
Today's Mystery: Grainger is hired by a wealthy woman to break up her son's disfavoured romance, but complications ensue when the chauffeur is found poisoned. Original Radio Broadcast Date: 1956 or 1957 Originating from Australia Starring: Harp...
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Welcome to the Great Detectives of Old Time Radio from Boise, Idaho. This is your host, Adam Graham. In a moment, we're going to get into today's episode of Danger with Granger. But first, I do want to encourage you. If you're enjoying the podcast, please follow us using your favorite podcast software. You can support the show over through our PayPal link at support.greatdetectives.net thank you to RA for supporting the program. That way you can also become one of our ongoing Patreon supporters for as little as $2 per month at patreon.greatdetectives.net well, now it is time for the episode Hired Help.
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Sir, with Granger. Yes.
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I'm Nelly Peyton, the new maid. Oh, yes. I've been expecting you. Come in, please. I'm Mrs. Letterby. Glad to meet you, Mrs. Leatherby. Your quarters are on the third floor. I suggest that you take your bag upstairs and refresh yourself, then come down to my study. I'll Give you your instructions. Yes, Mrs. Letterby. Right away. It's the first door on the right. I'm sure you'll like it. Yes, Mrs. Leatherby.
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Hey, Millie. What are you doing here?
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Lois, I didn't know you worked here. Loud.
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What are you doing in this place?
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I got a job as a maid. Just think, we can be together.
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Get inside, Lewis.
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Act like you're mad or something.
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You tell anybody you knew me?
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Nobody asked me.
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Why'd you come around here anyway?
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I didn't know you were working here. You're the chauffeur for these people, aren't you?
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Yeah. Now listen. Don't tell anybody a thing, you hear?
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All right.
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Don't say you know me. Don't admit you ever saw me before. Understand?
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Yeah, but why?
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I'll fix it so we can meet downtown once in a while.
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I gotta beat it.
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I'll see you later, Lewis.
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You're not mixed up in something crooked. Don't talk, Louis. You're hurting me.
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You open that face and I'll do more than that. This is Steve Granger, private detective with a story about a fond mama who wanted to prevent a son making a misalliance only to find murder in her mainage. In just a moment I'll take you back to. This is Granger. It was August when vacations were the vogue and business was vaguer than an absent minded professor suffering from amnesia. I was suffering too, from the heat. Granger speaking.
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Mr. Granger, this is Mrs. Manfred Leatherby. I'd like to have you come out to my residence.
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What about, Mrs. Leatherby?
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It's a matter of such importance that I can't discuss it over the telephone. You shall be amply repaid for your time.
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Uh huh.
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You'll come out immediately?
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Why not? My best offer of the day. Mrs. Manfred Leatherby tossed me an exclusive address in Westchester. When I got there, I found the house with southern vintage with four white pillars, one of which turned out to be the butler. A minute later I was closeted with Mrs. Manfred Leatherby.
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I'm glad you were so prompt, Mr. Granger. This matter is very important to me. The girl is absolutely no good.
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What girl?
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Beverly Elkins, the girl that Dexter wants to marry. Dexter is my son.
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Do I gather that you want this marital venture broken up?
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I do.
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Does he have money?
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Only what I give him.
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Turn off the supply. That'll bring him round.
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Not Dexter. He's very strong minded. I want this girl investigated and I want to know where they go and what they do. I've already thought Out a scheme whereby you can be introduced into the house as a family friend. My husband Manfred can be found any afternoon in the city at the Sheepshead Hotel in the bar. It should be easy to strike up an acquaintance with him.
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Fine, fine. That's all I need. Good. Well, I might as well get right on my way. Who's that?
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Daunted like the maid? Oh, Mrs. Letterby. Mrs. Letterby. Billy, for heaven's sake. What's wrong? Mr. Chauffeur, he's lying on the floor of his room. What? Mrs. Letterby, I think he's dead.
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The young maid was right. When I found the chauffeur, there were no marks on him to indicate how he died. I did my duty and called the police. They arrived, went through the routine and took the body away. Then Mrs. Leatherby had one sentence for me.
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If you hurry back to Manhattan, Mr. Granger, you'll just be able to catch Mr. Leatherby.
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The bar at the Sheepshead Hotel was crowded to the cash registers with middle aged men, all of whom were healed like Rogers. I had an attendant point out Manfred Leatherby one hour later. We were the best of friends, Mr. Granger.
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Your stories of adventure are like wine to me.
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Thanks, Mr. Bellaby.
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You're a man who's extremely sophisticated from travel.
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You've been around. All I've done is play the stock.
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Market, finance a few enterprises and go home tired.
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No vacation? Oh, Europe last year, South America year before Orient a few times.
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But nothing like you've done.
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No? No.
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Look here, Granger, are you busy this evening?
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Oh, nothing too important.
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Well, how about coming home with me? You can be my guest for dinner. Like to have you spend the night, if you wish. Like you to meet my son, Dexter.
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Dexter? Yes, he's a. He's a fine boy. But Mrs. Letherby, she's making it tough for him.
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Won't let him get married.
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That's too bad.
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You come along with me. You got 12 guest rooms.
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Might as well use one. By luring Manfred Leatherby into the invitation, I'd be able to appear in front of his son Dexter as a guest of his father's. That'd make my job of looking after him a little easier. But at the Sheepshead Hotel, I picked up an overnight bag headed for Westchester. The door was opened by the maid who'd found the chauffeur's body.
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Oh, good evening, Mr. Leatherby. Good evening. Millie Goody just came to work for us recently. Oh, Millie, take Mr. Granger's bag up to let Me see to my guest room. The green and purple one? Yes, yes, of course, sir. Right away. I'll introduce you to my wife and.
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Then show you your room. Mrs. Leatherby's act as though she'd never met me till tonight was well done. She broke the news of the chauffeur's death to her husband. Then he conducted me to the door of my room and left me to freshen up. This was my guest room, done in a bilious purple and a green so fervent it was overwhelming. Had a large bed, comfortable chairs and an occupant, a young maid, Millie. Oh, well. But isn't the little maid.
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Yes, sir.
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See, you've hung up my things. Very nice.
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Thank you.
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So you've unpacked my bag, too. Very nice.
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Thank you.
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See, you went through it pretty thoroughly, too. Come here.
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Don't, mister. Don't hurt me.
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Why'd you search my stuff?
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I was afraid.
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You're afraid, so you go through my bag? Do you suppose I got in my pockets? Mouse traps?
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I didn't mean that, mister. I'm scared on account of Lewis, the chauffeur who was murdered.
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How do you know he was murdered?
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But he wouldn't kill himself. We were too happy.
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What's this wee business?
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Lewis and I, we're married.
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This came as a bit of a shock, this news of the marriage between the dead chauffeur and the very live, very pretty young maid, Lily Peyton. I stared at her. Stared so hard that she got more nervous than ever.
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Why are you looking at me like that?
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How long has Lewis been working here?
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About a year, I guess. He never told me where he worked.
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But he got you the job here?
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No, Nora, I didn't even know he was here. I used my maiden name.
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Who did get you the job?
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A girl told me about it.
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What girl?
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Her name. Bennett. Eloise Bennett.
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Sorry, Mrs. Letterby. I know it's not a good hour to call. That sounds like the police. I'll take this up with you later. I hate to disturb you, Mrs. Latherby, but it's about that chauffeur of yours who died.
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What is it?
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Just how did it happen and where? Well, Lieutenant Mike Harding himself. Oh, no, not you, Granger. What's a homicide man doing way out in the country?
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Mr. Granger, do you know this officer?
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We've met before, Mrs. Leatherbee. Granger. Were you around when the chauffeur died?
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Yep.
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You remember? There were no marks on him. And the doc's verdict was that he died by poison. Self administered. Well, we got a telephone call at headquarters telling us to investigate the chauffeur's death, saying it was obviously a murder. If we can discover the truth. Who made the call? Man or woman? Voice was disguised. I called the local boys. They asked me to come out here. Mother, I'm terribly sorry I'm late, but the convertible had a flat tire and. What's wrong?
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This is my son, Dexter. Steve Granger. And the name again, please?
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Harding. Lieutenant Mike Harding. A New York homicide.
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Oh, yes, I'd forgotten.
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Hey, what's the police officer doing out here?
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I'll explain later. Get ready for dinner.
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All right, Mother, just as you like. Granger, I want to talk to you.
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I shall leave. I'm not interested in your conversation.
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Thanks. Now, Granger, why are you here? Ordinary job. Mother is worried that the wrong girl will marry Little Dexter. Little Dexter stands at least 6 4. Looks like a heavyweight champion. And you call him Little Dexter? First time I ever saw him. For a mother's chatter, you'd think he was undernourished. Heaven forbid. I told Lieutenant Harding about the maid. What she told me. I want him to go easy on her since the little kid was on the verge of hysteria. Then I went into dinner. Manfred Leatherby was chatting away to his son. Mrs. Leatherby sat at the head of the table, as formidable as an aircraft carrier.
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Dexter, stop eating so fat.
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Mother, I'm in a hurry. Better do as you might have suggest, Dexter. Sorry, but I've got an appointment. I'm late now.
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You're not going out with that girl again.
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Dexter, wolf down two pounds of meat, three baked potatoes, a large patch of lettuce and tomatoes and got out of there. Mrs. Leatherby tossed me a knowing eye, but I leaned back for one second. Then I made an excuse to manfred leatherby.
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But, Mr. Granger, one never goes to bed this early, not even in the country.
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I'm very tired, Mr. Leatherby. I'd like to get some rest.
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Let the man go to bed, Manfred. I'll pay some backgammon with your. Oh, I mean, yes, dear.
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I got out of the station almost as soon as Dexter. I sat one car in back of him. So I meet the girl at a quiet cocktail lounge in New York. Later, I watched them being seated in a more quiet eating place on the east side. The girl was neither homely nor beautiful. She was just another girl. I ordered something and made a mistake. I let Dexter get a look at me. Ten minutes later, he loomed over me, as big as a house. Stone house. Well, Mr. Granger, I thought you were at the house in the country. Yeah, I was, Dexter, but I got a call. Had to get back to town. Meeting a man shortly. Oh, too bad. I thought you'd join my fiance, Beverly Elkham, and me. Where? Over there. Oh, Seth, where are you sitting? I didn't even notice. If you've got a minute, come over. I'll introduce you. I'm sorry, but I have to leave. I'll be seeing you. Don't stay out too late. I never do. Wait, wait. I'll walk you to the door. I walked along with the young man, feeling like a tug in tow by a steamer. When we got to the door, his demeanor switched. I'll step out with you for a second. Don't get a caveat, Dolman. Now, Granger. Yeah? Don't bother snooping around after me, understand? I'm old enough to take care of myself. I'm not snooping around. Look, big shot, don't try to fool me. I know what you're up to. I know that Mother hired you. What, you want to take on my report to Mother? Well, See this? It's your fist. So what? So if you don't want it smashing up your nose, keep it out of my business. The boy held up a fist in front of my face, and its size was not calculated to inspire contempt. Was as big as a ham and looked twice as meaty. I don't mind running the normal risks of my profession, but at that moment, Dexter Leatherby didn't bear any resemblance to a normal risk. He looked more like a nasty rampage. After throwing me a final glare of dislike, Dexter Leatherby went back into the restaurant. I decided there was no point in standing on the pavement shivering at the prospect of what the hulking youngster might do to me while on my way to the apartment of Cal Hendricks, my newspaper friend. Steve, my boy, you look as preoccupied as a bride over a first biscuit. I've been up to visit the Ultra. Ultra Manfred Leatherby. Oh, in that pseudo Southern baronial estate of theirs. But cook some. Dexter is gadding around with a girl he wants to marry. Mama wants to mix it. Dexter is just a big bear. I know. He just waved his paw in my face. He's quite a boy. Around town. Had quite a long run with a nightclub singer. Eloise Ben. Say that again. Eloise Ben. Where's she live? I don't know, but there's a man who might locate her. Name's Norman. Runs the Ship's grill over on 10th Avenue. Yes, I'll step over to the ship's grill. Take along an anchor or you'll drift quiet or I'll stink you. This was the ship's grill. It resembled a ship, like a motorcycle resembles a Cadillac. I looked for the ship's grill captain and found him leaning down at the end of the bar. You were looking for me? Yeah. I'm Steve Granger. When I ask you a question, you're the private eye. What's the snoopack? Oh, nothing much. Just like to know where Eloise Benaret is. What do you want, a floor? She knew Dexter Leatherby. She also recommended a maid to the Leatherbys. That's not all. Go on. Okay, here it is. Dexter wants to marry some gal named Beverly Elkin. She's a society bud. But the bloom isn't big enough for mama, and the old lady wants it killed. Yeah. Where's Eloise fit into this? I don't know. I'd like to find out. Here, I'll write down an address. Go there. Maybe you can do yourself some good. Who are you, Mr. Fella trying to get along.
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Well, get along down the hole. Take your foot out of the door.
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I want to talk to you about Dexter Leaf.
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What about him? And who are you? I seen you around.
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I'm Steve Granger.
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Oh, yes, the snooper. You knock these days instead of peering through keyholes, eh?
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I want to ask you something. How come you told a kid named Millie to get a job with the Leatherbeats? Because you knew her husband was their chauffeur and she didn't.
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Why should I talk to you?
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If you'll read the paper, you'll find that Lewis, the chauffeur, is dead. Poisoned.
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Oh, no.
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Care to talk?
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I. I sent Millie out there for the job. I wanted her in the house. I wanted her to find out something for me.
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What? Police. Are you all right?
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I think so.
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Stay away from the window. There's no sign of him. I entered the front window and ran.
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He shot at me, Granger, and I felt the bullet. He wanted to kill me.
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Who?
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I. I don't know.
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Get your stuff. Let's get out of here. I waited while Eloise Bennered got some things together and we headed towards the front door. As I opened it, I found an unpleasant shock in front of me. Its name was Lieutenant Harding. Well, well, Granger. You were around. Every time a shot is fired in New York. You're too complimentary. Lieutenant Harding. Who's this? Eloise Bennett. Oh, yeah, the singer. What happened? Somebody threw a slug at her. Why? Please, Mike. I'm no mind reader, Granger. I thought you were following young Leatherby around, trying to break up that romance. What are you doing in midtown Manhattan with a singer?
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Just a second. Did you say romance with young Leatherby? What romance?
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Some girl named Beverly Elkin. Why?
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Nothing.
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Were you mixed up with young Wetherby too?
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I.
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Lieutenant, suppose you take Ms. Bennert into protective custody. Why? Because you look so charming when you're protected. Granger, if this is another of your famous gags, your next job will be for the state pension. Permanently, I hope. Up the river I got Eloise Venner at his side. Whispered to her to say nothing. Watched Harding pander into the police car and drive off. I went back to Norman's Ship's grill. I was slightly furious. Eloise Granger. You pulled a smart caper, Norman Caper. You tipped me on Eloise Bennett's address. And either you or a pal follows me. You listen to what I've got to ask. Why the gun act? The shot at Eloise threw the wind.
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Shot?
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What are you talking about? What happened to Eloise? Somebody tried to put her away. Where is she? And police had caught us under protective custody. You tell him the truth. Call Lt. Harding and make sure. Lucky for you, she didn't get hurt. Why? Because Eloise Ben happens to be my sister. Your sister? Yeah. Norman, how'd you find out that Lewis was killed up at the Leather's place? Millie called and I. So little maid tipped you off? I didn't say that. Then you called police headquarters and just mentioned that Lewis's death could have been murder, not suicide. It was you, Norman, wasn't it? I thought I was right. Then who is the killer? I'm not talking, Ranger. I'm not saying a thing. I tried to get another word out of Norman for 10 minutes, then gave it up and called Lieutenant Harding on the phone. He agreed to send a car up and take the bar owner in for questioning. I said I'd come along. I wanted a word with Norman's sister, Eloise.
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Granger. What is this all about? Why did you have me brought down here and locked up?
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Because I didn't want you hurt, Eloise. Now, I want to ask you something. Why did you get that funny expression on your face when I mentioned a romance between Dexter Leatherbee and Beverly Elkins?
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Did I?
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Stop putting on the innocent act.
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I don't remember any expression on my face, Ms. Benner.
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It mixed up in a killing. You realize that somebody tried to put you away because you must know something about it. Do I? You got to maid Millie her job near her husband. Why?
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All right, I'll tell you. Lewis was up to something. I wanted to find out what it was, but I never did.
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That was all. The girl with Tony. I went back to Harding's office and found him grim faced and angry. Norman wouldn't answer any kind of question. Merely said he'd take care of his own business his own way. A police officer could get into the Record Bureau. And Harding did after I suggested something. Then we got a prowl car out of the garage and drove off to the Leatherby place. I hope you're right, Granger. Yes, so do I. How are you going to get into the house? Wake up the butlers. You crazy? You'll wake up everybody. You forget I'm a guest here. The butler was still up, remembered me and let me in. But instead of going to my own room, I headed for the one occupied by the maid. Millie. Mrs. Granger. Don't make a sound. Millie.
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What do you want?
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Close the door.
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That's Mrs. Letterby.
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Never mind Mrs. Letterby. I want to know something about you, Millie.
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What?
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Why did you go through my bag? Because you knew Lewis was up to something. Because you thought I was either a gangster or a cop.
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I was afraid of you.
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And you warned your husband Lewis, didn't you? Not to go through with what he was doing. Tell me the truth.
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Yes. What was he doing when I walked into his room? He was writing a note. I flipped it off the desk.
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Where is it?
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I destroyed it.
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Was written to Dexter. Did it ask for money?
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Yes.
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Is that what Eloise wanted you to find out?
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Yes. Yes it was.
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I told the girl to stay where she was, went downstairs and let in Lieutenant Harding. We made one cautious phone call to Dexter's love, Beverly Elkin. Then we woke up Mr. And Mrs. Letterby.
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Mr. Granger. What is the meaning of this? I really don't think you should wake us at this hour.
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Mrs. Letterby. You employed me to see that your boy Dexter wouldn't marry Beverly elkin.
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Well.
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And Mrs. Leatherbee, I'm happy to say that Dexter won't marry her.
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Really?
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Because he's been married for some time to a girl named Eloise Benneret.
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Dear me.
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Dexter's in trouble too. It looks like he was the one who poisoned the chauffeur. Lewis. Lewis was blackmailing him, but he couldn't have it. It's also possible he shot at his own wife tonight. Afraid she might reveal that they're secret all of another goat chips. Pleasant Editing. It's also possible he shot at his own wife tonight. Afraid she might reveal their secret to me.
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That's incredible.
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Mr. Granger, where is Dexter now?
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I. I don't know.
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At him. Granger. Come in, Dexter. The police and I want to talk to you. The police? He's cramming. Come on, Huddy. Wonder which way it went. It certainly dropped out of sight. Hey, there he goes. Over to that other place. It's one of those big houses. Looks like it's been closed. Look. Running up on the porch. Look out, creature. He's gone inside. Hey, this place is rotten with age. Hold it. You got a light? Yeah. Shine it up those stairs. Okay. Dexter, Come back down and we'll shoot. Come and get me. You're under arrest. Come on. Come down, honey. Look at that stairway. It's giving way.
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Next year. Look out.
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When the rotting stairs in the old house broke apart, Dexter Leatherby fell from the second floor right through to the cement floor of the basement. He lived long enough to confess the poisoning of Lewis the chauffeur and shooting at his own wife, Eloise. Coroner was summoned and Lt. Harding took care of the details. I bumped into him a few days later. It played young Dexter's death down. Granger. No sense in hurting his parents and nice people. He took it hard enough as it was. That Eloise Bennerett, she took it well, too. She and her brother filled in the details. Well, that is that, Lieutenant. Including your fee that I presume, flew out the window. You Steve Granger? Yeah. Special message service. Fine. Here. Thanks. Something interesting? It's from Mrs. Leatherby. Oh. Remember your crack about my fee flying out the window? So buying this check, I'd say just flew in the door. Steve Granger again. You've just heard one of the most interesting cases in my files. I'll have another one for you, so be around next time. Progressive knows we all crave validation.
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Girl, you are not 37.
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I would have guessed 27.
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You guys are too sweet.
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Sure. Dewy skin. Terrific.
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Is something wrong, Ned?
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Welcome back. Well, once again, audio issues aside, I thought this was a really good mystery, particularly operating within the time limits that it had as a syndicated show. The only thing that was a bit off was the attempt at some sort of ribbing from the police foil at the end. That just did not work because the question of Granger getting paid really wasn't one Now I will say that in cases where people hire the private detective and the detective proves that they were the murderer, you kind of expect that they won't pay because one, they're not happy with being judged the murderer, two, they have the ethics of someone who committed murder, and three, the fact is that they are now in so much legal trouble that the detective really can't do a whole lot to them and it's kind of a waste of everyone's time to even pursue it. When it comes to a case where the detective just finds out something that the client doesn't like, whether they like it or not, they are going to pay up because the money is owed. They have reputation, they have credit, they have a place in the community. So yeah, they are going to pay the detective in those cases. Unless in general they're the type of person who sniffs people. One other brief note, and this may be one of those nitpicky, nerdy sort of things that only I care about, but some people may notice that when they search for this series online, they will often find it spelled quite differently than what we use here in terms of the character's last name. We spell it G R A I N G E R. But there are many signs and maybe the plurality that spell the character's name without the I. I was going with the spelling with the I, but Andrew and I were kind of going back and forth on it because there were a lot of sites where it was spelled without the I. And I found it was almost, you know, this site said with an I. That site said without an I. Who actually was right, and I can't say 100% for sure. I pulled up newspapers.com and the newspaper ads for when the series aired and sometimes it had with an I and sometimes it had without an eye. Ultimately we came down on the side of with an I because I found an Australian government report listing all of the old time radio programs in Australia that was put put out by a government agency there, the National Film and Sound Archive, and they listed it as spelled with an I. Could they be wrong? Yes, but it's about as definitive as we could get. So for now it is Granger with an Eye. Listener comments and feedback. Now we go to YouTube with a comment from Saysoft regarding the episode of the Falcon. The Case of the Big Fix. Oh man, you beat me to the Blue Nash joke. Well, saysoft, you and I think one other person at least on YouTube, were kind of carrying the whole Blue Nash thing for the run of the Falcon. And I guess to quote the great Jimmy Durante, everybody wants to get in on the act. But thanks so much. I do appreciate all of the Blue Nash observations. And the whole Blue Nash thing is another reason to hope that someday we get more episodes of the Falcon just to see how far that whole Blue Nash situation goes. Alright, well, now it is time to thank our Patreon supporter of the day. And I want to thank Bruce, patreon Supporter since July 2022, currently supporting the podcast at the Detective Sergeant level of $7.14 or more per month. Thanks so much for your support, Bruce. And that will do it for today. If you're enjoying the podcast, please follow us using your favorite podcast software. And if you're enjoying the podcast on YouTube, be sure to like the video, subscribe to the channel and mark the notification bell. We will be back next Monday with another episode of Danger with Granger. But join us back here tomorrow for.
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Charlie Chan where It's the Strangest thing Inspector.
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I don't know what to make of it. John. Well, he hadn't been doing well lately. And two months ago he came home and told me he'd got a good job, a chance to start engineering work down in Texas. Well, he. He left home and it all seemed true. He wrote every week, wonderful romantic letters and sent money. And I was happy. Until I went to the library this morning.
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Source of Greek, please.
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I was looking through an old novel in the library. I found that all my husband's romantic letters, all the details of the people he was meeting and the work he was doing was taken out of that novel. Holy smoke. I've got the novel and some of John's letters here. You can compare them. I've marked the passages in the book. Hmm, that's most strange. The envelopes are postmarked Texas. And I'd waited. White Fox. Yes. I thought maybe John was being held. Maybe he was in some kind of trouble and whoever had got him was sending the letters to.
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This episode features the Golden Age radio drama Danger with Grainger, titled "Hired Help." Private detective Steve Granger is hired by a wealthy matriarch, Mrs. Manfred Leatherby, to investigate and prevent her son Dexter from marrying a woman she deems unsuitable. The supposed domestic trouble soon deepens into a case of blackmail, murder, and family secrets, as Granger unearths a suspicious death among the household staff and untangles a web of relationships with help from the police and his own investigative prowess.
[05:04]
"The girl is absolutely no good." – Mrs. Leatherby [05:24]
[03:01–06:30]
"Lewis and I, we're married." – Millie Peyton [09:35]
[07:27]
[10:21]
"The doc's verdict was that he died by poison. Self-administered." – Lt. Harding [10:37]
[12:41–15:40]
"Look, big shot, don't try to fool me. I know what you're up to." – Dexter Leatherby [13:58]
[15:40–18:00]
"I wanted her in the house. I wanted her to find out something for me." – Eloise Bennett [17:39]
[17:45]
[21:19–23:39]
"Because he's been married for some time to a girl named Eloise Benneret." – Granger [24:04]
[24:30–25:59]
[26:00–27:00]
"No sense in hurting his parents; they're nice people." – Lt. Harding [26:26]
On Motherly Interference:
"She’s making it tough for him. Won’t let him get married." – Manfred Leatherby [07:40]
Dexter's Threat:
"See this? It’s your fist. So what? So if you don't want it smashing up your nose, keep it out of my business." – Dexter Leatherby [14:24]
Revelation of Secret Marriage:
"Because he's been married for some time to a girl named Eloise Benneret." – Steve Granger [24:04]
Detective’s Philosophy:
“I don’t mind running the normal risks of my profession, but at that moment, Dexter Leatherby didn’t bear any resemblance to a normal risk.” – Steve Granger [15:20]
End Commentary (on getting paid):
"Remember your crack about my fee flying out the window? So buying this check, I’d say just flew in the door." – Steve Granger [27:09]
[27:46]
For mystery fans or newcomers, this episode exemplifies the blend of suspense, character interplay, and Golden Age radio atmosphere that defines The Great Detectives of Old Time Radio.