The No, no, stay where you are you.

Do not break the stillness of this moment.

For this is a time of mystery,

a time when imagination is free

and moves forward swiftly,

silently.

This is the haunting hour.

Murder wears a strange mask.

The Murder wears a strange mask.

Every highway and byway is destiny's trail.

And where it leads and what lies ahead is destiny's secret.

Down a dark road speeds a car, bearing in it too who are destiny's children.

Oh, they don't know it.

To themselves, they are two people on their way to a masquerade ball.

Steve Raymond and his fiancée, Marsha Phillips,

heading for an evening of gaiety and laughter. they are destined to spend a strange macabre evening in fear for one of the guests at the masquerade is death

there are the fetching in your gypsy costume, Marsha.

In a moment, I'll be tended to read your mind.

There isn't much I can hide from you, darling.

Your womanly instincts are quite remarkable.

Especially where John Williams is concerned?

Oh, now, now look here, Marsha, I must admit this magician's disguise of mine isn't too effective.

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