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Tammy
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Tammy
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Narrator
The man in the iron mouth. During their honeymoon off the coast of France, Michael and Louise Dent, aboard their luxury yacht, reach a strange island. It is here that Michael accidentally stumbles across the secret of the man in the Iron Mask, a man whose identity has puzzled so many historians for centuries. Michael discovers a secret room above the prison suite which is occupied by the
Edmund Marchiali
man in the Iron Mask.
Narrator
He and his wife find a hideous grinning contraption which is the mask itself. And in a beautiful inlaid writing desk
Edmund Marchiali
is a faded diary and has to read slowly.
Diary Reader
Darling, you see, I must try and
Edmund Marchiali
say this how he did.
Marguerite Frederick
Here's Michael. Do you mind if I sit near you?
Diary Reader
Of course not.
Marguerite Frederick
Oh, this horrible piece of metal, this grinning contraption.
Diary Reader
Enough.
Uncle George
Yes.
Diary Reader
Just a moment. It's a horrible instrument, isn't it? Just imagine that your head is lofted as this was at the back. See? Well, I better begin. This is a record of the unfortunate man whom it was my duty to care for. From the time when he was a baby until the time long since when he met his death, it has been my secret tribe not to reveal his name and this promise I kept. But I hope in the centuries to come that the kindliness and the valor and the worthiness of this ward of mind will become known to the wealth of tomorrow. ETs and Je Samar.
Marguerite Frederick
Who is your Samar?
Diary Reader
You learn as I read on, the events which I described relating to the man in the Iron Mask have all been pieced together after several years of contemplation. Some of these events I had no knowledge of at the time. But later I learned what I know now and what I have written in this diary. For instance, I did not know at the time, in September 1659, that my ward, who was known as Edmond Mastiali, had been frequently meeting the daughter of a peasant farmer on the outskirts of the village where my estate was situated. Picture this little peasant farm in Gascoigne, the apple blossom in full bloom, a bountiful harvest, lush Green grass growing by a brook which flowed through farmer Frederick's land. And Edmund Marchialin, my ward. Tall, very fair, very good looking, carrying in his arms the petite Marguerite, daughter of Monsieur Frederic. Already he steps gingerly into the shallow running waters of the brook. And the music of the running waters harmonizes with the sweet laughter of his pretty farmer's daughter.
Narrator
Hold still. If I slip as I carry you across.
Uncle George
What about the geese?
Edmund Marchiali
They'll swim across, Tilly.
Marguerite Frederick
Yes, but who is going to chase them?
Edmund Marchiali
I suppose I'll have to get my feet wet all over again. There you are. So why we didn't walk down to the boundary fence and across by the little.
Marguerite Frederick
Time for the milking. And walking is good.
Edmund Marchiali
I know. It takes us a long time, doesn't it? There's so much to talk about. So much too. Margaret, I do love you so.
Marguerite Frederick
But why? That's what I can't understand. Oh, Edmund. You don't belong here. Your place is up there on the hill. The Mark House.
Edmund Marchiali
But it isn't.
Marguerite Frederick
I was never happy there.
Edmund Marchiali
Truly. If I'd known all these years that I was growing up inside those walls. You were here? On this farm? It's amazing to think that it's only two weeks since we met. Just a chance meeting on a country road. 5. Fanny.
Marguerite Frederick
Edmund. I'm frightened. You are not for me. I know that the villagers are beginning to talk.
Edmund Marchiali
But why not? I love you, Margie. Isn't that enough? And you love me. You do, don't you?
Marguerite Frederick
Well, not the same thing. You're coming, sir? Ever since that day on the country road when you picked me up and put me on your horse and brought me in. I thought of nobody. Really. Papa wonders what has happened to me.
Narrator
What have the villagers been saying?
Marguerite Frederick
What they always say about you. That your family must be one of the greatest in France because of the goings and comings at the Samarcar.
Narrator
But my family isn't a great family.
Edmund Marchiali
My guardian, San Mars, told me so. Don't you see? We're quite ordinary people really. I understand the Marchialis had a small estate just outside of Paris. And when my father and mother died, I was entrusted to my guardians. He'd like a father to me. As you know, I've been with him ever since I was a baby. Ever since I can remember.
Marguerite Frederick
But your way of life. Oh, Edmund, don't you see? I've been brought up here on this farm. I milk the cows, I look after the geese. I do all the housework for Papa. Look at my hands. Those Aren't the hens of the fine ladies that come to your house?
Edmund Marchiali
The most beautiful hand I've ever seen. Like butterflies.
Marguerite Frederick
You say the nicest thing. Edmund. Don't be nice to me anymore. Please. You're going to break my heart. I know you are. I can't see it any other way. If your guardian knew about the two of us. If he knew that. Edmund. You didn't mean it last night when you asked me to.
Edmund Marchiali
When I asked you to marry me. Oh my heart. I just can't live without you. That's the truth.
Marguerite Frederick
Have you told your guardian yet?
Edmund Marchiali
I intended to tell him at breakfast this morning but he went out hunting early. I shall tell him tonight.
Uncle George
Why Margaret, your clock. Look.
Narrator
They're following your cross.
Edmund Marchiali
That saves me another wetting. Oh darling, what's the matter? You look so unhappy.
Marguerite Frederick
Tell me what's Mrs. Won't you? I almost know before he speaks but come back to the farm just once and tell me.
Edmund Marchiali
When I come back to this farm I shall take you away right up there. To the castle on the hill. And one day you'll be mistress of Sanmar castle. I promise that sweetheart. I promise it with all my heart.
Uncle George
It spoilt the hunted. There we were with the prospect of at least two dozen partridges. And then this bear crosses our path.
Diary Reader
A bear?
Uncle George
Yes. And who should he attack but me? I tell you it was all I could do to keep him off Uncle George.
Edmund Marchiali
Yes. Now that we're alone together here in the library tonight if you could compose yourself.
Narrator
Prepare yourself for a surprise.
Edmund Marchiali
A surprise? I've fallen in love, Uncle George. In love? Yes. I don't understand this. There's no one here against one.
Uncle George
I mean. We have had no visitors at the castle since this time last year.
Edmund Marchiali
No ladies. This lady lives on the outskirts of the village. On the outskirts of the village? Who is she? Her name is Marguerite Frederick. She's the daughter of Papa Frederick, a farmer. Papa Frederick?
Uncle George
You. You don't. Not that yokel who brings us our pumpkins and our cabbages? Not that white haired old man with a sick fair?
Edmund Marchiali
The same.
Uncle George
And you're in love with his daughter?
Edmund Marchiali
I've asked her to marry me. Asked her to marry Edmund?
Marguerite Frederick
Are you crazy?
Uncle George
Have you taken leave of your teacher?
Narrator
I was never more sane in my life.
Edmund Marchiali
For the first time I know what it is to be alive. To be happy when I hear a bird singing.
Narrator
To exult when I see the sun
Edmund Marchiali
coming up in the morning. Another day, another day for me to be with Marguerite it's. And this Is a terrible shock. I had no idea. I mean, I looked upon you as just a boy. Just a boy? I'm 21, uncle.
Narrator
Didn't it ever occur to you that
Edmund Marchiali
I might want to get married? You thought Years seemed to have rushed over so quickly.
Uncle George
Edmond, you can't entertain the idea of marrying a peasant woman.
Narrator
Listen, Uncle George.
Edmund Marchiali
I've always looked upon you as a father. I love you as a father.
Narrator
But with all my respect and all
Edmund Marchiali
my love, you can't make me alter my mind.
Narrator
I'm determined that I shall marry Marguerite, Frederick.
Edmund Marchiali
And that's something that nobody can alter. I'm sorry, uncle, if you don't approve.
Uncle George
Enter.
Narrator
Mr. Pun has arrived by coach.
Edmund Marchiali
Tom Paris. Mr. Pun?
Uncle George
Don't keep him waiting. Show him in at once,
Edmund Marchiali
will you
Narrator
step this way, Mr. Pun?
Edmund Marchiali
Thank you. Oh, my dear Cardinal. At last. At last. Shut your mouth. All right. Lacking you can go the country going to your head. You developing into a hobbledehoy village idiot. My apologies, kindness, but the lackey can be trusted. He is my personal servant in the
Uncle George
joy of seeing you. I didn't realize. I thought we were alone.
Narrator
Then be more careful in future.
Edmund Marchiali
If it got about the Cardinal Mazarin from the court of King Louis was visiting you here. I'm grievously apologized.
Uncle George
I apologize most humbly, my dear Cardinal.
Edmund Marchiali
Won't you sit down? I will send for wine in a few moments. Let's get down to business first. You sent me an urgent message. Your messenger said he rode all day and all night. Yes, I knew that you wouldn't send for me to come personally unless it was something critical. What has happened? It is my ward. You know who I mean. Naturally. What is wrong with you? Not ill in party, but as far as the mind is concerned.
Uncle George
Well, if one could call love an illness.
Diary Reader
You mean it?
Uncle George
He's fallen in love, Cardinal. He's fallen in love with a peasant girl who lives on the outskirts of the village.
Edmund Marchiali
Hush. This is monstrous.
Uncle George
Edmund of Alfred. You know, when I heard, I was beside myself with anxiety.
Edmund Marchiali
I have talked with him, but I
Uncle George
have suddenly discovered that he hasn't developed a will of its own, A mind of its own. He is determined to marry this girl. Marry her? Marry the daughter of a peasant when he is.
Edmund Marchiali
Shh. Yes, of course. This foolishness is catching. I almost said what should never even be breathed. So Edmund wants to marry. That, of course is out of the question. I empowered. I can do nothing in this matter.
Uncle George
The responsibility is now yours.
Edmund Marchiali
Cardinal.
Uncle George
I, like you, realize that if Edmund Maxiali married and there were children, it would wreck France from border to border.
Narrator
It seems that young Edmund Marchiali is connected in some powerful way with the destiny of France. For here in this room sits Cardinal Mazarin, who is said to rule behind the throne. Make sure you hear the next exciting chapter of the man in the Iron Master.
Edmund Marchiali
Foreign.
Tammy
Geico Subconscious News. I'm Tammy Racing thoughts tonight. You just left for work and had a non specific feeling that something was happening to your place and it wasn't good.
Marguerite Frederick
Damn.
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Tammy
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Geico Spokesperson
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Marguerite Frederick
Oh boy, will they, dad.
Tammy
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Episode: Man In The Iron Mask (03)
Date: June 6, 2026
Host: Harold's Old Time Radio
This episode features a radio drama adaptation of "The Man in the Iron Mask," continuing the enthralling story of mystery, romance, and hidden identities set in 17th-century France. The narrative focuses on the young Edmond Marchiali, his forbidden love with peasant girl Marguerite Frederick, and the sinister implications his personal choices may have for the fate of France itself.
On the weight of secrecy:
(02:00, Diary Reader)
"It has been my secret tribe not to reveal his name and this promise I kept. But I hope in the centuries to come that the kindliness and the valor and the worthiness of this ward of mine will become known…"
On forbidden love and class:
(04:29, Marguerite Frederick)
"You don't belong here. Your place is up there on the hill… You're not for me. I know that the villagers are beginning to talk."
Young love’s resolve:
(06:43, Edmund Marchiali)
"When I asked you to marry me. Oh my heart. I just can't live without you. That's the truth."
Dramatic family confrontation:
(09:02, Uncle George)
"Have you taken leave of your teacher?"
(09:06, Edmund Marchiali)
"For the first time I know what it is to be alive…"
Revealing the high stakes:
(12:31, Uncle George)
"I, like you, realize that if Edmund Maxiali married and there were children, it would wreck France from border to border."
The episode artfully blends romantic intrigue and political suspense, maintaining a classic audio drama tone filled with earnest emotion, theatrical dialogue, and high historical drama. The central theme explores how personal desires can have far-reaching consequences amid the tangled web of political power, heritage, and social expectations.
Listeners are left eager for the next chapter, as the fate of Edmond, Marguerite, and the very future of France hang in the balance.