproving. Maybe the Colonel and his lady have a handsome son after all. You're getting awfully old, Alice.
Alice Maydew
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Rev. Arthur Maydew
Where is Maggie, Father? Where is Maggie?
Alice Maydew
Out for a walk. And she is bound to pay a call on some neighbours whom she has recently discovered.
Narrator
Neighbours?
Rev. Arthur Maydew
What neighbours? Mr. Roberts never spoke of any neighbours to me.
Alice Maydew
Well, I don't know much about them. Maggie and I were out walking the other day, the day before I hurt my ankle and we saw, at least she saw, a house in Bricket Bottom. Honestly, Father, I am so blind I can't.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
What house?
Alice Maydew
It belongs to Colonel and Mrs. Paxton in brick at bottom. A little red brick house. Maggie has made the acquaintance of the Paxtons. It's perfectly all right. He's a retired Indian army officer. Maggie went along this afternoon, but she said she'd be back long before this.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
I am not too well pleased about this, Alice. Maggie should not be so impulsive and scrape acquaintance with unknown people. She said she'd be home early.
Alice Maydew
Well, yes.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
Had there been nice neighbours at Bricketbottom, I'm sure Mr. Roberts would have told us. It's getting late. Can have delayed her. You say she saw the house.
Narrator/Storyteller
You didn't.
Alice Maydew
It was getting dark. You know how short sighted I am.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
But surely you must have seen it at some other time.
Alice Maydew
Well, that is the strangest part of the whole affair, Father. We have often walked along there, but neither of us have ever seen the house till that evening. And as I said, it was getting dark. Father, perhaps we should ask Smith to Harness the pony and bring Maggie back. I am not happy about her. I am rather afraid. I must confess. I don't know why.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
Afraid of what? What could have gone wrong in a quiet place like this? Still, I. I'll send Smith over for her.
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Rev. Arthur Maydew
Yes, Smith, if you feel you can manage with that ankle of yours, perhaps you'll come too. Poor dear departed mother always swore she would have preferred sons less trouble. Not that she wasn't terribly fond of her two daughters of course, bless her so. But ah. Smith, I want you to harness a pony at once and go over to Colonel Paxton's house in Bricket Bottom and bring Miss Maydew home. Well, what are you waiting for man?
Narrator/Storyteller
Go where, sir?
Rev. Arthur Maydew
To Colonel Paxton's house. Bring Miss Maggie home.
Narrator/Storyteller
I never heard of Colonel Paxton, sir. I don't know what else you mean.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
Alice, tell this fellow where your sister has gone to and let us be off to fetch her. The Paxton's house, man. In brick at bottom. Colonel Paxton.
Alice Maydew
Smith, you must know the house, you really must. Why, we saw it only the other day. At least Maggie saw it.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
I not too heavily on that ankle now girl, harness the pony at once.
Narrator
Yes, sir. Dear.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
Stupid man. Alice, is your ankle strong enough?
Alice Maydew
Yes, father.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
Then you must show Smith where this house is. I. I must own. I'm worried, Alice.
Alice Maydew
But why father? Maggie merely went to pay a visit to the Colonel and his wife.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
And why have I not heard of the Colonel? Roberts would have informed me if there had been pleasant neighbors hereabouts. Ah, be that as it may. Come let me help you. I shall find it difficult not to be stern with your sister when we meet her again. The Place depresses me, Alice, that I must own. It depresses me. The country all around is beautiful, but I'm not fond of this part. Where is the house?
Alice Maydew
At the bend of the road.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
It should be there, coming dark. Yet you remember no house. Smith, how long have you worked hereabouts? Nigh on five and 20 years, sir. I shall be fierce with her, I promise you.
Alice Maydew
Here we are, Smith. It's here. Just.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
This is the place.
Alice Maydew
Yes, father.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
But there's no house here,
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Narrator/Storyteller
Look, sir.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
What?
Alice Maydew
Some part of a building here. And here in the grass.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
There. There was a dwelling here at one time. A long time ago. There were terraces here, running. What does it all mean, Alice? Are you sure of yourself, girl? You're not mistaken. Perhaps further.
Alice Maydew
No, Father. I promise. It stood here, the house. Maggie pointed it out to me from. From up above.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
And she went to visit the Paxtons. Well then, where is Maggie? Listen, Smith.
Alice Maydew
Maggie, where are you?
Rev. Arthur Maydew
That was Maggie's voice. She's nearly in some trouble. Where did it come from, Smith? I didn't hear anybody call in, sir. Alice, go back to the trap. Let me help you. Smith. We must search.
Narrator/Storyteller
Miss Maggie. Miss Maggie, where are you? We heard you call again. Where are you?
Rev. Arthur Maydew
Alice, drive on to Blaze's farm. Bring help. Ask Mr. Rumbold to come and his sons too, if they're at home. And ask them to fetch lanterns.
Alice Maydew
Father. She might have returned over the downs while we were going by road. Perhaps she saw us and called out.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
Try to place his farm girl. Maggie.
Narrator
Maggie.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
Maggie.
Alice Maydew
Maggie.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
Maggie.
Alice Maydew
May I offer you more tea, Mr. Roberts?
Narrator/Storyteller
No, thank you, my child. No, thank you.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
Nothing. Four days. Nothing.
Narrator
Where?
Rev. Arthur Maydew
What can have happened to her, Roberts? The police have questioned the old woman. She saw her on the path to bricked Bottom, but no one else has seen her since.
Alice Maydew
She. The old woman said. What was it, Father?
Rev. Arthur Maydew
She described Maggie as smiling, but looking queer. Like the house. There is no house. And yet.
Narrator/Storyteller
Have you ever heard any local gossip concerning this Colonel and Mrs. Pexton?
Rev. Arthur Maydew
No, I never heard mention of their names until.
Alice Maydew
I think the pup needs more hot water, Father.
Narrator/Storyteller
Well, I'll tell you all I can about them, which is not very much, I fear. I am now nearly 75 years old and for nearly 70 years no house has stood in brick at bottom. But when I was a very young child, there was an old fashioned red brick house standing in a garden at the bend of the road such as you have described. It was owned and lived in by a retired Indian soldier and his wife. A Colonel and Mrs. Paxton. At the time I speak of certain events having taken place at the house and the old couple having died. It was sold by their heirs to Lord Carew, who shortly after pulled it down on the ground that it interfered with his shooting. The Paxtons were well known to my father, who was the clergyman here before me, and to the neighbourhood in general. They lived quietly and were not unpopular. But the Colonel was supposed to possess a violent and vindictive temper. Their family consisted only of themselves and their daughter, the Colonel's old army servant and his Eurasian wife. Well, I cannot tell you the details of what happened. I was only a child. My father never liked gossip and in later years when he talked to me on the subject, he always avoided any appearance of exaggeration or sensationalism. However, it is known that Miss Baxter fell in love and became engaged to a young man to whom her parents took a strong dislike. They used every possible means to break off the match and many rumours were set on foot as to their conduct. Undue influence, even cruelty, were charged against them. I do not know the truth. All I can say is that Miss Paxton died and a very bitter feeling against her parents sprang up.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
Yes, but Roberts, I pray, betray you. What?
Narrator/Storyteller
Please let me continue. I know how shocked you are. This story. Well, it may shed some light. My father never saw Paxton after his daughter's death and only saw Mrs. Paxton once or twice. He described her as an utterly broken woman and no one seemed at all surprised when she followed her daughter to the grave. Within three months, Paxton himself became recluse. He was rarely if ever seen and himself died in a very short time, some said by his own hand. He was buried like his wife and daughter in the churchyard at my church. The property passed to a distant relative who came down to it for one night. Soon afterwards he never came again. It said he conceived a violent dislike to the place. He sold it to Lord Carew, who later pulled it down and the garden was left to relapse into a wilderness. Those are the facts.
Rev. Arthur Maydew
But there is something more. I can see it in your face.
Narrator/Storyteller
You have a right to know. What I'm going to tell you now is rumor, vague and uncertain. About five years after the house had been pulled down, a young maid servant at Karoo Court was out walking one afternoon. She was a newcomer to the district. On returning home to tea, she told her fellow servants that as she walked down Bricket Bottom, which place she described clearly, she passed a red brick house at the bend of the road and that a kind faced old lady had asked her to step in for a while.
Alice Maydew
I saw the old lane and she
Maggie Maydew
is absolutely a darling. She came to her gate and talked with me and asked me in to look at her flowers. She's awfully attractive. Lovely silver hair.
Narrator/Storyteller
Did this girl go in? No. She feared that she might be late back at the hall for tea. She never visited the bottom again. But two or three years after that, after my father's death, a traveling tinker and his wife and daughter camped for a night at the foot of the bottom. The girl strolled away up the glen to gather blackberries, and she was never seen nor heard of again.
Narrator
Father
Alice Maydew
Alice Father
Narrator/Storyteller
of course one does not know the truth, and she may have run away voluntarily from her parents, although there was no known cause for her doing that. That is all I can tell you of either facts or rumors. All that I can do now is to pray for you and for her. Beyond Midnight is presented every Friday night at half past nine by Biotechs the New Soak and Pre Wash Powder. The program is adapted for broadcasting and Produced by Michael McCabe.
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Podcast: Harold's Old Time Radio
Episode: Beyond Midnight - The Paxton's House (The House at Bricket Bottom)
Date: March 13, 2026
Host: Harolds Old Time Radio
This episode features a haunting radio play from the series "Beyond Midnight" titled "The Paxton's House" (also known as "The House at Brickett Bottom"). Set in the English countryside shortly after the First World War, it follows Reverend Arthur Maydew and his two daughters as they trade their city parish for a rural retreat, only to encounter something inexplicable and sinister. The episode masterfully weaves a tale of rural isolation, spectral mysteries, and the tragic fate of those who cross paths with a house that may no longer, or never did, exist.
[00:32 – 03:57]
[04:03 – 05:15]
[06:07 – 11:41]
[11:47 – 16:47]
[17:19 – 19:30]
[19:30 – 26:41]
"Oh Maggie, we really must fly."
— Alice Maydew on the edge of dusk, signaling both excitement and encroaching dread. (04:53)
"But there's no house here."
— Rev. Arthur Maydew faces the chilling impossibility of Maggie's story. (17:11)
"I am now nearly 75 years old and for nearly 70 years no house has stood in Bricket Bottom."
— Mr. Roberts, delivering the central revelation and solidifying the ghostly theme. (20:23)
"The house seemed to be home, and yet to be different."
— Maggie Maydew, expressing both familiarity and strangeness at the heart of the mystery. (08:34)
| Timestamp | Segment | Highlights/Notes | |-----------|--------------------------------------|--------------------------------------------------------------------------------| | 00:32 | Story Introduction | Maydews arrive, setting is described, holiday mood established | | 02:50 | Description of Bricket Bottom | Alice marvels at the countryside | | 04:29 | First sighting of the house | Maggie spots the mysterious red-brick house | | 07:20 | Return from first visit | Maggie's positive impression of the Paxtons | | 08:34 | Strange dreams and obsessions | Maggie's odd feelings and obsession with house | | 12:36 | Parental concern | Rev. Maydew grows worried about Maggie’s explorations | | 17:11 | Revelation—no house exists | Family discovers absence of the house | | 18:06 | Mysterious voice, Maggie's cries | Ominous search, voices heard, Anxiety peaks | | 20:23 | Full backstory of the Paxtons | Roberts recounts the entire history, real and rumored, of the house and owners | | 23:59 | Haunting local rumors | Accounts of others seeing the house after it was supposedly destroyed | | 26:41 | Episode closing | Final, somber reflection—open-ended, unresolved |
The episode preserves the atmospheric and suspenseful style characteristic of "Beyond Midnight." The dialogue adeptly balances naturalism with old-fashioned formality, echoing the time period. The podcast immerses listeners in the Maydews’ mounting dread and helplessness, underscored by repeated motifs of isolation, uncanny perception, and irrevocable loss.
This ghostly, tragic tale lingers in the mind, posing questions about grief, place, and the way the past haunts the present—a perfect specimen of the Golden Age of Radio’s supernatural storytelling.