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Speaker 1 (00:01):
Suspend night.
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tale of suspense. All right, Christmas, Jerry, how's the real
estate business? Kind of early with your Greek?
Speaker 3 (00:58):
And that's just Sam? All right?
Speaker 2 (01:00):
You got a gun him in sometime. I mean, I
see you got until next Christmas.
Speaker 3 (01:03):
This real estate racket gets any crazy.
Speaker 2 (01:05):
I'll be dead by next crazy.
Speaker 3 (01:08):
I'm glad you could get up here, though, Sam.
Speaker 1 (01:09):
What's on your mind? Jerry?
Speaker 2 (01:12):
You'll probably shoot me when you hear it, Sam, because
I'm probably not.
Speaker 3 (01:15):
But dodg Donot, you're a detective and my pal.
Speaker 2 (01:18):
And I just had to tell somebody you sound like
it's serious, not just did. I don't know what it is, Sam,
But now listen, you know we're agents for a group
of houses up in Cyprus Canyon, those places that have
started before the war never got finished. Oh yeah, all
I got in was the foundations, this concrete and a
couple of beans. Well I've been finished now. In fact,
I'm putting up the four rent on the last of
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them today.
Speaker 1 (01:41):
What do you want police protection from the mob?
Speaker 2 (01:43):
Yeah, listen to Sam. This house that I'm talking about,
it's got a number now, twenty two fifty six. But before,
when the men went back to work on about three
months ago, well, they just started when the foreman on
the job brought me a shoe box that he'd found
up on a beam. And this box had a I
wanted to call it a manuscript in the story kind
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of all written now.
Speaker 3 (02:06):
Yeah, Well he gave me the thing. I read it.
Speaker 2 (02:08):
I didn't think much about it. I put it in
my desk the other day and I happened to drive
by there.
Speaker 1 (02:14):
I saw the.
Speaker 2 (02:14):
Number on the house and what the house looked like.
I thought of this manuscript, Well, I don't like it,
that's all something funny about it?
Speaker 1 (02:22):
What's funny about it?
Speaker 2 (02:23):
Well, mind you, this thing was found in an unfinished
house in Cyprus Canyon House was only just started building. Well, listen, Sam,
I want to read it to you if you got
the time, and then you'll see what I mean. Because
I shoot, Here's how it begins. To whom it may concern.
My reasons for setting down on paper. What follows here
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will be abundantly there will be abundantly clear to anyone
into whose possession is made For First, let me say
that I'm a very ordinary person.
Speaker 3 (02:54):
My name is James A. Woods.
Speaker 2 (02:55):
I'm thirty five years old by professional chemical engineer. My wife, Ellen,
was a school teacher when I met and married her
in Indiana seven years ago. There's nothing in the past
life of either one of us to suggest remotely any
cause or reason for the dreadful thing that has invaded
our lives. Our married life has been in no way
different from that of millions of other averages, reasonably happy
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and congenial families. Three months ago I was ordered by
my firm to take choice for a rather minor project
in Los Angeles to propy with the exact the order of.
Speaker 3 (03:29):
The sudden one.
Speaker 2 (03:30):
There'd been no time to secure accommodations and conditions being
what they are, the inevitable result was that until day
before yesterday, we'd been living in the cramped quarters of
one of those characteristic California motels. Needless to say, most
of our spare time had been devoted to a search
for something more permanent and comfortable. But the fruits of
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these efforts had been financially and in every other way,
a geometrical progression of discouragement. Until last Saturday afternoon, only
four days before Christmas, we were driving into town on
our way to a movie.
Speaker 3 (04:02):
When Ell, when saw it?
Speaker 4 (04:04):
Jim Rook?
Speaker 3 (04:05):
What that sign in front of that real estate office? Oh? Yeah,
but don't you.
Speaker 4 (04:09):
Even have said for rent furnished two bedroom house closely
an immediate occupancy?
Speaker 3 (04:13):
Yeah?
Speaker 4 (04:14):
How're you gonna sat?
Speaker 3 (04:15):
Oh? Ellen, you know that's signed like that?
Speaker 2 (04:16):
And may I'm playing side in front of a real
estate all they want six hundred dollars a month. You
never know until we are there's any good at all.
Speaker 3 (04:23):
There are probably fifty people fighting for it right back
there now behind.
Speaker 2 (04:26):
There's no harm in trying. No, he's there.
Speaker 3 (04:28):
I really want to go back. It's probably foolish, but
what can we lose?
Speaker 2 (04:32):
Okay, Darling, come on.
Speaker 3 (04:34):
Cheer up.
Speaker 2 (04:34):
How do you know? Maybe I'll luck to change.
Speaker 3 (04:36):
Maybe fate's going.
Speaker 2 (04:37):
To give us a nice new.
Speaker 3 (04:38):
House for Christmas present.
Speaker 2 (04:56):
Oh uh, we're sorry to bother you, but we just
happen to see that for rent sign outside.
Speaker 3 (05:01):
Oh yeah, I hung it outside just this minute.
Speaker 2 (05:04):
Is the house available?
Speaker 3 (05:06):
Why? Sure, sure it is. Uh, let me introduce myself.
My name is James A. Woods, and this is my
wife Ellen.
Speaker 2 (05:15):
I know, Wow, looks like it's fixed in the rain. Yes,
so it does, doesn't it. Well, it was one of
those things. The real estate agent had just an authorized
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to rent the place by mail that morning, and he'd
hardly had time to look at himself and put up
his sign. When we drove up, it was just an
ordinary little California house, about halfway up Cypress Canyon, number
twenty two fifty six, just an ordinary, undistinguished little house.
Speaker 3 (05:54):
Agent didn't know much about it.
Speaker 2 (05:56):
Construction on it had been stopped by the war, and
it had just been completed in Ferney's slate. He's been vacant, well,
somebody's estates were being settled, and now it's owned by
a bank in Sacramento.
Speaker 3 (06:06):
Of course we didn't we.
Speaker 2 (06:08):
He and the mail, along with the authorization to rent
only one there is because you can have duplicates. Mate
seems to stick a little no, no, there.
Speaker 3 (06:16):
Man, it doesn't sound though that door it had ever
been opened. A little oil on the hinde fixed that all. Sure.
Speaker 2 (06:27):
Now, now here's your living room. Furniture's little dust your card.
You gotta expect that it's good furniture.
Speaker 3 (06:32):
Though, you say, Benson Brothers.
Speaker 2 (06:35):
Now over, here's a little dead handled You see radio fireplace, William.
Very attractive little role, particularly.
Speaker 3 (06:42):
For a man. Uh huh yeah.
Speaker 2 (06:44):
Now the bedrooms off the living everything's gone on one floor.
Speaker 3 (06:48):
I understand.
Speaker 2 (06:49):
It's quite nice. You can see you get the morning
sun here, but the view of the canyon buoting one
windows you got frost. That's about all the was to it.
It wasn't the best place in the world. It was
small and badly built, but we took it with as
little inspection as that.
Speaker 3 (07:09):
It was the sturdy.
Speaker 2 (07:10):
Before Christmas, and the very same evening we were struggling
up the steps from the road with suitcases and boxes
and armloads of clothes and all the endless brick of bract.
Speaker 3 (07:20):
People collect never know they have until they moved.
Speaker 2 (07:23):
Ellen began unpacking, and I began moving things. Around and
taking the worst of the pictures off the wall, doing
all the little things that everybody does when they move
into a new place and try to give it something
in their own.
Speaker 1 (07:36):
You know, it's a roof over.
Speaker 2 (07:37):
I had some Christmas.
Speaker 3 (07:38):
That's one we ever thought we did, isn't it. What
in the world are we're.
Speaker 2 (07:42):
Going to do with those two pitchings?
Speaker 3 (07:44):
Why don't we just leave them where they are?
Speaker 2 (07:46):
Him? We can't two walks.
Speaker 3 (07:49):
I put them in the closet.
Speaker 1 (07:50):
Then I can't both the closets of jam fools?
Speaker 2 (07:52):
No, I mean the other one and the little alcove
off the Then least there's a door there.
Speaker 4 (07:55):
I suppose it's the closet that isn't a commentary on
the housing problem.
Speaker 3 (08:00):
A woman moving into a house without an't going where
all the closets are.
Speaker 1 (08:04):
Take your pictures down? What are you, honey?
Speaker 3 (08:05):
Bring him in here? Okay, okay, alright, I guess you'll
have to help me with this door. I can get
it open. Let me see.
Speaker 1 (08:14):
Stors.
Speaker 2 (08:14):
You can't sell you it's locked. Where those keys we
found on the desk? Huh?
Speaker 3 (08:18):
Good?
Speaker 2 (08:18):
Here?
Speaker 3 (08:20):
Mm h not this one? Sure this one won't work up?
Feels like an awful solid door for her closet, and
that's one solid door in the house. This won't do
it either.
Speaker 2 (08:33):
Well, we'll just have to get the locks met up
here on money, I'll put the pictures behind the desk.
Speaker 3 (08:38):
Okay, yeah, all right, Jim, if you could just help
me move the sound chair. Hunh well, one way, you
let it go until the marrow. You know what time
it is. Oh but honey, I'd like to get the
place looking just as almost midnight.
Speaker 2 (08:49):
In fact, it's it's exactly what was that, Tom Gott
I guess out the bruce.
Speaker 3 (08:55):
Somewhere sound is near. It doesn't go on all nice
as much we can do about it. Come on, Ellen,
I'm dead tired, all right, Jimmy.
Speaker 2 (09:08):
But the today thinks right in the medicine cabinet.
Speaker 3 (09:11):
Oh yeah, Jim, we ought to.
Speaker 1 (09:13):
Get some firewood tomorrow.
Speaker 4 (09:15):
You know how fire in that living room make all
the difference Sunday, Jim. I think red curtains are what
we need, don't you, You know, just at least for
the living room.
Speaker 1 (09:26):
Anyway, The ones in there now have just got.
Speaker 2 (09:28):
To come down.
Speaker 3 (09:30):
Yeah, I suppose they do. What do you think of
red squirrel or Jim? Some timecat, Jimmy, sounded in the house.
Oh no, how could it be in the house? Ellen,
We've been over every inch of the house except that closet.
Speaker 2 (09:51):
Now, how could a cat or anything else be in
the closet that's been locked.
Speaker 3 (09:54):
Up for over a year.
Speaker 2 (09:56):
I don't know. Probably under the house of wildcat or
mountain liners my head, they have them in California.
Speaker 3 (10:01):
Jim, I don't like to do I like it, but
there's nothing we can do about it tonight.
Speaker 2 (10:05):
Oh maybe we ought to call somebody, the police or something.
Speaker 3 (10:09):
Billy Yellen, you act like a kid. Come on, let's
go to bed. Man.
Speaker 2 (10:13):
Oh I suppose it is silly Emmy. Did you lock
the door?
Speaker 3 (10:18):
Yeah? Yeah? Can I join out the lights now?
Speaker 4 (10:21):
Yeah?
Speaker 3 (10:21):
All right? Good night, Ellen, same time. Good night, jim.
I don't know what time it was, perhaps an hour,
perhaps only a half hour later.
Speaker 2 (10:35):
My mind was in that hazy border land between sleep
and a dream that's still part of consciousness when I.
Speaker 3 (10:41):
Was away, Helen, are you all right?
Speaker 4 (10:48):
Yes?
Speaker 3 (10:49):
Should night marr or something?
Speaker 2 (10:51):
Oh?
Speaker 3 (10:52):
I heard it too, well. That didn't sound like any cat.
Put on a light. Yeah, it.
Speaker 4 (10:58):
Seemed to be up there in the house somewhere I'm
going to look into this, Jimm, you be careful ong in.
Then I think, Jim, yes, there's something wet, What wet.
Speaker 3 (11:17):
Running from under the closet door, Ticky, Ellen, don't don't
touch it. I had to.
Speaker 2 (11:26):
Jim, it's blood.
Speaker 3 (11:39):
Or suspense.
Speaker 2 (11:39):
Roma Wines are bringing you, Robert Taylor in My House
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Adrills Suspend.
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And now all Roma Wines bring back to all Hollywood soundstage.
Robert Taylor as James A. Woods, with Kathy Lewis as
his wife Ellen, in the House in Cyprus Canyon. A
tale well calculated to keep you in suspense. It cannot
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be too difficult to understand from the fort going why
I've taken the pains to set down and writing the
events related here. To find in one's newly rented house
a closet which cannot be opened, is in itself certainly no.
Speaker 3 (12:38):
Great cause for alarm.
Speaker 2 (12:40):
But to be awakened in the stillness of the night
by unearthly cries within that house, to find oozing from
under that closet door something that is unquestionably blood, that's
another matter. Perhaps others might have been braver than we
suffice is only to say that we got out of
the house in something very close to a panic, and
only returned when we had the morrow support of two
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stalwarts Los Angeles police, who guests moved in here. You
saying it's right off there. You can you can see
we're still unpacking and.
Speaker 1 (13:08):
The price has been empty right along before that.
Speaker 3 (13:10):
I don't know much about that part of it. You
could check all that with the real estate agent.
Speaker 1 (13:13):
So well, where is this closet?
Speaker 3 (13:15):
Oh, it's right in here, officer. And the blood, the
blood is where where's the blood?
Speaker 4 (13:23):
Him?
Speaker 3 (13:25):
I swear to you there was blood on the floor
less than an hour ago. I saw it. Uh huh.
It was running out from nder that door. We heard
that noise and we got up and then we saw it.
The door was locked.
Speaker 1 (13:34):
Locked.
Speaker 2 (13:35):
Huh oh, oh, it seems to be all right now. Hey,
you folks aren't trying to be funny, are you.
Speaker 3 (13:44):
Isn't there anything in it?
Speaker 1 (13:46):
No, ma'am, there is not.
Speaker 3 (13:48):
Look, officer, we're reputable people. You can call my friend.
They'll tell you all about me. The wrong with walls
are solid, no trap door? Do you think I'm lying?
I didn't say that.
Speaker 1 (13:59):
Mister, Oh, you probably did hear some.
Speaker 3 (14:01):
Sort of noise and you got a little panicky. It
got on my hand. It isn't there now, is it?
Speaker 2 (14:10):
Yes?
Speaker 3 (14:10):
Where I feel it now? You folks just take it easy.
Speaker 1 (14:16):
You're liable to hear all kinds of noises up in these.
Speaker 3 (14:19):
Canyons at night. You're from the east to say, uh, yeah,
I'm sorry, Oh god, that's all right, that's all right.
Speaker 1 (14:27):
Do you have any real trouble calling us anytime?
Speaker 3 (14:29):
All right? Well, and I and I good night. Hey,
you ought to have this door fixed. That's enough to
scare it.
Speaker 2 (14:40):
Yeah, we're we're going to have a fix. We didn't
say much about it, as that there wasn't much that
could be said. The next day I went down to
a lot and bought a little Christmas tree and and
twimmings and wheat to pretend we were cheerful, but there
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was no uneasiness between us that had never been there before.
Speaker 3 (15:06):
Ellen seemed listless.
Speaker 2 (15:08):
Several times during the day I noticed her washing her
hands with a brush, scrubbing the one that had touched
the blood.
Speaker 3 (15:16):
That night, we each took a sleeping pill and went
to bed there.
Speaker 2 (15:26):
Some time after midnight, when I was suddenly wide awake
and staring into the darkness in some way I knew
at once and instinctively would awakened me.
Speaker 3 (15:36):
Ellen was not in her bed, nor in the room.
Speaker 2 (15:39):
The nameless thing I appeared to drifted my heart until
I could scarcely breathe. I opened the bedroom door and
started through the house, putting on every light that I
could find. There was not much to search, but I
searched thoroughly, the living room, the kitchen, bathroom, day and
even the garage, and all the time the dread of
looking where I knew at last I must look, or
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I think I knew the very first time where I'd
find her. It must have been a full minute that
I stood before that closet door.
Speaker 3 (16:09):
Then I opened it.
Speaker 2 (16:13):
She stood there, rigid, her arms at her sides, the
fingers extended like claws. Her hair was over her face,
her eyes stared out of it, her lips were drawn
back in a grin, like an animal at bathe. For
a moment, I was frozen with the horror of it,
and I stretched out my hand very deliberately. She turned
her head and sunk her teeth until they met into
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the flash of my forearm. I'd raised my hand to
strike at her, but already she'd relaxed her hold and
gone utterly limb.
Speaker 3 (16:43):
She would have fallen unless I'd caught her. She carried
her into the bedroom later on the bedroom. Strangely, at
that moment, my only thought was how I might revive her,
until I saw.
Speaker 2 (16:53):
That it was It was not a faint little sleep
that she'd fallen into, a sleep as deep and heavy
as though she'd been drums.
Speaker 3 (17:02):
And so I left her. But for me that night
there was no sleep. Yes, yes, Ellen, what are you doing?
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Absolutely all right. I got a little restless when i'd
make some coffee.
Speaker 4 (17:30):
Oh hey, I had the most wonderful sleep, and I
feel so rested.
Speaker 3 (17:39):
Do you, Jim? What what's the matter with your arm? Oh?
I just heard it.
Speaker 2 (17:47):
Oh honey, it's terribly swollen. Let me see it.
Speaker 3 (17:50):
No, it's all right, Ellen, it isn't all right.
Speaker 2 (17:53):
He's got to see doctor Wesley right away. Now. You
promised me, Jim, that you will go the first thing
this morning? How did have so?
Speaker 3 (18:01):
H There was a dog dog?
Speaker 2 (18:04):
Yeah, i'd heard him trying to chew through the screen door.
I would have to chase him away and he bit me, yes,
is it all that lackett?
Speaker 3 (18:14):
I didn't even wake up.
Speaker 2 (18:16):
No, Ellen, you didn't even wake up. It was clear
to me that Ellen knew nothing but a transpired one.
Before I went to my office that morning and made
a pretense of going over routine business, I's wanting to
restore my mind to some semblance of calm. But a
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sight and sound of common familiar things I in my
arm had become a persistent, dull robbing. I made a
later point once to doctor Wesley. He treated my arm
with something of an arched eyebrow, and he said, well,
I've never seen anything quite like it before. That is
such a rapid onset of infection. But it was dark
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when I left his office. I hadn't realized it was
so late. Driving over my car seemed sluggish until I
saw the needle on the dashboard and realized that I
was pushing it to the output of its speed, and
I was racing home complement not something before. It was
too late for the darkness could flat against me. For somehow,
I already knew with certainty that it was the darkness
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and the night. Then had the fear the curves of
the canyon seemed endless, and then the cold chair leaped
up inside me. My house too was dark. I was
slowly up the stone steps in the road, looking, playing
for some sign of light or light.
Speaker 3 (19:43):
There was none. The house was empty, Ella was gone.
Speaker 2 (19:49):
I looked with the same self torturing thoroughness in that closet,
first of all, knowing as I did so, there was hopeless,
so alone, And that's empty ho house. I waited, powerless,
helpless now then thought he will empty? Is the house
itself save only for the over foming sense of.
Speaker 3 (20:10):
A terrible foreboding.
Speaker 2 (20:13):
For some time in the early hours in the morning,
I snapped on the radio short wave, why shorely a
minor question?
Speaker 3 (20:21):
Now I only know that I did. And then I
heard it.
Speaker 2 (20:26):
Five eight go to Laurel Canyon, the four thousand block,
the report that the man who has been the injured
or attack thought to be critical.
Speaker 1 (20:33):
Ambulance will follow at it all.
Speaker 2 (20:38):
I was there almost before the police, edging my way
through the little cloud, staring down at a man lying
down in his white uniform under.
Speaker 3 (20:43):
The street light. Yeah the moukman, poor guy, I heard
him scream. But when I got here, just like.
Speaker 1 (20:48):
This, stands back.
Speaker 2 (20:50):
Please please stand back.
Speaker 3 (20:53):
Well you again, I heard it on the radio. I
lived just down the road. Yeah, I remember what happened. Well,
take a look, maybe you can tell us.
Speaker 2 (21:05):
He was dead, and he was lying on his back,
and his throat had been torn out, as though by
the fangs of some wild animals. It is now Christmas Eve,
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or rather Christmas morning for the little act midnight.
Speaker 3 (21:30):
I've been waiting here.
Speaker 2 (21:33):
In the stones of this empty house for nearly twenty
four hours.
Speaker 3 (21:37):
Waiting for the end.
Speaker 2 (21:39):
Already once tonight I've heard that dreadful wailing cry somewhere
in the hills. I've nailed up the closet door, but
that I know was childish, useless.
Speaker 3 (21:51):
My arm is horribly swollen and turning black. But that's nothing.
Speaker 2 (21:57):
It's another end that I perceive as surely as them,
and foresee the rising of the sermon.
Speaker 3 (22:03):
I here to try again. It's near enough.
Speaker 2 (22:08):
I shall leave these notes in the sealed envelope and
put up in a shoe box, in the hope that
someone will give credence to these dark and terrible events,
if indeed such nameless horrors can never yield to mortal understanding.
As for myself, I feel no longer any fear or
even sorrow, only a desire at the end, and the
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thing that I must do.
Speaker 3 (22:31):
May come soon, and it will be soon. I know.
Speaker 1 (22:37):
Yes, there is someone on one at the doll.
Speaker 2 (22:55):
Huh, what do you make mistimes?
Speaker 1 (22:58):
Quite a yard or whatever.
Speaker 3 (23:00):
That's what I thought.
Speaker 1 (23:01):
Now, listen, that's not quite all of it.
Speaker 2 (23:03):
Flip to it's a newspaper clipping. Listen, Hollywood.
Speaker 3 (23:07):
December the twenty sixth, police.
Speaker 2 (23:09):
Reported what was apparently a case of murder and suicide
in Cyprus Canyon sometime in the early hours of the morning.
The victims were James A. Woods, the chemical engineer, and
his wife Ella. Preliminary investigation indicates that Missus Woods was
killed by the blast of a shotgun in the hands
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of her husband, who then turned the weapon upon himself.
That she fought desperately for her life, however, was evidenced
by the disorder of the room and the severe lacerations
inflicted upon her husband about the neck and arms. This
is the second tragedy to be reported in Cyprus Canyon
within twenty four hours, the other being the unexplained death
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of Frank Polanski, a milkman. Well no such murders or
whatever they were ever occurred, if that was worried the
clipping was those things printed up?
Speaker 3 (24:01):
You know?
Speaker 1 (24:01):
Oh no it's not that, Sam.
Speaker 2 (24:03):
That story was found in an unfinished house in Cyprus, CanYa,
no number, no nothing, just a framework.
Speaker 1 (24:09):
Uh huh.
Speaker 2 (24:10):
Now that house is finished when I go by it today.
But that's what stopped me, Sam, because it all fits
now that it's finished. It is the house in the story,
the same construction, the same vines and creepers on the lawn,
even the same number. So what a guy who knows
roughly that this house is going to be like rights
a yarn and loses it or something? Did you know
the place was going to be lifted for rental today
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the Saturday before Christmas? Jerry co incident two bets. You
find a guy next door as a ghost story writer
or something, and he's been wondering for a year what
happened to that thing?
Speaker 3 (24:40):
He wrote? Okay, okay, coincidence.
Speaker 1 (24:46):
And I'm sorry I bothered.
Speaker 3 (24:48):
You don't be silly. I liked it.
Speaker 1 (24:49):
It's a good yarn. That's the corn sign you were
talking about.
Speaker 3 (24:54):
Oh yeah, I don't want to put it up outside
and uh uh huh.
Speaker 1 (24:58):
That's along Jerry and Mary Christmas again.
Speaker 3 (25:00):
We'll take that. I guess that was kind of Zilio.
Speaker 2 (25:06):
Listen when a guy named whatever it is Woods, but
the wife named Ellen comes in to rent that place
from me, then you can start worrying.
Speaker 1 (25:13):
Yeah, well, so long, so long, Shure, come in.
Speaker 2 (25:25):
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