The Man Who Wouldn't Die Page #4

telling her groom to sleep in the guest room.

Why, in rule four of Emily Post's book-

- I go by the Marquis of Queensberry rules.

- Oh.

- Is that where you saw the ghost?

- Standing right in that doorway.

Mmm. DeMille have somethin'

to do with this?

No. Uh-uh.

Where does this door lead to?

Oh, that's the guest room

I was talking about.

Does that door over there

open into the hall?

- Yes.

- Yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

- Do you think that the ghost...

could have come

through that guest room?

Well, I don't know.

But it's a cinch he didn't enter through

this window, unless he had a parachute.

I see you've got a burglar alarm system

in the house.

Oh, yeah. But it was such a nuisance,

Dad had it disconnected.

Well, that's great. Of course, the system

lasts much longer if you don't use it.

If it was a real ghost,

a burglar alarm wouldn't stop him.

- That's right.

- All he'd have to do is just float through a wall...

- or pop out of a faucet.

- Yes. Out of a faucet.

Now, you say he stood here and you

were in bed when he took a shot at you.

- That's right.

- About how tall was he?

Why, I don't know.

He looked about eight feet to me.

- In his stocking feet?

- He had shoes on.

- Oh, he had shoes on, hmm?

- Mm-hmm.

Now do you know of anybody who might

have a good reason to kill you?

Well, no, not offhand.

What about that Balkan prince you jilted

last year? The one that made all the fuss.

Oh, he only threatened

to kill himself, not me too.

Well, he's either very considerate

or just plain lazy, huh?

Say, you don't think Gregory

tried to kill me, do you, Mike?

I don't know.

You gave him an awful runaround.

Hey, look. Well, no wonder

you couldn't find the bullet.

It smacked into this loose knob

and turned it around. See?

Well, at least that proves

I wasn't dreaming.

Wait till I tell my dad

a thing or two.

- You're not gonna tell your dad anything, young lady.

- Don't bark at me, Mr. Shayne.

- We're not really married, you know.

- Yeah. Lucky me.

- Can you get it out?

- Now we're beginning to get someplace.

It's a. 32, and from an automatic.

Now all we have to do

is find a. 32 automatic.

Say, what do you use for brains-

feathers?

Now what have I done?

I don't know who should be sore-

Roger or me.

- I'd say Roger.

- Suppose somebody should see that?

Then we'd be in a fine-

Darling, I love you.

- I adore you.

- What's the idea-

You make me so happy.

I think you're the cutest, the sweetest...

most adorable girl... in the world.

Shh! The door.

The- Huh?

Roger, you're so sweet.

And I'd rather be married to you

than anybody in the whole world.

Keep on talking.

Only try and make it sound sincere.

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