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told by Dick Powells, who plays Richard Rogue. Now and another graphic adventure from Rogues Gallery. When I got on a rattler for my fifth Central City, I was not exactly a joy boy. I hate riding on trains, but a couple of hours later, I'm a happy chattie because who do I run across in the lounge car is a little ambition of mine with the name
of Betty Callahan, a newspaper woman who is cheating the movies. She's a pocket sized brunette with cornflower blue eyes and the complexion which wouldn't come off on the shoulder of my blue gabardeen suit. I rescued her from the wolves and Uncle Sam's clothing who were making life too interesting for in the club car, and we retired to my compartment for to talk about the old time. Nice
was a place you have here, Richard. A guy can get pretty lonesome a place like this, you know, Betty, Get that gleam out of your eye. Origin. I'm perfectly comfortable right where I am, all right, all right, And I just thought maybe you'd like to sit here with me and look out of the window. You're so thoughtful. You haven't even told me where you're going. The things finally get too hot for you at home. Please, I'm going to Central City, baby, for the same
reason you are. Charlie Millert trial learned run very funny. I am an expert with this, and I've got a briefcase full of research here that's going to make the DA very happy. Come a little closer. Oh, whoa, what do you think Charlie when you get to work? Oh, let's not talk about Charlie, talk about me. Didn't you ever get tired? Of that. Fucking no, it's fascinating. Come on, what are you sitting Claire over there? For you like it here? Why did your mother
ever tell you anything about like you plenty? Why don't you drop that front page character angel? We've known each other for a long time. I was just trying. Stop trying. How can you be so mean to me? Ever since the first time I saw you, Betty, I've been stuck on here, No kidding, did anybody ever believe that line? Once in a while, you know something's going to happen to doing this, any lady, Let's find out quiet? Oh brother, what's the idea? Lady? This
is a private compartment. I'm sorry to intrude. Who is this girl? Richard? I never saw it before? Who are you? I had to come in here? My life is in dangerous love hand lady, I don't think you've improved your situation and breaking in here when you did? Oh? What does everything have to happen to me? Why don't you buy a ticket Latin type and then you wouldn't have to play hide and seek with the conductor. I had to come in here. I'm hiding. There's a man on
this train who has signs on my life. Yes, what Bernhard could have done with that line? You don't believe me? That's right now, scram Hey the guy with a design I want to take a gander. No, no, no, I've answered myself. I want to talk to you aboute Dianne. It's impossible, but there's nothing more. I think, Mandy, you're better. I know where you're going Diane, and I know what you've got, and you want to come out here? All right? They were
doing. I mean I'll be waiting. Want me to take care of that funk for you. You stay out of this, please? Will you keep this briefcase on me? Don't let anyone touches Please next time, why don't you get a drawing room with a revolving door with it? Oh? Shut out? You know I'm kind of worried about that girl. I'm gonna feel pretty silly if she comes up there. For the next two minutes, I
worried about Diane and the man who had designs on her life. But I'm a romantis hi, So I spent the next fifty eight minutes trying to spell buying Betty into seeing things by way, but she wasn't looking. At the end of an hour. My chances were still about on the ratio of a little rock junior high against Notre Dame. So I gave up. Well, it's been an hour. Sometimes it are checked off. What do you think the Dame's either as goofy as a cub out for her, or she's really
in a jam. You're pulling me off with my X on the first danta. Let's take a looking at briefcase she left down. Hey, wait a minute, honey, that's my briefcase. Oh I'm sorry, don't get hoofy, Rachel. Those two briefcases are practically identical. Yeah, I guess they aren't that or give me mine, I'm gonna put it up here on the rack. Hey, what is this ip down? Pretty boy had a light back on. Richard got up, lady right, give me that great taste,
pretty boy, get that flashlight out of my eyes. Get your hands but I eye give me that flashlight. Sorry, lady, but you last now, pretty boy, give me that bag. Hey, what's the gimmick? What are you pulling? That emergency card? And I want to have to show to get your hands out? Hout so long, pretty boy. As he pulled the cord, I could see the gleam of a gun on this character's fist, and I didn't want any samples of as a marksmanship.
But I could hear Betty groaning on the floor at my feet, and all of a sudden, I felt I had to get in before he jumped out of that window he'd knocked out with the butt of his pistol. I made a dive for him, expecting to stop a little lead. When I got worried, Benny wasn't there. He was behind me. I knew that when I heard the flashlight whizzing through the air, it connected expertly right behind my ear. And there I went again into the land of Nod, which is
practically my home away from home. Everything was very quiet for a while, and I slept on log Come on, get up, get up, hut, it's been heard. Betty away you get up. Oh I can't oh my head, get up, get up, Wake up? Sudden noise? Someone watching? Oh, they'll go away, step out. Let him in. Betty's been hurt. What happened? I can't remember? Remember the man? Remember the girl? He came back? Yeah, yeah, I'll cut it out. Stop that pounding. Oh my head in the gym. Betty's
been hurt. Wake up, get up. I can't I can't watch that pounding, pounding, pounding. Cut it out, cut it out, stop it to get here, stop it, stop it, stop it. Remember open the door. Okay, okay, Betty, oh Betty, your poor kid. Hello, Hello, I'm coming. I'm coming. Just keep a shirt on. I demand an explanation of what's been going on in here. Come on, come on, help me bring this girl out of it. The window broken. You know what that does to the air conditioning in this
car. The man got out of that window while the train was stopped, Hope pulling its emergency card. This guy, he came in here waving a gun aerund took a briefcase of some dame and left here, stopped the train and knocked our brains out. I just came to and he's gone. So let's face a conductor. He must have jumped out the window. Yes, And what happened to the young lady who left the briefcase here in your compartment? I don't know why I never saw her before. Oh you okay,
baby? Oh sure, my mom? Where shut up? I don't know I'm holding you responsible for the damage that's been done to this compartment. What's your name. The name's Richard Rogge. Now get out of here. I'll give you some more things to hold me responsible for personal thing. I'm the conductor on this train. Okay, okay, we'll still be on your train when you pull into Central City. Goodbye, now, goodbye to your seat. Please where you're hit im? Please, I've heard you a dynamic when
you got stuff a pit. Yeah, look a dafty dame that came charge. Yea, I wasn't kidding. A briefcase hers full of dynamite wash, it's gone the window. Oh no, it isn't the one that jumper took my mind. Remember I had it my hand ready to put it up on the luggage rack when he came in. Guinea hurries. It's right off there behind you. Oh sure, luck, I don't know what. Don't you love life? I just push I did a scene. Well, comb the hair over that lump on your head. Dady, we're gonna find and confer
with a young lady whose fart plug this carnival and mayhem. Okay, I'm in. Oh that's run. Had a little something go talk to her. My head had that familiar old feeling of having been washed in the washing machine, and I was feeling anything but cute as we wandered down the aisle, asking porters if they'd seen a big brunette wearing a blue pen striped suit and
a hat with cherries on it. That was Diane, you know. Finally, in cars seventy three, the porter recognized the description and told us that the lady was in drawing roomy naturally, the conductor came along about this time. The Blairs bounced off that haze of pain that surrounded me like a ricocheting bullets. He went with us under protest to drawing room. May no answer, He isn't in. Why don't you look in the clump car? I did knock again? Why don't you try the door? Okay is open?
Good doctor? Might have we going to look around? What try have you to into the state room of a strange woman to m me if you wanted when I'm gonna take a look around? Uh, nobody at home? I guess I hope you're satisfied her up the train walking into other people's drawing room. Look, mister, I'm trying to help you. I've been all over this train. I say it has to be someplace all right, all right,
she's not here and I can't stand around all night. Look over there under the berth, I don't see anything, you know, maca back. How do you think that is reading? Why that blood? Police blankets? Back? Oh? I'm going out of here. Are you convinced now that something happened to that girl? Here? Curky polk girl, you must be in here someplace. Open the door of that wardrobe. Oh, Richie here, help me move her up on the bus. Nah, you've ever right
where she is. The cops won't water move. Oh she's dead. Yes, she was dead, and all we knew about her was that her name was Diane and that I had the briefcase which must contain the reason for her murder. A pleasant thought. I took one more look at the dead girl, shuddered and pulled Betty out of that room. I wondered what was going to happen next, and who was going to be the main attractive I must
have been born under a police star. No matter what I started out to do, I end up with more trouble than a jitterbug at a square dance. Me. I started out to be an expert witness, and I wind up in the Sheriff's office in Central City trying to explain a murder. Betty was enjoying every minute of this comedy of Terra's being a news hawk. He was jumping with enthusiasm and theories. The sheriff was jumping with importance. I was just jumping. I don't like murder unless there's a profit in it for
me. Sit down in a rope. You shouldn't be so nervous. Always should be getting a report of that murdered woman, shouldn't me, Sheriff. We're not gonna get any place until we find out who she was. My men are working on it, rogue. I just take it easy. We know our business here in Central City. Ah, well that's your business, isn't mine. So if you don't mind, I think I'll shove off. I've got a little business to take care of myself. Just a moment,
I will. We got a positive identification on that lady who was stabbed on the train, Sheriff, And who do you think she want? Well? Who was she? Got to it? Hennessey. She was Diane Lewar, wife of Charlie Miller, who's on file from murdering Big Joel and Bertie's no kidding. Yeah, you can go Hennessey Sheriff Mills. Yeah, all over the place. Huh, great work, sergeant. Okay, I'll have a pick out on him in ten minutes. Thanks. Well, what's the good
news? Have anything to do with the case, Well, rogue. The man who stabbed missus Charlie Miller was Flip Stone Miller's best friend and his first lieutenant. In the sluck Machine record, his fingerprints were all over the knife. How do you like that? I don't like it. It doesn't make sense yet, Richard. I'm gonna go call this into my city disc Will you meet me at the hotel and been me up debate on what has happened. Sure, I'll take care of it, baby, you'll run along.
Keep your readers informed. You reminder, if we'll go along with a rogue, we don't need your help to solve this case. We're perfectly capable of taking care of it ourselves. Oh, swell, lots of luck. I've heard all about you, rogue. Just keep your hands in your pockets while
you're in central city. We don't like smart private detectives very well. Remember that I was all set to try and help the guy until he said that I don't approve of people going around sticking knives through other people, and I'm willing to throw in my nickels recipes that they're discouraged. Then this politician with muscles running up to the part in his hair, it gets tough at me. Oh well, probably had run across some wrong guys in his time.
Anyway, Betty and I lamb back to the hotel splendid. We went up to my room because we wanted to talk. She called in her story to a paper, and I sat in the window and talked the deal over with myself. She finished her phone call. I really walked into a scoop this time, said the editors, having hallucination. He even promised me a raised throw the ball at that door, William, Why oh, don't be so conceited. I want to take a look in this briefcase all the excitement is
about. Of course, you know you can get put away in the pokey for a long time, but withholding editom, you're the worrying type. Unswer why do you use the bowlit stone rubbed out's bosses better hat? Maybe she asked idiotic questions while he was trying to open a briefcase. You know it's locked. Yeah, I'm afraid I'm going to have to ruin the lock with my knives. Too bad. That's breaking and entrying as something illegal entry. That'll like twenty years, do you hey, I'm still the young man.
I get out. Oh come on, come on, I'm not going to be a brobbing and by the lock, hundred dollar bills, millions of them. Get gander at that, Betty Leney. Oh you catch on quick, no wonder, Flip Stone was so anxious to get his hot little pink fists on this letter. You will. Yeah, I'd love to have some letters in here. I want to be impolite about three four, five, six, seven, eight, nine tenth one. Must be fifty thousand dollars here. Maybe this is the works. These letters explain a lot of things.
Eighty one, eighty two, eighty three four. Don't bother me. I never saw as much money before. Na. Well, I know now why Flipstone put a kiss of death on the lovely eye an. He had to keep these letters and that money from being delivered. He didn't want Charlie Miller to beat that rapp and through six thousands already and I haven't even made a
hole in the pile. Oh the guy who wrote these letters with the character give me the Sheriff's office please eight thousand five to seven eight nine thousand. Oh, I wonder what a nice yacht would cost me? Chicken up that dough was yours? You would be missus Richard Rogue tonight, oh eight n Hello, Hello, Sheriff's office. Let me talk to Sheriff Mills. Richard Roe Colling, all right, racious seven eight nine Hello, che if this
is Richard Rogue. Yeah, come down to seven thirtyth Hotel Splendid right away, will you. We'll don't ask so many questions. I'm gonna make you a big man. I want you to help me plan a surprise party right now. Hurry. Hey, that's a lot of nless you got that, Betty Darling Flipstone really grabbed a handful of disappointment. Went him? Bail out with that my satire by mistake, there wasn't nearly that much money in mine. Who could that be? I don't know. Look, I'll get over
behind the door. You open it. We look our company over before we put this artillery away. All the light guns they come in hand it sometimes? Okay, what I'm up ready, I'm coming in. You can't come in here. Just keep backing up. I want that. Do you split bags on me? I didn't not, I can do it. Where's rogue check every hotel legislants home? I think, where is he? I want to slap around a little bit before oh wishes? Why did you wait so
long? I administered that pistol anesthesia with masterful precision. Flip was going to have a long ride in the dream train. Betty and I took a sheet off the bed, tore it into strips, and tied Flip up like traffic at Hollywood and Vine. Then we looked around for someplace to hide him. We finally picked out a spot that any old made would have thought of. Immediately, we slipped him under one of the twin beds. Then we finished
counting the money, twenty five thousand dollars. Oh, it looked beautiful there, but I had things to do. I called the sheriff. He hadn't left the jail yet, so I went down at a talk with him, and while I was there, I had a chat with Charlie Miller, a very satisfactory chat. Then the sheriff and I went back to the hotel Betty made a phone call and we waited for company, the sheriff and I squeezed into a closet when the knock came at the door. Who is it?
Okay, come in thanice. Now let's get this over with, missus Millow. I want to get out of here in such a hurry. How do I know you're on the level? You have the money with you, I'll give it to you after you sign this little document. What is it? I'll read it to you. I'm Louis Tobin, a member of the jury
and the trial of Charles Miller for the murder of Big Joe Landetty. Do you hereby acknowledge to receive at twenty five thousand dollars from the hand of missus Charles Miller, but which I agree to hold out against the conviction of Charles Miller and to find him not guilty. I also agree to use my best influence to make the other jurors agree to a knot guilty verdict. And that's where you signed. Oh you know I can't sign a thing like that.
Hell, look, I've got twenty five grand and hundred's readier for you. You get it when you sign your name, right there. No, you keep feeling word my husband, get the hung jury or an acquittal. This pistique wild be torn up. If you don't, I'll give it to the newspaper. Sign up, okay, okay, I'll sign. Here's a pen. Yeah, okay, yeah, I'll just hang on to this until you give me the money. Two hundred and fifty one hundred dollars bill. Ye, no, no, I just want to get out of you. That's
I'll move. Tobbin Chrieff and I both have you coming. You double cross me. I was just killing a coubbin. I'll shake him down, Sheriff. He's got twenty five thousand dollars on him. Did you mark yourself? You haven't got a thing on me. I was just Calhoun. Could I have that confession? Oh sure, if you'll let me have a bat for a photo stat later okay, it'll be yours exclusive. And now I'm going to take this man down and lock him up where he belongs. Yeah.
That's a good idea, very practical. Oh here, Sheriff, you better take this money with you. I just spend everything I get my hands on. Oh yes, yes, of course, thank you, rogue. You better come it later. No, sheriff, you better count it now. I can't take the time now, Rogue. If there's any money missing, I'll be back. And there had better not be any money missing. I had news for the sheriff, but he was so impressed with his pinch that he couldn't see me. Oh well, I knew he'd be back. You
see, I'm a practical guy. I had palmed and pocketed five thousand dollars out of that water. Though I took off Tobin, I showed it to Bedding. She was horrified, but I knew what I was doing. So I just sat there and waited for the door to take a beating, and it did. Who is it? It's the sheriff. Let me in, Rogue. Why, sheriff, you're all read in the face. It's your age. I knew you were a crook the first time I set eyes on
you, Rogue. You probably studied psychology at barbery colleagues, that's what makes you smart. There was only twenty one thousand dollars in that briefcase when I counted the money at the jail, and I had four honest men as witnesses. Well, you're hard. Where's that other five thousand dollars rogue in my pocket, Sheriff, And that's where it's gonna stay. That's larceny. And you you're under arrest now. Is that silly? Look Sheryl? Please let
her tell him don't need him anymore? Well, Sheriff. Remember when I went in the soil to see Charlie Miller. What's that got to do with the missing funds? While he posted the five thousand dollars reward for the killer of his wife with you didn't he? Oh? Yes, I suppose you did? You suppose you know he did? While if you look under the bed there in the bedroom, you'll find Flipstone, the guy who murdered Diane Miller. It was very simple. I just collected my reward in advance,
That's all, my friend. The sheriff was a little upset for a while, but he calmed down when Betty brought in a photographer to take his picture for the papers. Isn't it funny what some people will do to get their pictures in their papers. I had to practically rastle him to keep him profiling me in a big ham well. I the reward with Betty. Of course, I didn't just exactly split the weather I gave her two thousand bucks, but she didn't want to take anything. Isn't that just like a woman though?
Or is it We're a little late, folks. This is T four y, good night, sleep tight. This is the Armed Forces ready to go to turn welcome back. Well, the second train murder story that we featured so far in the short history of us doing Rogue's Gallery, and ironically enough, both were from AFRSS broadcast. I was somewhat disappointed to not hear how exactly Rogue managed to go ahead and squander his reward here, but uh
it does it does working out fairly well in the end. I got a listener question here from Valerie says, Hattam, what do you think of the Mister District Attorney series? Well, it's definitely was a historic series. It was made by Philip Philip's Lord, who was the same the person behind Gangbusters,
and it bared some similarity. There usually was not a mystery, intended to be more crime drama rather than detective story, but it was still very historic and it had this very interesting feature of everyone in the story calling the lead character mister District Attorney. And I've never heard a name reference specifically, although The original model for mister District Attorney was the crime busting career of Thomas Dewey, later Governor of New York, who famously looked sure to win the
nineteen forty eight presidential race. But the gallop holes turned out to be incorrect. So it was a very historic, well done series. And I've liked the episodes I've heard, just like I've liked the episodes of other programs such as Bigtown that haven't quite fit in with the detectives genre we're going with here, But it's definitely a good show. And there was actually a TV version as well I've heard about but I've not yet seen. But thanks so much
for the question, Valorie. We'll be back tomorrow with let George you do it. In the meanwhile, be sure to visit support dot Great Detectives dot net and make your donation to help support the show. To participate in this listener support him Payne, please donate by September tenth, or if you would like to mail in your donation, please have the envelope postmark by September tenth, and you can email me at Box thirteen at Great Detectives dot net for
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