The Bat Page #3

We will, as soon as

I provide that body

we were talking about.

Oh, my goodness dear,

Lizzie, is that you?

Yes, Miss cordelia.

There's a storm coming up.

And it's going to be a snorter.

The wind nearly blew

the door off its hinges.

Well, that noise blew my

game higher than a kite.

I think I've lost

some of the cards.

Oh, I'll get them for you.

Oh, I see you've

found the paper.

Drat that paper boy,

scooting by on his bicycle,

just chucked it into a couple

bushes and let it go at that.

For land's sake, Mr. Vick

Bailey's been arrested.

Oh?

Right there.

Victor Bailey, vice president

and cashier of the Zenith bank,

was arraigned before united

states commissioner Alvin

fielding charged with the

embezzlement of over $1

million.

I can't believe Vick

Bailey had anything

to do with that robbery.

Oh, well, I see our

landlord is home again.

Landlord?

Mr. Fleming, Dr. Malcolm

Wells is back in town

with the body of John

Fleming, president

of the Zenith bank, who was

killed in a forest fire.

Mr. Fleming will be laid to rest

in his family's tomb on Friday.

And I hope he stays there.

Why shouldn't he?

Well, this is his house.

And ever since he

died, some funny things

have happened here.

For instance?

The housekeeper, the

cook, and the butler

said that they heard

strange noises at night.

And the upstairs

maid swore that she

met a man without a face

coming up the back stairs.

Oh, so that's why they

quit and left me to run

this place without a staff.

They didn't tell

you, Ms. Corny.

But the truth is, they

were scared to stay.

But you're still here, Lizzie.

Haven't you seen anything?

No, no, and even if I had,

I ain't afraid of ghosts.

They're afraid of me.

Honest, Ms. Corny,

a spiritualist

told me once that ghosts

was allergic to me.

But-- but this Bat

feller they keep

talking about in the paper,

I-- I guess he'd be different.

I don't think you would

have the same effect on him.

Oh dear.

What are they trying

to do, drive people away

from this part of the country?

Why?

What does it say about the Bat?

His specialty seems to be

killing women-- my goodness,

two of them in one night.

All his victims

died the same way,

like their throats had been

ripped open with steel claws.

Well, that's a

charming little caper.

I'll have to try it sometime.

In a book.

That aint' nothing,

just something

bumping against the house.

That's just the

wind banging a door.

Pay no attention to it.

Listen to this, one of his

victims who lived for a moment

after she was found,

described the Bat as a man

without a face.

Honest, Ms. Corny,

I think that woman

must have been exaggerating.

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