Hold That Ghost Page #4

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of the Matson will.

I know. It won't be too much

trouble to take us there?

Not at all. I'll see you're

taken care of. Thanks.

Since your property's off the main

highway, we'll take a private bus.

I'm making arrangements. Meet me

tomorrow at 8:
00. We'll be there.

The bus is operated by a man named

Harry Hoskins. You'll see his name.

I hope we're not putting

you out. Not at all.

It's gonna be a pleasure to take

you for a ride. See ya tomorrow.

He's gonna

take us for a ride!

We don't want no roadhouse. Anything

you get for nothin' is no good.

Let's get back to the station. That's fine.

Just when you get to advance yourself,

you wanna be a gas station attendant!

You missed 'em!

Here's the bus,

Harry Hoskins.

Yeah, Harry Hoskins.

Hey, what are you

doing in that car?

I'm Chuck Murray.

Behave yourself.

This is FerdieJones. We're

supposed to pick up a ride.

Mr. Smith said he'd make the

arrangements. Oh, Charlie.

Let me take these bags.

Give the man a hand.

Here you are. Give him

a hand with the bags!

You said give him a hand! Give it to him.

Do you know anything about

the Forrester's Club? I do.

You know about the club?

We inherited it. You did?

That'll be the... Which way you goin'?

North.

North?

Don't you wish you were goin' south? Why?

That's the way

your bag went.

Why you... We'll leave as soon as

the rest of my passengers get here.

I thought we were the only two. Well, I...

Mr. Hoskins? I'm Norma Lind. Oh, yes.

This is Mr. Murray, Mr. Jones. Hello.

Have I got time for breakfast

before we leave? We'll wait for you.

Anytime I'll wait for you. I'd love

to buy breakfast for you myself!

You trying to be a

cavalier? What's a cavalier?

A man who takes a girl out,

wines and dines her...

and says good night

without kissing her.

That's what you call a

cavalier? Where I come from.

Where I come from

they call 'em suckers.

Mr. Hoskins?

Mr. Hoskins!

Why don't you look where

you're going? You blind?

I hit you, didn't I? Get up.

Did you get hurt?

No, I'm all right!

Mr. Hoskins? I'm Camille

Brewster, the radio actress.

Yes, Miss Brewster. Mr. Murray

and Mr. Jones. How do you do?

Suppose you've heard me on the air? Uh-uh.

No? See if you recognize me. Aaah!

Air-raid alarm.

Det-det-det!

That's the scream that opens The

Tales of Terror programs. Right.

I knew it. That was

the scream, but no more.

After 60 programs, I got mad. I'm

an actress, not just a sound effect.

So I quit! Guess I'll

go back to the movies.

Movie actress?

No, usherette.

Something to drink?

Draw one.

- Draw one, right.

- May I have service, please?

How long ago was your juice

squeezed? It's fresh this morning.

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