Johnny Dollar.

Johnny.

Yes?

Hello?

George Reed, Floyd's of England.

What's the matter, George?

You sound a bit down in the mouth.

I am.

What's up?

Well, I...

Johnny, I understand you've handled quite a few investigations

for the Continental Insurance and Trust Company.

Oh, brother, I sure have. And you know something, George? Yes. Floyd's of England, you that is, have handed me some pretty wild ones over the years. I know. But believe me, they've been nothing compared to some of the cases that Continental has handed me. And do you know why, George? Why, Johnny? Because of just one client of theirs. Well, I... He's a wealthy old screwball by the name of Alvin Peabody Cartwright. Cartwright.

Yeah, he carries a lot of insurance, millions of it. And any company that has his account is making plenty. Yes, I... But brother, the fantastic problems that man comes up with. Well, it's enough to drive you off your rocker. I mean, I'm always the goat. Yeah, I handled one crazy investigation for him only three or four weeks ago. So I understand.

A total... you off your rocker. I mean, I'm always the goat. Yeah, I handled one crazy investigation for him

only three or four weeks ago. So I understand. They told Continental that if they sent somebody else

around, he'd leave him flat. Actually, I suppose, I shouldn't complain. Some of the biggest fees I've

ever got have come out of his pocket. And you know something? Yes, Johnny? In spite of all

his wackiness and these silly problems, he hands

me, well, over the years, I've really gotten to love the old character. And I mean, aside

from those fancy fees, I mentioned. Good, good, I'm glad to... I think I'd do almost anything,

within reason, that is, if it were necessary to help out Alvin Peabody Cartwright. Anything?

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