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Casebook of Gregory Hood: Three Silver Pesos (Encore) (EP4810e)
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Gregory Hood and Sandy find a man about to jump off a bridge, but he apparently dies of a heart attack while talking about a gun, and traces of cyanide are found, and then a doctor says the man was stabbed. Original Air Date: June 3, 1946 Support...
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From Boise, Idaho, this is your host Adam Graham and we are going to be bringing you a Sunday Encore. Now this year we are going to actually make one series, our default Sunday encore show. Now between now and the end of the year we will have some specials and some holiday themed programs, but if we're not doing that, we are going to be playing the Casebook of Gregory Hood with Gale Gordon, which is an underrated show that I quite enjoyed and I hope you like it as well. Now, as always, any offers or information in these old episodes is not valid unless it's reflected on our Great Detectives of Old Time Radio website. But here now is our Sunday Encore. Welcome to the Great Detectives of Old Time Radio from Boise, Idaho, this is your host, Adam Graham. If you have a comment, send it to me box 13@greatdetives.net follow us on Twitter at radiodetectives and become one of our friends on Facebook facebook.com well, before we get started, I want to let you know today's program is brought to you by the financial support of our listeners. And among the people I would like to thank are Dallas, thanks so much for your support. We'll send access to the premium site as we do with all donations of $7 or more while we're beginning. A oh and if you want to support the show, you can support it at support.greatdetactives.net or beginning a new series. This one is called the Casebook of Gregory Hood and if listen to the Basil Rathbone and Nigel Bruce Sherlock Holmes series, particularly the last season from 1935-36, there'll be some familiarity here. Petrie Wine, the sponsor of Sherlock Holmes sponsored the Casebook of Gregory Hood as a replacement series for the summer with the hopes that Sherlock Holmes would return for another season with Rathbone and Bruce. However, Rathbone was tired of the series and the series would continue on with Tom Conway and Nigel Bruce over on abc. The series was written by Dennis Green and Anthony Boucher who were the writers of of Sherlock Holmes. This was a series that would have a surprising life and continue off and on until the early 1950s. And we'll start off with the very first 10 episodes. And the star of that series is Mr. Gale Gordon. Gordon was listed as number six on my list of radio's most essential people. So we'll have quite a bit to talk about, say about Gale Gordon. And of course he will feature prominently in our app extras. And the co star at the start of the series is William Johnstone who of course stars on Saturday's episode of the lineup. So for a few weeks you'll hear William Johnstone as the co star on Tuesday and the star on Saturday. Alright, well let's go ahead and take a listen. Let's open up the Casebook of Gregory Hood from June 3rd of 1946.
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Petri pale dry. If you don't know which you prefer, the regular sherry or the pale dry, why not try them both? Don't buy one, buy two. But just be sure you always buy. Petra well, it's Monday evening in San Francisco and we have a date with Gregory Hood and his friend Sanderson Taylor. Our rendezvous tonight is at Gregory's apartment high on Nob Hill and overlooking the San Francisco Bay. Let's keep our date, shall we? Good evening, Mr. Bartel. Hello Quang. Mr. Hood expecting you Mr. Tail have already arrived. Please for going, sir. Thanks Wong. Harry Bartel. How are you? Hello Sandy, Glad to see you. Ah, good evening, Harry. Evening, Gregory. Oh. Oh, please don't stop playing. That sounded swell. Oh, you like it? As this is our first appearance on the radio I thought I'd whip up a little number in honor of the occasion. Other radio shows have a musical theme. I thought this might be appropriate for ours. So as well as being the head of Gregory Hood & Co. Importers and an amateur detective, you're also a composer. In a very modest way, Harry. How about you, Sandy? I know that you're Mr. Hood's attorney as well as his closest friend. Do you have any unusual talents? You've been hiding under a bushel? No, Harry, I'm a very dull dog compared to Gregory. I'm a good family man. I shoot an erratic game of golf and I wield a writ of habeas corpus with moderate dexterity. Ah, don't believe a word he says, Harry. Sandy has many hidden talents. The fact that you'll find out as tonight's story gets underway. Would you care for a glass of sherry? Oh, that'd be very nice, sir. Which particular page of the notebook have you decided to turn to for your first story? A page that has the heading the Case of the Three Silver Pesos. We thought it was an adventure that would show you, Harry, that Gregory and I really don't go looking for trouble. Though we do have an uncanny facility for meeting up with it. And how did the three silver pesos catch up with you? Well, it was about 6 o' clock one evening a few weeks ago that Sandy and I started our drive across the Bay Bridge found for Sandy's home in the Berkeley hills. Little did we think that what promised to be an evening of pleasant domesticity was destined to turn into as wild and woolly an adventure. Bridge is beautiful in this line, isn't it Gregory? Stunning just the same. I miss the ferry boat. Well, if you made the trip across as often as I do, you wouldn't. The bridge is not half an hour off the trip. Even so, I. Hey, look at that conversation. Why doesn't he stay in his own lane? He's an oozer. They drive me crazy. What's an oozer? Plenty of them on the road when they change lanes they never give a signal, they just ooze what the devil? Watch out, Gregory. He's weaving from side to side. Now he's pulling in toward the rail. He's going to stop. But you're not allowed yourself in the brim. You must be ill. I'm going to pull up behind him. Look, he's opened the car door. He's staggering toward the parapet. This looks like a suicide attempt. Come on, Sandy, get away from that parapet. That's too high a jump for you, my friend. Sandy, help me hold him. Right. Say, who are you? Gun. Yes, yes, a gun would be simpler. Come on, get in our car. We'll see you home. Greatly. I believe he's dead. Get into the car. Poor devil. I suppose his heart gave him his wish. And get into a doctor fast. We may be wrong. Oh, here comes a cop. Hey, you can't stop on the bridge. Get moving. We've got to get this man to a doctor. Officer, he's seriously ill. What about his car? You get his car cleared off the bridge, Officer. We'll call back when we get to the Oakland side and make our report. Okay, get moving. He is dead, Gregory. I. I'm sure of it. You find any identification on him? According to his wallet, his name is Harrison Travers and he's from Los Angeles. Anything in his pocket? Package of Chesterfield's room key from the hotel Barton. Oh, that one of those flea dumps on Church street, huh? What else? Sweet silver. Hello. What is it? A small glass vial. 70. Regulate. Smell it. Good Lord. Cyanide. Do you suppose he swallowed it as he stepped out of the car? Could be. As soon as we get across the bridge, we'll stop at the nearest doctor's and find out. And that's our story, Dr. Arnold. What explanation can you give, doctor? This is a fantastic case, gentlemen. You see that? The man talked of the gun, carried an empty cyanide vial, tried to jump off the bridge and apparently died of heart failure. That's right, Doctor. All very interesting, my friend. But this body happens to have been stabbed. Stabbed? What? He died from a sharp instrument piercing the chest near the heart. This gentleman is murdered. Back we head for the bridge to San Francisco with a corpse as a passenger just at the time we should be having a martini. Well, it's the only sensible thing to do, Gregory. The borderline between San Francisco and Alameda county runs right through the center of the bridge. The murder happened on the San Francisco side. So we hand a nice new corpse over to Lieutenant Magruder of Homicide, who hates me and probably wants to leave a word with. We can't take any chances, Gregory. We're mixed up in a murder case. True, true. But Magruder will probably say the guy was stabbed to death in my arms. I'll have a heck of a job proving he wasn't Magruder. Love to put the finger on me. Now, Gregory, I'm not going to allow you to get mixed up in this any further. Ah, but I am in it, Sandy, up to my chin. I've got to follow through to clear myself. But Dr. Arnold made that stabbing business perfectly clear, Gregory. A man with such a wound might easily think it a mere scratch. Walk around for an hour before he drops dead. The police surgeon will understand. I hope so. Did you call Mary? Yes, yes, I. I said we'd be back by 7:30. It's all right. I suppose you told her we just had to run a corpse back to the city. Yes. A wonderfully understanding girl, Mary. When she knows I'm with you, Gregory, she's prepared for anything. Oh, why are we stopping? Don't you see the damsel in distress teetering on the curb ahead of us? Damsel nothing. Damsels don't come rhyme. Oh, you must guard against being snobbish. Well, in any case, we've got a corpse in the. Liar. Oh, you'll say he's a bit under the weather. Hop in, young lady. There's room for three in front. I was beginning to think you'd never come along, Frank. I'm Penelope. Penny Substrate. My name's Kayla. And mine's Hood. What's wrong with your friend in the bar? Him? Huh? Oh, he doesn't feel very well. Oh, well, it's happened before. Don't you think it's a little dangerous for young girls to hit rides across the bridge? Don't worry, mister. Penny can take care of herself. I had a date at 7:15 and I just missed the train. I didn't want to wait. Well, I'm sure you didn't have to wait long for a ride. I didn't, but I'm choosy. Too many lone wolves on wheels. And when we slowed down. Penny. I suppose the natural honesty of our expressions decided you that you'd be safe with us. Say, you're pretty smooth. What's your other name, Mr. Hood? Gregory. I don't know how safe a girl would be with you, Gregory, but I bet you chore a good talent. I am reputed to have my moments, Penny. Gregory, don't you think it was Mr. Travers in the bank at Broderick. Oh, my hat. What happened to him that was blue off. Please stop and let me out. It's brand new. That's the trouble with these modern hats. They have no stamina. I'll go back and get it for you. Watch the traffic. Gregory, don't get out that side. Don't worry, Sandy. I never commit suicide on Monday. You climb out this way, I'll get out over a little bit. Oh, yeah, do. Thank you. I'll be back in a jiffy. Your friend Mike, what did he do? Do? Why, he's in the importing business. Oh, sounds so. Oh, look. What's this? Isn't that the Honolulu Clipper coming in? I don't see it. Goodbye, sucker. Come back here where I'll be standing. Andy, what happened? Penny stole our car and our Cay. Lieutenant Magruder is never going to believe this one. And that's our story, Lieutenant Maguda. And you're expecting me to believe it, I suppose. What did I tell you, Sandy? Listen, Mr. Hood, you're in the importing business. I keep my nose out of that kind of stuff. Why do you mix yourself up with a homicide case? I didn't, Magruder. It mixed itself up with me. Yeah, don't give me that. You think you're a hot shot detective? You're the smart boy who's always trying to show us up as a bunch of flat foot. Don't waste my time, Magruder. The San Francisco police force is one of the finest in the country. Why do you have to spoil the record? What do I have to do to make you realize there's been a murder? Show me a murdered man. But we had him. His corpse was in the stolen car. Sure, sure. And before he was stiff, you thought he was going to jump off the bridge. Then he had a heart attack. Then he was going to shoot himself. Then that he's poisoned himself. And finally a doctor told you he'd been nice. Yeah, to cap it all off, a blond babe steals your car. And your car. Who are you trying to kid? Well, I admit that it sounds unlikely, but it's true, Magruder. Prove it. How about the traffic cop who came up to us on the bridge? Yes, he drove the dead man's car way ahead of us. He must have sent in a report. Must he now? Well, I've checked the records and there hasn't been a traffic report from the bay Bridge since 4:00'. Clock. Now what do you say, Mr. Hood? That I'll prove it to you. Come on, Sandy. Come back on Saturday, Mr. Hood. It's my day Off. You see how much your law abiding instincts do for us, Sandy? Magruder doesn't believe us. And see what your chivalrous instincts did for us. Your damsel in distress runs off with your car and the evidence. Now we've got to follow this thing through to prove to Magruder that we're not nuts. You better call Mary and tell her it'll have to be a midnight snack. Okay, Gregory, but I don't see where we go from here. Luckily, I kept these three objects that were in the dead man's pocket. They're the only clues we've got. A hotel key, an empty vial and free silver pesos. Yeah, take the key first. Hotel Barton, room 207. All right, Sandy, that's our first spot of call. What a ghastly dump, Gregory. But as you see, service with an alleged smile. Oh, good evening. Where from? I'm so glad. I hope you stay that way. What do you want? To see Mr. Harrison Trevor? No, Travis here never was. But this key. 207. Good. Glad to have it back. Stolen from us months ago. Thanks. Bye. Who's living in that room? I am. Good night. You know, Gregory, I. I'm beginning to think that Magruder was right. That this whole business didn't happen after all. And I'm getting as obstinate as all get out. I didn't believe that hotel clerk, but I couldn't rest the room without a police warrant. And with Magrude in his present frame of mind, that wouldn't be the easiest thing to guess. Where are we headed? For now? The shop of my old friend Goldwasser along here somewhere. How can he help us? He's a coin dealer. The best in San Francisco. I want to ask him about these three silver pesos. Ah, here's a shot. Hello, Henrik. Gregory Hood. My dear boy, how good to see you. This is Mr. Sanderson's, Taylor. How do you do? Let's go into my room at the back. You can sit down and be comfortable there. How have you been, Heinrich? Fine, Gregory, fine. Heart's a better of a thing, you after this long time. So sit down. This a very special occasion. Perhaps you will join me in a little glass of thought, my friend. Hey, wonderful idea, Heinrich. We're in something of a jam. I'm hoping you can help us. Oh, I'll meet you. See what you can do, Mr. Taylor. Thank you. Now, Gregory, show me how I may help you. Henry, I want you to look at these silver pesos. Is there anything odd or rare? About them or any way we could trace their ownership? None. You're common enough coins, don't you? I have many such duplicate coins here. I will check this for weight. I will put one of your coins on the scale, though. And on the other scale? I will put one of my duplicate coins once I know to be genuine, though. And what did you find? The coin I gave you is much lighter. It must be counterfeit. I do not think so. Let me look at it through my glass. Oh, very ingenious. What is it, Ernest? This coin unscrewed. The hollow section inside, sir. There's a white powder inside. Dope. At last we know what we're up against. May I use your telephone, Heinrich? I forgot, my friend. So we're mixed up with a dope ring, Gregory. No doubt about it, Andy. Now perhaps I can make magruder nibble a little humble piece. Police headquarters on the side of the speaking magruder. This is Gregory Hood. It is, huh? Where are you? Goldwater's coin shop on Market. I've got some news for you, McGregor. And I've got some for you. We find your car deserted on Turk street with a corpse in it. Sure. Good. Then. Now perhaps you believe the thought. Only it wasn't the corpse you described. It was a nice fresh corpse by the name of Penelope Penny. Dead. Stay where you are, Hood. I'll be right over to arrest you on suspicion of murder. You'll hear the rest of tonight's story from the case book of Gregory Hood in just a second time. For me to mention that the only thing necessary to make a good dinner just perfect is to serve that good dinner with a good Petri dinner wine. With steak or chops or stew, and in fact with any meat or meat dish. You couldn't ask for a better companion than a glass of Petri California Burgundy. Petri Burgundy is a hearty, full bodied red wine. It's the very last word in wonderful flavor. If you're having fish or chicken for dinner, then you'd love Petri California Sauternes. Petri Sauternes is a delicately flavored, subtle white wine that your whole family will enjoy. Get a bottle of both Petri Burgundy and Petri Sauternes. It's bound to be good if it's Petri. Oh, Sandy, you certainly were in up to your ears that time. I guess you were able to talk yourself out of it with magruder. No, Harry. The more eloquent Gregory became, the more suspicious it seemed to make magruder. And I couldn't do anything to prevent Magruder booking him on suspicion of murder. You mean to say you were actually locked up? Yes, Harry. I landed in the jug with a resounding splash at just about the time a civilized man is warming his cockles with a good brandy. Stanley scurried off to get rid of habeas corpus. But for nearly an hour, I found myself in a cell adjoining a certain unhappy character named Joe. Poor Joe. I don't think he knew what to make of me. Joe showed a tipper. Hi, Joe. What's your handle? Matt McGee. You look slick. You want a childish mob? Oh, work I'm on. And what they thank you for, Sam? The words slice up my mall. You kidding? Kidding? You're talking to Sammy the Slicer. Ought to see what I did to Fanny, have her in 19 pieces. A surgeon couldn't have done a better job. Not as neat a slicing as I did on Aunt Agatha. Though I can still see her expression as I cut her head off. Look, I'm just a small time craft man. They shouldn't ought to put me next to you. Hey, Charlie, let me out of here. Hey, Office Joe, I'm gonna spring you. I'm gonna spring both of us. I don't want to go nowhere with you. Hey, Charlie. Lie down, Joe. I got a pineapple in my pocket. I'm gonna toss it out there in the aisle and blow this cooperation sky high. Don't do it. Thanks, Johnny. Come here. Sam, the slice is going to make a break. Get there away from him, will you? I stand in my constitutional right. A guy's got a right to be locked up. Nice and quiet. Your. Your attorney here, Mr. Hood. I am sorry it took so long, Gregory. Come on. It's a cozy little cell, but I don't want to overstay my welcome. Oh, so long, Joe. You Sergeant, the guy's a killer. And instead of playing at the llama. No bother, Mr. Hood. No, no. He's got the G down, this imagination. Did you get the car back? Landed? No, still being held as evident. Then we must grab a cab as fast as we can. There's a lot of unfinished business ahead of us. Fisherman's Wharf. Okay? Why Fisherman's Wharf, Gregory? I just put in a call to Herb Kane of the San Francisco Chronicle. He tells me there's a film company shooting night location there. How does a film company tie in with our little headache? It's simple. I'm looking for an act. Now, what's playing at the Geary Theater? A drawing room comedy. Yes, and there's a Costume musical at the current correct stage show at the Golden Gate is the dance band and singers, no actors, so that's out. Therefore, a film company. Get it? Absolutely and unequivocally, no. Very well. Let's work the case out backwards. Now, that'll be a great help. Why not sideways? Maybe my recent incarceration has made me a little stir crazy. Tell me how you figured the thing out so far, Sandy. Well, obviously, Travers, the man we found on the bridge, was mixed up with the dope gang and was probably killed in some internal quarrel. And exhibit number two, the late Penelope. Where did she fit in? I don't think that's a hard one. She was a member of the ring. They stationed her near the entrance to the bridge knowing that a man of your notorious susceptibilities would be bound to pick her up. Oh, indeed. Oh, yes, indeed. And then she stole the course. The hotel clerk was bribed to deny the murdered man's existence. And later they killed the girl to make things safer. Or maybe she wanted too much of a cut. Sandy, you're expelling yourself. Elementary, my dear Gregory. But I still don't see where an actor enters the picture. But surely you see who the killer is now, don't you? Well, I. I've read enough mystery stories to know that it must be the lsp, the least suspected person. You have that LSP tone in your voice, Gregory. But we have no met any LSPs unless it's Bold Water or Dr. Arnold. Remember, sand, that the original bridge episode was never reported. Nor was Travis Car turned in. Magruder told us that. So the traffic cop to whom we turned over Travis Car was a phony. And our killer? Probably he was tailing Travers to make sure he died, which he did. But we got away with the call. So he phoned for Penelope across the bay to stop us on the approach to the bridge on the way back. Now, who could, at a moment's notice, outfit himself as a traffic cop? Foreshadowing purposes. I get it, Gregory. An actor, right? An actor having a uniform for such a role. Here you are, Max. Fisherman's Wharf. Fine. Wait here for us, driver. We won't be a minute. Okay. Come on, Sandy. Hey, look at the crowds, Gregory. It's not surprising Hollywood's putting on a free outdoor floor show. You can't come any farther. Sorry. Oh, who's the director on the table? Picture Ochester Garland. I'm Bud Denton, second assistant. Can I help you? I hope so. You have an actor in this production who's playing a traffic cop. Yeah, funny you should ask that. He's been missing all day. So does motorcycles. And no answer from his hotel either. Do you happen to remember the name of his hotel? Yeah, Hotel Barton on Turk Street. And his name? Gun. Fred Gun. Fred Gun. Much obliged to you. Come on, family. You're welcome. Now it's clear, Sandy, the dying man's words meant not a weapon but a name. What? Fred's gun. Let's get back into our cab and go back to the Hotel Barton and visit with him. When I tell you there's no Fred Gun Ben living, and I tell you that he's still living in 207. Give us a pass key. You can't. No, but we're sending for them in a few minutes. You might as well keep yourself out of a bad mess. Here. Here's the pass key. And don't tie me up in anything. I just did what I was told. And what were you told, my friend? To say that I was living in 207. I didn't see any harm in that. We. We don't ask too many questions here. Is Fred's gun in his room now? Yeah. Came in an hour ago with some drunken boys that couldn't stand up. They were plastered as hoodie owls. That's both, Sandy. Right. Might as well walk up. It's only the second floor. I suppose if I were in this game professionally, I'd be carrying a gun, Sandy. I'd feel safer if you were, Gregory. Looks as if we've got a killer cornered in a rat hole. He might shoot before he asks questions. You know, Sandy, I don't want to be melodramatic, but you've got a wife and two children. I wish you'd go back and wait for me in the lobby. Nice of you, Gregory, but this is Hood company business. In any case, I. I don't want to miss the fun. You're a remarkably square man, Sandy. There are times when I'm quite fond of you. Here we are. 270. Going to knock. Uh, our only chance is to rush him. Hope the door isn't locked. Watch out, then. Yep. Done. Done. He's asleep on the bed. Take it easy, Gregory. We can tie him with the bed clothes. He doesn't need bedclothes, Sandy. He needs a shroud. He's dead. Smell this bottle of whiskey. It's been spiked with cyanide. Great Scott. Gregory, look. They're on the floor. The now familiar corpse of Mr. Travers. How it does get around. Oh, we're in a Serious jam now, Gregory. Knee deep in corpses and not a single suspect left. We don't need one. I know who murdered Gunn. And oddly enough, he's in the room now. Tequila. Where? In the closet? Closer than that, Sandy. Oh, now, look, Gregory, if you're gonna put the finger on me as the least suspected person is going too far, I won't stand for it. No, no, Sandy. Mr. Travers lying on the floor is the latest killer. You mean that the corpse is the murderer? Sure. Remember the empty cyanide vial? Before Travers was killed himself, he'd poisoned guns. Whiskey gun. Figured he'd stay sober until he'd retrieved Travis. Caught, he brought it back here, started to figure out how he was going to disport it. Exactly. He decided to take a slug of whiskey to help his thinking machinery. And so he died, murdered by his own victim. Oh, I see. And now I have a call to make. Elmwood 64222. Calling Lieutenant Magruder. Sure. This is going to be fun. Magruder and Homicide, please. After you're through, Gregory, I'll call Mary. We'll have one of her delicious rabbits, and you'll stay the night. It's a date. Magruder, this is Gregory Hood. Now, settle back in your chair and make yourself comfortable, because I've got a fairy story to tell you. Once upon a time, a couple of worthy citizens were driving across the Bay Bridge when the car in front of them started to weed. You will never believe this, Magruder. But, Gregory, that was a swell start. Very different, too. Yes, and I might say it almost marked the end of my beautiful friendship with. That was quite a twist, Gregory. The murderer being murdered by his victim. And I'd like to point out a moral, if you'll pardon my pointing. Oh, go right ahead. The story proves that you get what you give. And fortunately, that works for the best, too. Ah, quite a philosopher, aren't you? Just what you mean. Well, we all get what we give. Look, when you drop by my house, what do I give you? A warm welcome and a good dinner and, oh, a glass of Petri wine. Right. And when I visit you, I get Petri wine. Right again. And that's because we both know that Petri wine is a good wine. Petri wine has got to be good wine. Look at the long years of skill and experience that goes into its making. Why, the Petri family has been making wine for generations. Winemaking is their heritage. A heritage handed on down from father to son. From father to son. And don't forget, ever since the Petri family first went into business. They've watched over that business personally. Yes, the making of Petri Wine is a family affair and the Petri family has every intention of keeping it just that. So you know that the name Petri on a bottle of wine is more than a trademark. It's the personal assurance of the Petri family that Petri Wine is and always will be good one. Well, Gregory, to what page of your casebook are you turning next Monday? Next Monday, Harry, I'm going to tell you an odd story that concerns a San Francisco cable car, a rather unusual brunette and a blood stained hatchet. I call it the Black Museum. See you next Monday, Harry. The Case Book of Gregory Hood is written by Dennis Green and Anthony Boucher. Original music is composed and played by Dean Fossler. Mr. Gail Gordon plays the part of Gregory Hood and Sanderson Taylor is played by Mr. Bill Johnstone. The Petri Wine Company of the San Francisco, California invite you to tune in again next week, same time, same station. The Casebook of Gregory Hood comes to you from our Hollywood studio. This is Harry Bartel saying good night for the Petrie family for a solid hour of exciting mystery dramas. Listen every Monday on most of these Same stations at 8 o' clock to Michael Shane, followed immediately by the Casebook of Gregory Hood. This is the Mutual Broadcasting you just.
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Welcome back. Well, outside of yours truly, Johnny Dollar, I have to say it's probably been a while since we've had a case that that was that cleverly concocted. And to be honest, having listened to a lot of the Green and Boucher Sherlock Holmes, their Casebook of Gregory Hood actually seems better. Gale Gordon does a great job and we'll talk more about him. Like I said on Tuesday, but it's very interesting to see him in this role of the suave amateur detective, given that he's best known for parts like Lucille Ball's Boss on the Lucy Show. But like I said, more about him next Tuesday and I hope you enjoyed this series as much as I am. Alright, well, that will do it for today. Send your comments to box13@greatdetectives.net follow us on Twitter RadioDetectives and become one of our friends on Facebook facebook.com RadioDetectives From Boise, Idaho, this is your host Adam Graham signing off.
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