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But now, from July 23, 1950, here is

The Frightened Author. The Adventures of the Saints, starring Vincent Price.

The Saint, based on characters created by Leslie Charteran,

and known to millions from books, magazines, and motion pictures.

The Robin Hood of Modern Crime now comes to radio, starring Hollywood's brilliance and talented actor Vincent Price as...

The Saint.

Temptler.

Well, if it isn't Randy Pattern't.

Oh, Templar, am I ever glad to see you?

Just what the psychiatr's taught it.

Sit down, old boy. Take a load of... Join me in a bowl of course. Oh, Templar, am I ever glad to see you? Just what the psychiatrist taught it. Sit down, old boy. Take a load of, uh, uh, join me in a bowl of course. Oh, thanks, but I... Yes, sir, are you? Ah, sir, am I ever glad to see you? A sight for these bloodshot orbs, yes, sir, re. I realize I'm a very charming fellow and all that, Randy, but even though he thinks this greeting is just a wee bit over-enthusiastic. Could it be we're leading up to a touch?

Oh, Templar, old boy, leave us not be. Zolomey thinks this greeting is just a wee bit over-enthusiastic.

Could it be we're leading up to a touch? Oh, Templar, old boy, leave us not be mercenary. There's nothing I'd rather leave us not be. My heart goes out to you, Simon, but not my hand. There ain't as bad. I'll use that sometime. You just did. No, I mean in one of my books. You did. Did I? Yes, in the case of the hangman's rope, or there's bad news tonight.

Say, that's right. So I did. What do you know? So, you read my books? I'm flattered. I read that one. Did you read my latest, the case of the dead man's limp, or he died with his boots on and they were too tight? No, I missed that one. Not too bad. Well, that's why I'm glad to see you. Because I didn't read your book?

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