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Captain Hugh Trevelyan
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Mrs. Fowler
Turn out your legs.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Turn them out. Good evening. Come in, won't you? What's the matter? Surely you're not nervous for that to be calm, I think. Restored, we are meant to call from out of the past. Stories, strange and weird. Tales of mystery and terror by radio's masters of the MAA Stories of the supernatural, the supernormal. Dramatized the mystery of the unknown. We tell you this.
Mrs. Fowler
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Captain Hugh Trevelyan
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Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
series to turn off your.
Podcast Host
Welcome back to the horror. We've got a story from the CBS Radio Mystery Theater this week. Series that debuted in 1974, aired until 1982, produced 1,399 original stories. One we'll hear today is from July 22, 1981. It's titled Toy Death.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
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Tony Parker
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Captain Hugh Trevelyan
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Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
The CBS radio Mystery Theater presents. Come in.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Welcome.
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
I'm E. G. Marshall. Today's mystery theater offering is called Toy Death. It involves a doll. Essentially, a doll is a figure in human form intended for a child. Probably the oldest plaything in the world. But dolls are also found in catacombs in graves dating thousands of years before Christ. They have meanings and powers almost opposite. In one country, a doll is a wedding gift. In another, it is very unlucky, worshiped, feared, played with. A doll has been all things to all people.
Tony Parker
Good lord, will you look at that?
Mrs. Fowler
It's a primitive doll. Ugly thing. I'd toss it into the fire if I were you.
Tony Parker
I wouldn't, Mrs. Fal.
Mrs. Fowler
Why not? Why wouldn't you burn it?
Tony Parker
I wouldn't dare.
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
Our mystery drama TR was adapted from a story by Algernon Blackwood, especially for the mystery theater. By James Agate, Jr. And stars Christopher Tabori and Patricia Elliott. I shall return shortly with act one. India, where this account begins and ends, is a land of contradictions. Extreme poverty and untold wealth. Deep spiritualism and superstition. Monkeys and cows eat while people starve. Roads are impassable, yet trains are crowded not only for business, but those carrying the bones of a loved one to a sacred river.
Tony Parker
Contrast.
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
Incongruous, yet accepted. And in England, a young girl who has the mark of India on her cries out in fear ridden sleep.
Isabella Trevelyan
No. Don't. Don't. Bab. You can't.
Tony Parker
Don't.
Isabella Trevelyan
Where are you? I can't find you. I can't see you. Daddy. Where are you? Upstairs. Oh, a nightmare.
Mrs. Fowler
A Nightmare again. Oh, that was the worst. Oh, how long am I going to keep having them?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Is it better?
Isabella Trevelyan
Clear?
Mrs. Fowler
So real. But it's not real. It never happened. I never saw it happen.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Isabella, are you all right?
Isabella Trevelyan
Yes, Father, I'm all right, thank you.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
I heard you from upstairs, screaming.
Mrs. Fowler
It was only a nightmare.
Tony Parker
Goodness.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Mind if I sit down a moment? No, better than that. Let me open the windows. Let the smell of the garden come in. It's awfully warm in here. You really gave me quite a start.
Mrs. Fowler
I put my robe on and come sit by the window next to you.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Shall I turn up the gas mantle so we won't sit in the dark?
Isabella Trevelyan
No, no.
Mrs. Fowler
There's light enough from that little slice of moon in the stars. Isn't it bright in the garden?
Tony Parker
Yes.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Take the rocking chair, dear.
Mrs. Fowler
No, I'll sit on the floor.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
All right. I might as well live. This rocker was always your favorite chair.
Mrs. Fowler
I know, Father.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
She made me bring it back here to England. I can see her now, rocking back and forth, making little doll's clothes in our garden in Calcutta. Remember? Right under the big banyan tree.
Mrs. Fowler
Can we please not talk about Mother?
Tony Parker
Not.
Mrs. Fowler
Please, Father.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
I've noticed that when you need me, when you're frightened, you call me Daddy as you used to when you were little. Otherwise, it's Father.
Mrs. Fowler
Well, which do you prefer?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
What I really prefer is to know why you keep having these terrifying nightmares.
Mrs. Fowler
I don't know.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Certainly terrifying to me. When I hear you cry out like that, my heart literally stops absolutely cold as though I were dead for an instant.
Mrs. Fowler
I'm truly sorry, Father. I don't know why it happens. It's getting so that I. I'm almost afraid to go to bed at night.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
I have asked you before, but what
Tony Parker
is it you dream?
Mrs. Fowler
You must know that I can't tell you that. I just can't.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
All right. Maybe someday you will.
Mrs. Fowler
Father?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Yes?
Mrs. Fowler
What did Mother die of?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
I'm not exactly sure, and I don't think anyone else is. The doctors in India didn't know.
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
That's why we brought her back here.
Mrs. Fowler
At night, in this room. Sometimes. Sometimes I feel she's still alive and trying to tell me something.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
I wish it were true. She loved you, Isabella. Well, now we've had our little talk do you feel as though you could close your eyes? I know I do. Tony Parker is coming in at 9 tomorrow morning ready to take dictation. I shall need sleep to have my wits about me.
Mrs. Fowler
Of course you do, Father. How are the memoirs coming?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Slowly. Very slowly. Tony is helping me organize the material. And I've only just begun the actual writing. Oh, dear, I'm tired.
Tony Parker
I need sleep.
Mrs. Fowler
Well, you go upstairs and get it. If I can't settle down, I'll play with my dollies.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Why can't you call it your doll collection? I wish you wouldn't use those childish words. You're a grown up woman of 20. Well, I'm going. It certainly is bright here. It's like living in the garden.
Mrs. Fowler
That's what I love about it. Besides it having been Mother's room.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
You think you can go back to bed now?
Mrs. Fowler
Yes, I'm all right. You go along upstairs. And I'm sorry to have awakened you.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
That's what I'm here for. See you in the morning, Isabella. Have a good night's rest, dear. What's left of it.
Mrs. Fowler
Mother. Mother. He's gone. You are over there, aren't you, Mother? Sitting as you always did in your favorite rocking chair. I was sure you would come because of the new moon. It wasn't just a dream. Was did happen. What am I going to do now? There's no way to prove anything. If I said to anyone, did you know my father was the one? Well, if I said that to anyone, they'd have me put away, wouldn't they? Wouldn't they? Mother? Mother, what are we going to do about him?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Tony, how far did we get yesterday with the memoirs and. Just a moment. Is that you, Mrs. Fowler?
Mrs. Fowler
Yes, Captain Trevelyan.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Well, don't stand there on the door of my study. Please come in.
Mrs. Fowler
Was there anything you'd like me to do?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Where is our morning tea, Mrs. Fowler? Parker's been here since nine and no tea.
Mrs. Fowler
Oh, I'm just bringing it up, sir. We had a little problem downstairs that I. I didn't get to it.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
What problem? Why wasn't I told?
Mrs. Fowler
We didn't wish to disturb you, sir.
Tony Parker
Well, you have.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
So, what was it this morning?
Mrs. Fowler
Shortly before 7. You know, my room is right next to Ms. Isabella's. I heard someone trying the French doors from the outside, so I opened my window and I shouted, go away. And this man, Well, I couldn't really make him out. It just buzzed off.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Well, if you see this prowler again, call the police.
Mrs. Fowler
I shall.
Tony Parker
Good enough. We'll tea then.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
As soon as you can, Mrs. Fowler.
Mrs. Fowler
Yes.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Now, Tony, I've. I've looked over what you wrote down yesterday, but I have a feeling there was something else I mentioned as you were going.
Tony Parker
Just a paragraph. I took it home to type up, sir. Let's see. Something about. Yes? Your first encounter with a cobra. In Delhi, you said. There it was a six foot long cobra eyeing me as I walked in the door. I moved to the right, it moved to the right, I moved to the left.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Strike all that.
Tony Parker
What?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Cross it out, leave it out.
Tony Parker
Oh, but that could be a very exciting, extraordinary part of your recollection, sir. I think you're making a big mistake, if I may say so, Mrs. Fowler.
Mrs. Fowler
Yes, come in, Mr. Parker.
Isabella Trevelyan
The kitchen door's open.
Mrs. Fowler
I'm just about to scramble up some eggs for everyone's lunch.
Tony Parker
He's gone out.
Mrs. Fowler
A captain? Without eating?
Tony Parker
Yes. Someone called him on the phone and Captain said he'd be over right away, which meant I was dismissed and won't be required until tomorrow. So I thought I'd come in and tell you.
Mrs. Fowler
Well, you're not going all the way back to Oxford on an empty stomach. Oh, there goes the bell. Someone's at the front door.
Isabella Trevelyan
I'll get it, Mrs. Fowler.
Mrs. Fowler
All righty, Ms. Isabella. Are you married, Mr. Parker?
Tony Parker
I know I never have been.
Mrs. Fowler
I just wondered if you'd taken any notice of Ms. Trevelyan.
Tony Parker
Oh, I have, yes. Very attractive girl. Woman?
Mrs. Fowler
She's 20.
Isabella Trevelyan
Really.
Tony Parker
Sometimes she acts rather. Well, rather young, I'd say.
Mrs. Fowler
Well, only about her. Dolly.
Tony Parker
Oh, please, please. I wince whenever I hear that word. She had to say anything at all. I. I prefer just to say collection. It's a bit young, you know.
Mrs. Fowler
And how old are you? 31 and never married.
Tony Parker
Too busy trying to earn my living as a writer.
Mrs. Fowler
Oh, so you write too?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
To afford it.
Tony Parker
I've become a stenographer for wealthy clients. Like Captain Trevelyan, to whom writing is a hobby.
Mrs. Fowler
So that's what you think of my father's memoirs. A hobby.
Tony Parker
Excuse me, Ms. Trevelyan. I've told him as much.
Mrs. Fowler
What's in that little parcel you have there, dear? The strangest thing happened just now, you
Isabella Trevelyan
know, when I went to answer the
Mrs. Fowler
door, there was this tall, very handsome man. He looked just like the Sikhs one sees in the. In the East Punjab. Was he dark? Did he wear a turban?
Isabella Trevelyan
Yes, he did.
Mrs. Fowler
That's the man. The man who's been hanging about this house since early morning. And he said, is this the house of Captain Hugh Trevelyan? And I said, yes, it is. And then he handed me this parcel I looked at. Has no name on it, who it was to or from or anything. And when I looked up, he'd gone. Vanished.
Tony Parker
Well, I wonder what's in it.
Mrs. Fowler
I have no idea.
Tony Parker
Why didn't you open it?
Mrs. Fowler
You don't think it's for my father?
Tony Parker
I'd say you're as much part of the House of Trevelyan as your father is.
Mrs. Fowler
Now. Here are the scissors. Come on. Now, give me that parcel.
Tony Parker
No, no, wait.
Mrs. Fowler
What's the matter? I don't know.
Tony Parker
I just had the strangest sensation.
Mrs. Fowler
Tony, you too, did you, Isabella? Yes, a kind of, well, emanation. I can't explain it exactly. What is the matter with you two? Are we going to open the silly package or aren't we? In a moment. Can you describe that feeling, Tony?
Tony Parker
Well, let's see if I can simply. You know, Isabella, the classical language of the Hindus is Sanskrit. And our word divine comes from a Sanskrit root meaning radiance.
Mrs. Fowler
Radiance. Yes. Yes, I felt that, too. You see?
Tony Parker
It's nothing to be afraid of. It was rather pleasurable, wasn't it? I think we should go ahead and open it and see what's inside. Good Lord, will you look at that?
Mrs. Fowler
Yes, it's a doll. A primitive doll.
Tony Parker
Yes, but not a child's doll. More like a fetish with a wax face and a body of straw.
Mrs. Fowler
Ugly thing. I'd toss it into the fire if I were you.
Tony Parker
No, I wouldn't do it.
Mrs. Fowler
I don't think it's ugly at all. It's beautiful. How could anybody make a thing like that for a child to play with?
Tony Parker
It's not a child's toy.
Mrs. Fowler
A doll like that would frighten the wee thing half to death.
Isabella Trevelyan
It's hideous.
Mrs. Fowler
How can you say that? I love it. Well, what's it good for, Doctor? Me, I'd do away with it.
Tony Parker
I'd be very careful.
Mrs. Fowler
You wouldn't burn it?
Tony Parker
I wouldn't dare.
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
Dolls have played a strange role in some religions. Certain ones are said to contain spirits which can influence human actions. However, isn't it possible that the sender of this odd gift simply knew that Isabella, as had her mother before her, collected dolls? And Tony, is he not perhaps finding something sinister in an object merely primitive? I shall return shortly with perhaps a few clues and a few answers.
Tony Parker
In Act 2,
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
No doubt you overheard remarks about morning tea lighting the gas mantle, reference to the British rule of a clue, certainly to the time of our tale, the early 1900s. However, a daughter who collects dolls and believes she communicates with her dead mother, a young writer working as a secretary and a retired army officer trying to rewrite his past are as much the
Tony Parker
stuff of today's drama as yesterday's Tony, what is it?
Mrs. Fowler
Why are you looking at me like that?
Tony Parker
Oh, am I? Sorry.
Mrs. Fowler
Is it because I carry this new doll around with me? Is it?
Tony Parker
I. I really don't know what you're talking about, Isabella.
Mrs. Fowler
Don't you? It's been two weeks now since that man in the turban delivered it to me. And every afternoon after you finished Father's work, we've taken a walk to some different part of the countryside.
Tony Parker
Isabella, don't think I'm not happy about that, because I am. Even today, when we're not exploring, just sitting here in the garden with you is nice, but you don't usually see an adult woman holding a kind of doll as if it were a baby.
Mrs. Fowler
And it bothers you.
Tony Parker
No.
Mrs. Fowler
No, it wouldn't matter to me if it did. Of all my dollies, this is my favorite. Why did you say this was more like a fetish than a doll?
Tony Parker
Oh, forget I said that. It's just some primitive piece. Probably sent to your father as a remembrance of India.
Mrs. Fowler
I'm not so sure. Father wants to remember everything about India.
Tony Parker
You're not?
Mrs. Fowler
You should know better than I. Has he started about my mother? How he met her and how they went together to India?
Tony Parker
I was going to say that we're well into India, aren't they? Certainly 18 years back. But not a word about your mother or you.
Mrs. Fowler
I wonder why I put it down
Tony Parker
to being perhaps too painful. A sudden, inexplicable death.
Mrs. Fowler
How do you know that, Mrs. Fowler? Isn't that strange?
Isabella Trevelyan
Rockaby baby. Johnny.
Mrs. Fowler
I don't think there's anything bad about this, Dolly. It's just a little thing.
Tony Parker
Yes, but didn't it strike you odd the moment we were about to unwrap the parcel? I mean, you'd been calling me Mr. Parker all along. So naturally I called you Miss Trevelyan. Then suddenly you said Tony. And I found myself saying to you, Isabella, it was the most natural thing in the world. As if we'd always known one another.
Mrs. Fowler
I never realized that that's so.
Tony Parker
Yes.
Mrs. Fowler
Are both your parents alive, Tony?
Tony Parker
No, I. I was an orphan. I don't know who my parents were.
Mrs. Fowler
Would you say it's logical that I sometimes. Sometimes feel I can talk to my mother? Even though she passed away two years ago?
Tony Parker
You were very close.
Mrs. Fowler
Not close enough. Or it might never have happened.
Tony Parker
Isabella.
Mrs. Fowler
Yes?
Tony Parker
Try not to think about the past too much.
Mrs. Fowler
Sometimes I think so hard about my mother, I can make myself believe she's right in my room.
Tony Parker
Yes, well, it's not a Good idea. Dwelling on the past can be sad making.
Mrs. Fowler
I'm not. I feel happy. Now I've got you to talk to, my darling. I have the whole collection in my room. Someday I'll show it you.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Just let me add a few more thoughts before we end today's session. Tony, you ready?
Tony Parker
My pencil's poised, Captain.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
In all the years I spent in India, I always felt the spiritual influence of both the Bengali poet and mystic Tagore and that of Mahatma Gandhi. Well, I think that'll be it for today. By the way, I understand from Mrs. Fowler you've been seeing quite a bit of Isabella.
Tony Parker
Oh, I wasn't keeping it a secret, sir. Isabella hasn't mentioned it to you herself? No, she hasn't.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
We don't talk together as much as we should.
Tony Parker
Because of her mother.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
What do you know of her mother? What has she told you?
Tony Parker
Oh, no, nothing. Nothing at all. Except that she feels very close to her, even in death.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Yes. Well, when you've typed out what I've dictated since Monday, you may leave. I'm off to London on business. If it gets late, we have an extra room, Miss. Yours. And what's the time? Our good. I'll just make it to the station for the 2 o'.
Tony Parker
Clock. Captain Trevelyan, I'm sorry if I said anything about Isabella and her mother that was unwarranted. I'm very fond of your daughter. It was merely to let you know that. That I'm quite concerned about her.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Well, Tony, it's. It's a good thing. She does see something of you. Bring her out of her shell.
Tony Parker
It's not healthy for a young woman
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
to spend so much time with a collection of dolls. But what can I do? Her mother was just like that.
Tony Parker
Come in. Aha, yes.
Mrs. Fowler
Mrs. Fowler, you've got to come now. There's something quite ghastly in Ms. Isabella's room and you have got to see.
Tony Parker
Is she all right?
Mrs. Fowler
So far as I know. Just follow me. Just across this landing, down these steps, there's a room. I don't know what to make of it. Where? The door's open. That's her room.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Isabella?
Mrs. Fowler
She's not in there, Mr. Parker. She went out late this afternoon with that doll of hers.
Tony Parker
Oh, yes, I know. It's distressing.
Mrs. Fowler
I want to show you something. Look.
Tony Parker
There on the floor.
Mrs. Fowler
What do you see?
Tony Parker
Someone spilled drops of red ink from the door to the bottom of the bed. Is that what you mean?
Mrs. Fowler
And there's more on the other side.
Tony Parker
Ah, yes, I see. From the Bed of the French window.
Mrs. Fowler
I came into her room after she'd gone out to clean up a bit. I found these marks and I tried to wash them away. I tried vinegar, fine sand. Talk well, they simply won't come out.
Tony Parker
Yes, ink is very hard to remove.
Mrs. Fowler
But it's not ink, Mr. Parker. Look closely. Those little spots are very dark and thick. It is blood.
Tony Parker
Probably Isabella cut herself.
Mrs. Fowler
You don't believe that. Neither do I. Mr. Parker, could you do me a great favor?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Of course.
Tony Parker
Anything.
Mrs. Fowler
Captain Trevelyan won't be back from London until tomorrow. I could put you up in the spare room, which is just down the hall from Ms. Isabella's. Could you spend the night here?
Tony Parker
Oh, I'd be glad to.
Mrs. Fowler
You don't know what a relief that is. I have this awful presentiment of something evil.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Who is it?
Mrs. Fowler
Mr. Parker, are you awake?
Tony Parker
I am now.
Mrs. Fowler
Mr. Parker.
Tony Parker
Coming.
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
What is it?
Mrs. Fowler
You've got to come with me. Just down the hall. Hurry. What's the time? It just struck three, I think. I must be going mad.
Tony Parker
All right. All set.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Look at that.
Tony Parker
Lightning. I'm glad I'm not on the road tonight.
Mrs. Fowler
I saw it. I saw it with my own eyes, Mrs. Fowler.
Tony Parker
Now, can you show me what it is?
Mrs. Fowler
Yes, but we mustn't make a sound. I don't want to wake her. Just open the door and stand there and observe.
Tony Parker
Open that door, Mrs. Fowler. Stand where? Observe what?
Mrs. Fowler
Miss Isabel's room. That ugly doll.
Isabella Trevelyan
It's alive.
Mrs. Fowler
This is what happened. I awoke when the storm began and I around the house as I always do, just to make sure the windows are shut. So I went into her room, and there it was. Mr. Parker, I swear to you by all that's holy, it was walking across the floor.
Tony Parker
Not the doll? Yes.
Isabella Trevelyan
I closed the door immediately and ran to fetch you.
Tony Parker
All right, all right. Now what do you want me to do?
Mrs. Fowler
I'm going to open her door very
Tony Parker
quietly and we'll have a look. You're quite sure this is no part of a bad dream of yours? Shh. Shh. The room's pitch black. And how could you have seen anything?
Mrs. Fowler
The lightning. The lightning struck and lit up the whole room.
Tony Parker
I can't make out a thing. It'll be very embarrassing if she wakes
Mrs. Fowler
up, but I have to know. Your eyes will get accustomed to the dark in a minute. Now, look there. Can you see her bed?
Tony Parker
Yeah.
Mrs. Fowler
Timley, do you see her hand? Do you see what's in it?
Tony Parker
I think so.
Mrs. Fowler
It's that horrible?
Tony Parker
Yes. Let's Go out. Come along. I don't want her to wake up and find us here. Now, Mrs. Fowler, I've looked into the room as you asked. I saw the doll, but it wasn't moving. It was lying in her hand, just as I have seen her carrying it about for weeks. I really don't think there's anything to worry about. Good night,
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Mrs. Farrer. From what you tell me, I don't
Tony Parker
see what the problem was last night, Captain Trevelyan.
Mrs. Fowler
You don't, because you didn't see what I saw.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
I think you could use a week or two of holiday.
Mrs. Fowler
There's just too much going on in this house to suit me.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Captain, I am not that happy with her fondness for dolls at her age. But I have to make allowances. Her mother was very much like that, too.
Mrs. Fowler
In some ways, Miss Isabella believes she talks to her mother. That ought to be stopped. It's not healthy.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
I know all about that also, and
Tony Parker
I agree it's not healthy.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
I've tried to be subtle about it without alarming Isabella, but there you are. I'm. I'm hoping she'll get over it.
Mrs. Fowler
As far as I'm concerned, it's too much.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Take three weeks off, Mrs. Fowler. It'll do you good. Paid vacation.
Mrs. Fowler
Captain, I know what I saw, and that's that. Now, it is too much of a responsibility, the goings on in this house. It's too much to bear alone. As of today, sir, I am tendering my notice. I shall forego any severance that is due me. And instead of the customary two weeks, I am afraid five days is all I can put up with. I shall leave here then. 5 days from this morning. I do feel sorry for you, Captain. But it is not I who have been struck by lightning. Believe me,
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
One can't really blame. The good mistake is Fowler, when the inconceivable is added to the incomprehensible. It's asking a great deal of anyone to be patient and forbearing. Especially when you consider our story takes place in an era when superstition far outweighed science. I shall return shortly with Act 3. It is said that once a Westerner has come into contact with the east, his eyes are opened, his values warp, and he accepts phenomena his own culture would reject. As if the magnetic needle of one's beliefs inexplicably changed direction from pointing north to pointing east. This may explain why, one week later, Mrs. Fowler decided not to leave the employment of captain Hugh Trevelyan.
Tony Parker
Mrs. Fowler, I'm glad you're not going to carry out your threat and abandon ship?
Mrs. Fowler
I couldn't. That's what it came down to. I'd be punishing Ms. Isabella. By leaving her. Something's wrong. That lot of good her father is, he's always running off somewhere on business. He doesn't seem to care about her.
Tony Parker
Oh, yes, he does. But he's helpless.
Mrs. Fowler
Oh, I don't know. He didn't impress me as a caring husband either.
Tony Parker
Now, Mrs. Fowler, should you be telling me all this?
Mrs. Fowler
Yes, I should. That man, you wouldn't think he'd buried Mrs. Trevelyan right here in our churchyard after that terrible sickness when nobody could do anything for her.
Tony Parker
So the Trevelyans returned from India two years ago?
Mrs. Fowler
Yes, but she was ill long before that in Delhi. The captain brought the family back to England and she just wasted away for six months. Months before she died.
Tony Parker
Oh, I see.
Mrs. Fowler
There's another reason.
Tony Parker
I'm glad you didn't leave. Isabella and I, well, we were getting along famously. I thought she trusted me. But since the night of the thunderstorm,
Mrs. Fowler
when I saw that doll walk across the bedroom floor.
Tony Parker
Yes? Since that night, she's closed up completely. I've tried to draw her out.
Mrs. Fowler
She looks at me, but she doesn't really see me.
Tony Parker
Her mind is somewhere else.
Mrs. Fowler
The devil has entered that girl. She's under a spell.
Tony Parker
Mrs. Fowler, let us, you and I, try to get to the bottom of this once and for all. Tonight, as soon as the captain is retired for the night, say, let's say half an hour later, we'll meet in the hall outside the guest room. From there, it's just a few steps to Isabella'.
Mrs. Fowler
I'm afraid we can't go into her room yet. She's still awake. See the light under her door? She's lit the lamp by her bedside.
Tony Parker
It's very late. Couldn't she have gone to sleep and left it burning?
Mrs. Fowler
I hear something.
Tony Parker
Is she talking?
Isabella Trevelyan
Where do you want me to go? Livia? Why?
Mrs. Fowler
Why isn't it safe? Who's she talking to?
Tony Parker
There's someone in there with her.
Isabella Trevelyan
What do you mean?
Mrs. Fowler
It's dangerous?
Isabella Trevelyan
The dog.
Mrs. Fowler
Yes, I remember the dog.
Isabella Trevelyan
Oh, it tied in my arm so terribly. Its eyes staring at me. Sir.
Tony Parker
Mrs. Fowler, someone's coming down the hall. The Captain. Oh, we look stupid standing here. What do we say to him?
Mrs. Fowler
Open her door. We'll get inside until he passes. It's locked.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Mrs. Fowler.
Mrs. Fowler
Tony.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
May I ask what you two are doing here in the middle of the night? Parker. Did I see you Trying to open Isabella's door?
Tony Parker
Well, I.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
You're as white as a ghost.
Mrs. Fowler
A ghost? Is it?
Tony Parker
Captain Trevelyan, do you hear anything, any. Any unusual sounds coming from Isabella's room?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
I do, yes. What is it?
Tony Parker
There's the wind.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
In the chimney, perhaps. Mrs. Fowler, why haven't the chimney sweeps taken care of it?
Tony Parker
I don't think it's that, sir. Well, then, what is it? It's a little hard to explain.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Yes, well, explain it then, in the morning.
Tony Parker
I don't know that it's something that can wait until morning, sir.
Mrs. Fowler
We think it's a doll, sir. It's alive and it's talking.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Mrs. Fowler, are you repeating that nonsense you told me last week when you gave your notice? And you, Parker, are you in cahoots with this poor woman? It's an unhealthy game you're playing, and I'd like you to postpone any conversation until morning. Then perhaps, in the clear light of day, both of you will have come to your senses. Good night.
Tony Parker
Has he gone? Yes.
Mrs. Fowler
I just heard his bedroom door shut upstairs.
Tony Parker
Why'd she have to lock her door?
Mrs. Fowler
You can get into the garden. The French doors.
Tony Parker
Good idea. I can see her quite clearly now through the doors to the garden.
Mrs. Fowler
She's lying on her bed and her eyes are closed. I can see her lips move.
Tony Parker
She's talking in her sleep.
Mrs. Fowler
But I don't see the doll.
Tony Parker
Mrs. Fowler, we must decide. Shall we look or shall we act? Act. I'll open the French doors. There it is.
Isabella Trevelyan
Awful thing. Demon.
Tony Parker
It's crawling away.
Isabella Trevelyan
I'll get it, break you to pieces and throw you with the dustbin.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Open the door and let it out.
Isabella Trevelyan
Don't you dare me. Come here, you. Well, I got you, haven't I? You are a child of faith, and that's what you are. Change things. Now.
Tony Parker
Stop.
Isabella Trevelyan
Darling. Darling. What did they do to you? You're all broken.
Mrs. Fowler
It was horrible, Captain Trevelyan. There was life in it. I kicked it and it kept crawling after me.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Is this so, Tony?
Tony Parker
Word for word. Both of us could not have been mesmerized into seeing the identical happening at the same time. But the worst part, of course, is Isabella's strange involvement with this new doll of hers.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Have I seen it?
Tony Parker
I doubt it. It's not easily forgotten. By day, she cuddles it like a baby. And at night. At night we heard her talking to
Mrs. Fowler
it in her sleep. And it answers in a language of its own. Like music. Like little chimes.
Tony Parker
Last night, before you came downstairs, we could hear what she was saying. Asking if she was in danger. Remembering a dog that died in her arms.
Mrs. Fowler
There was something about that dog.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
The dog died. The dog? Yes, sir. You did the right thing to tell me. I've been half expecting something like this. It was bound to find me sooner or later. They never give up.
Tony Parker
Captain Trevelyan. I think tonight, when Isabella's asleep, you should witness this yourself.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Mrs. Fowler, I think you said someone sent this doll to her.
Mrs. Fowler
It was delivered. Ms. Isabella answered the door and the man said, is this the house of Captain Hugh Trevelyan? And gave it to her.
Tony Parker
You did say that that was the man who had been hanging about the house from early morning? Yes.
Mrs. Fowler
Remember, Captain, I told you I'd seen a man with a turban moving about
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
in the garden one morning. You never said he wore a turban. Was he dark?
Mrs. Fowler
Miss Isabella said so. And very handsome.
Tony Parker
Captain, whatever it is, I think you placed your daughter's life in great danger tonight.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
I should put a stop to that.
Tony Parker
Captain, have you any idea why that doll was brought to this house?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Yes, I do. It was intended for me.
Tony Parker
I think you were wise, Captain, to tell Mrs. Fowler not to accompany us tonight.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Was that two o' clock that just struck?
Tony Parker
Yes, it was.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Isabella must be asleep by now. Let's open her door.
Tony Parker
She's locked it. And I have a key. That's it.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Now come inside.
Tony Parker
Close the door behind you. Where is this doll? Look at the foot of her bed that it has.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
It has no arms.
Tony Parker
It's. It's all broken. Let me see
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
the way the little head is bent so crookedly.
Tony Parker
I suppose that is a head.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
All I see is an open red mouth.
Tony Parker
You say Isabella likes this?
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
Yes.
Tony Parker
It's rather mangled now because Mrs. Fowler tried to destroy it.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
That girl sleeps like an angel. Look at her.
Tony Parker
It's moving.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
I must get it away from Isabella.
Tony Parker
Careful how you handle it. It's squirming like it's real.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
It's all right, child. It's all right. I'm just taking this doll away. My throat.
Isabella Trevelyan
It's at my throat. Hey, Spence, what happened? I saw something jump down from his neck.
Tony Parker
Is there water in this pitcher?
Isabella Trevelyan
Yes.
Tony Parker
Here. Now you take this wet cloth. See if you can bring him around.
Isabella Trevelyan
Father. Father, wake up. Wake up, Father.
Tony Parker
He went for that doll and it leaped up at his throat and the Captain just keeled over. Isabella. Don't move.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Don't move.
Tony Parker
It's time you to crawl across the floor.
Isabella Trevelyan
What is it? It's horrible.
Tony Parker
You don't know it. Don't you recognize it?
Isabella Trevelyan
That thing. Where did it come from? Oh. Oh, I can't bear. But look at it. Father, please wake up.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
All right. It's all right. I. I'm old right now.
Isabella Trevelyan
Father, your eyes are open.
Tony Parker
Look.
Mrs. Fowler
Look. There's a sting in my room.
Isabella Trevelyan
It's dragging itself to the French doors. Look at it. It's like a giant beetle.
Tony Parker
She doesn't remember it, sir.
Mrs. Fowler
Wait.
Tony Parker
It's saying something.
Isabella Trevelyan
Tony, help me get my father off. Off the floor.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Wait, wait, I. I don't need any help.
Tony Parker
Look.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
French doors.
Mrs. Fowler
They're open.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
What did you see, Tony?
Tony Parker
And reached in and took the thing from the floor.
Isabella Trevelyan
Father. Father, are you all right?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Isabella, I'm sorry for everything. All the distress I've caused you. I'm sorry your mother is dead. I really loved her so much. She didn't understand love. Now, you get yourself back to bed. I think you'll sleep better now.
Mrs. Fowler
I know you loved Mother. I always knew that.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Good night, my child.
Mrs. Fowler
Tomorrow I'm going to ask Mrs. Fowler to help me take down all these dolls and give them to the children in the hospital. Good night, you two. Good night, Father. I love.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Good morning, Tony. No, no dictation. Now, something else. That little broken doll figure last night said two words. Did you hear them?
Tony Parker
Yes, I did, but I couldn't tell what they were.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Well, it was Hindustani. Bhisalaga. That means revenge.
Tony Parker
That doll said revenge.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
A man doesn't spend enough time with his wife in a military job. Sometimes, if she's very far from home, she gets lonely, restless. She may be attracted to a man who has time for her. A native. Her husband, bred by army life, is of violent nature. Instead of facing the native who has stolen his wife's love, he may turn upon the faithless woman, no matter how much he loves her. In some countries, the venom of a cobra is effective. It kills slowly, lingeringly, and leaves no trace.
Tony Parker
So, at last the wife dies. What of her lover who lives?
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Perhaps he revenges himself upon the husband he was in a fetish known only to a few and from the sharp touch of which there is no escape.
Tony Parker
Are you sure, Captain? There is no antidote. Let me get you to the hospital right now. It's too late to name.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
In this desk drawer is a packet of letters and diary. They tell everything the memoirs left out. Write it for me, will you? As for Isabella, I think she likes you.
Tony Parker
Take care of her.
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
Within minutes, Captain Hugh Trevelyan was dead. They were never able to define the Exact cause and so written upon the coroner's final certificate was failure of the heart, which indeed, in many ways, is what killed him. I shall return shortly.
Mrs. Fowler
I remembered my diet at breakfast.
Isabella Trevelyan
Ice cubes and Shredded wheat. But I think I forgot my body. Don't forget your body. Remember Rexall vitamins.
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
Rexall, one tablet daily.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Multivitamins plus iron.
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
Help make sure you get the right vitamins. And even when you don't eat the
Isabella Trevelyan
right foods, don't forget your body. Remember vitamins.
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
Rexall multivitamins.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Now only 1.69 at participating stores.
Mrs. Fowler
Stephen, who is ML?
Tony Parker
I don't know.
Mrs. Fowler
Dear, I found this note in your pocket. It says, send flowers to ML.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Oh, that.
Mrs. Fowler
Who is ML and why are you sending her flowers?
Tony Parker
Sweetheart, ML stands for Mother in Law.
Mrs. Fowler
Oh.
Tony Parker
And you sent my mother the FTD charm.
Mrs. Fowler
Her bouquet for Mother in Law's Day.
Tony Parker
Sunday, October 25th.
Mrs. Fowler
Now you're going to say Doris. Aren't you ashamed?
Tony Parker
No, I'm not.
Isabella Trevelyan
Yes, you are.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
No, I'm not.
Mrs. Fowler
Yes, you are. Stephen.
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
Sunday, October 25th, is Mother in Law's Day. Call or visit your FTD florist today.
Tony Parker
If you're in search of mysteries where things are seldom what they appear to be.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Sooner or later, you'll find Raven House.
Mrs. Fowler
Welcome to Raven House.
Tony Parker
But beware.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Once you enter, there's no turning back. Ravenhouse paperbacks have more ways to keep you in suspense than you could ever imagine.
Isabella Trevelyan
No.
Tony Parker
And each murderous crime is committed in
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
its own devious way.
Tony Parker
So just when you think you've cracked one case, there's a whole new mystery waiting to be solved.
Isabella Trevelyan
Jane, quick, call the.
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
Remember, Ravenhouse mysteries are so engrossing, you can't help but let the mystery take over your life. New Raven House mysteries are published every month. Which one will claim you as its victim? If you're clever enough, you'll find Raven House mysteries, wherever paperbacks are sold,
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
Cudgel our brains. We cannot find a logical explanation for
Captain Hugh Trevelyan
what you have heard.
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
Did the doll actually kill the captain, or did the captain die of fright? Were all those who saw the doll undergoing mass mesmerism? Who was the man in the turban?
Tony Parker
An avenging Indian?
Narrator (E.G. Marshall)
We confess to no explanations. All we can assure you is that it did happen. Our cast included Christopher Tabori, Patricia Elliott, Marion Seldes and Court Benson. The entire production was under the direction of Hyman Brown. Radio Mystery Theater was sponsored in part by Ravenhouse Paperback Mystery. This is E. G. Marshall, inviting you to return to our Mystery Theater for another adventure in the macabre. Until next time.
Tony Parker
Pleasant dream, Sam.
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Date: April 4, 2026
Podcast Host: RelicRadio.com
Original Air Date of CBS Episode: July 22, 1981
In this chilling installment of The Horror! podcast, host RelicRadio introduces a spine-tingling tale from the CBS Radio Mystery Theater: "Toy Death." This episode delves into the unsettling power of a mysterious, primitive doll—sent unbidden to an English household—that appears to bring with it an ancient, supernatural vengeance. Rooted in past tragedies and Eastern mysticism, the story explores the boundaries between psychological disturbance and genuine malevolence, as a family’s trauma and secrets resurfacing result in terror, possible murder, and much unresolved mystery.
The episode maintains a moody, old-world Gothic feel—intimate yet unsettling, rich with colonial-era anxieties, repressed guilt, and a fear of the unknown. Dialogue is formal but laden with emotional undercurrents, steadily building a climax that is as much about psychological horror as the supernatural.
"Toy Death" is a masterfully atmospheric tale that melds old-world superstition, buried family secrets, and dark colonial history. As a cursed doll infiltrates the Trevelyan household, the psychological boundaries between past and present blur—spiraling into a chilling confrontation with guilt, vengeance, and the supernatural. The ending is both tragic and ambiguous: the captain’s death left unexplained, and the doll as an avatar of retribution that neither logic nor love could repel.
For fans of haunting, ambiguous old time radio tales, this episode is a classic showcase of how an ordinary object—a doll—can become the key to a house's unraveling, drawing both characters and listeners into a nightmarish web woven by past sins and supernatural justice.
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