Best broadcasts of 1939-40 (1940)

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BEST BROADCASTS OF 1939-40 Doctor. — {Angrily) Well, I’m glad you feel that way about it! But I’m going to report this to the Pennsylvania state police at the first telephone station I come to ! Zeke. — We ain’t stoppin’ you, mister. Eben. — The fog is liftin’, Zeke. Better be done with this, say I. Zeke. — {Slowly . . . sadly) You can go now, mister, and thanks. We never meant a mite o’ harm, I can tell ye. If we killed, it was no wish of ours. What’s done is done, though. Eben. — (As sadly) Aye. What’s done is done. Zeke. — Ye can go now, stranger. On your way. We don’t want no more trouble. There’s been trouble enough and grievin’ enough, an’ we’ve had our share. Aye. Our share and more. We’ve killed, and we’ve been hurt fer it. We’re not alone, either. We ain’t the only ones. {Pause . . . sighs) Ye can go, now, doctor. Eben. — Aye. An’ our thanks to ye. You can go now, an’ thanks. Thanks, mister, in the name o’ mercy. {Fading . . . hollow) In the name o’ mercy we thank you, we thank you, we thank you . . . Music. — Bridge briefly. Sound. — Fade-in drone of automobile engine . . . fast . . . car grinds to stop . . . door opens and shuts metallically. Attendant. — {Coming on) Good evening, sir. Fill ’er up? Doctor. — {Impatiently) No, please. Where’s your telephone? I’ve just been held up! Attendant.— No ! Doctor. — Do you have a telephone ? Attendant. — Find one inside, pay station. Doctor. — Thank you! Attendant. — {Stopping him) Er . . . Doctor. — Well? You were going to say something? Attendant. — Sort of looking fellers were they ? Doctor.— Oh. Two big ruffians, with rifles. They won’t be hard to identify. Bearded, both of them, faces and heads bandaged 28