The Bat Page #6

Oh, I'm so glad they

found you, doctor.

Well, I reached my office

shortly after you called.

How is your maid?

Is she in any pain?

No, no, she doesn't seem to be.

Did the bat get away?

No.

I believe it's

still in my bedroom.

Oh, good, I'll

want to examine it.

There you go, Ms. Allen.

Now you'll feel better.

Doctor, have I got the rabies?

Well, I can tell you better

after I've examined the bat's

brain under a microscope.

That thing's got a brain?

Oh, you'd be surprised.

Where is it?

I think the little

darling is in that closet.

Oh.

You know, it's a pity you leased

this house, Ms. Van Gorder.

Why a pity?

Well, my dear lady, I don't

want to alarm you, but--

Oh, well after tonight,

nothing can alarm me.

Yes, I understand.

It must have been terrifying.

So many unexplainable

things have happened here.

There's something

about the place.

Your servants must

have sensed it

when they walked out on you,

an apprehension of disaster.

Well, let's see.

Ah-ha!

Yes, there he is.

All right now, take

it easy, nobody's

going to hurt you,

quiet now, quiet.

Looks quite normal, doesn't

seem to be sick at all.

Ain't that nice.

I've been worried about him.

Well, you should be.

From his appearance,

I'd say that he

doesn't have any

infection, in which case

you've had a narrow escape.

Now, you take one

of those tablets

I left for you and I

guarantee you a good night.

And I'll drop in

on you tomorrow.

Oh, thanks for

everything, doctor.

But I can find my way out.

I know you can.

But do let me help you.

Oh, don't forget

that once I'm gone,

you'll have to climb

those stairs alone.

Oh, I'm all right.

I'm armed now.

Can you shoot one

of those things

without shutting your eyes?

Oh, doctor, there are guns in

every book I've ever written.

I don't write about things

I'm unfamiliar with.

Lock the door, Lizzie.

Goodnight.

Yes, ma'am, good night, doctor.

Accident?

No, no, the wind blew

him down, I think.

Oh.

Did you know that young mark

Fleming leased you this house

without notifying his uncle?

No, no, I didn't.

Well, it doesn't matter now.

John Fleming is dead.

And mark's his heir.

But if John were alive,

he would warn you

to leave here, Miss Van Gorder.

Really?

Yes.

It's been a tragic place for

anyone who ever lived in it.

Well, goodnight.

Goodnight, doctor.

Who's out there?

Nobody you need to

worry about, doctor.

Oh, it's Andy.

That's right.

Good evening, Miss Van Gorder.

Good evening, Lieutenant.

Somebody sick here?

My maid was bitten by a bat.

Oh?

A rabid bat?

Well, I'll know for sure

when I get to my lab.

I-- I caught the bat.

It happened indoors?

In my bedroom.

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