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motor oil.
George Valentine would be the last person in the world to take a job that was not exciting
even with a large salary attached.
That's why he opened his office and advertised to solve any problem for a fee of course.
Well he's had his excitement all right sometimes more excitement than he bargained for.
Right now George his secretary Claire and Sonny are driving along in his car.
Mr. Valentine why so much mystery?
Where are we going?
Just playing hooky from the office.
Oh Mr. Valentine.
We can't afford to play hooky Mr. Valentine you know that.
Have you two ever heard of the Harding book shop?
Not I.
Never why?
Why should we have?
Well that's where we're going.
To buy a book?
Of course not Sonny Mr. Valentine has a book.
Here bright girl take a look at this newspaper clipping.
What does it say sis?
William Harding eccentric owner of the Harding book shop died in his sleep last night.
He leaves his widow Harriet and the nephew Frank.
Mr. Harding had been in poor health.
Okay that's enough.
Well what about it?
The man dies in his sleep where do we come in?
Well his widow phoned.
She wants me to meet her at the book shop at 11.
She made it sound urgent.
Jeepers.
I wonder why she wants to see you.
An eccentric book dealer dies in his sleep.
His widow is very anxious to see me.
Kids I don't know what it's all about but it has all the ingredients for some real excitement.
Oh it's no use Mr. Valentine the book shop's closed.
Maybe Mrs. Harding hasn't arrived yet.
Wait a minute I think I hear someone in there.
I'm sorry but we're not open for business the shop is closed.
Oh Mrs. Harding I'm Mr. Valentine and these are my assistants.
Oh of course I've been expecting you.
Come in.
Suffer and cats look at the place.
Books scattered all over.
Yeah somebody been searching for something Mrs. Harding?
You can see why I called you.
Someone broke in here last night.
Did you phone the police?
No no I didn't.
No why not?
Because I think it was an inside job.
The windows were securely locked.
They don't look as though they'd been tampered with.
Someone unlocked the door and walked right in.
I see.
You suspect someone in your family.
That's why you didn't phone the police.
Mr. Valentine I won't try to keep anything from you.
I suspect my husband's nephew Frank.
Did he have keys to the shop?
As far as I know my husband and I had the only keys.
But you must have some reason for suspecting Frank.
Well he's always been a wild boy.
I never had any use for him.
My husband was fond of him.
He even had Frank helping here in the shop.
Mrs. Harding just what was this person looking for do you know?
Money.
Money?
I'm not sure of course but I think my husband had some money hidden away here.
Aha.
You may have heard my husband was well he was odd.
It would be like him to hide the money in his shop.
Then he mentioned some money to you?
He always said that we'd be well taken care of in our old age.
And yet he died penniless.
I see.
And just what do you want me to do?
If there's any money here I want you to find it.
I'll pay you of course.
Oh of course.
But the shop's already been searched.
Maybe the money's been found.
I don't think so.
You see I frightened the person away.
Oh then you saw someone.
I just caught a glimpse of someone running away.
It was dark but I think it was a man.
Why did you come down here last night Mrs. Harding?
I uh I wanted to look around myself.
Oh yes yes of course.
All right Mrs. Harding I'll keep in touch with you.
Come on kids.
I'll be waiting to hear from you.
Let's go kids.
What do you make of it Mr. Valentine?
Say quite a girl isn't she?
Her husband dies and that same night she's down at his shop looking for any money he
may have hidden.
Well why don't we stay here and search the shop?
Because someone beat us to it Sonny.
Besides I want to know a little more about this case.
And a little more about Harding's death too.
Mr. Valentine do you mean do you think he was murdered?
I'm just guessing.
Come on let's go to the car.
Hey wait a minute.
I want a word with you.
Jeepers I wonder who that is.
Must be the nephew.
I just want to warn you not to believe half of what my aunt tells you.
She's not herself she's hysterical.
Oh well I don't agree with you Frank.
Your aunt seems unusually calm considering.
Calm?
She called you in didn't she?
If she knew what she was doing why would she call in a private investigator?
How did you know I'd been called in?
Well you were weren't you?
Suppose she told you there's some money hidden away.
That's a lot of baloney.
Is it?
You're just wasting your time.
They said some money disappeared after my father died too but we never found any.
There's always that kind of talk when someone eccentric dies.
Since when did your father die?
Five years ago.
Uh huh.
Frank were you with your uncle when he passed away?
No it was during the day.
I was in the shop with my aunt.
Miss Barry phoned us.
Miss Barry?
Alice Barry the nurse.
My uncle's known her since she was a child.
Of course she's a young woman now.
Very attractive too.
Okay Frank see you again sometime.
No you won't.
I'm gonna tell Aunt Harriet to call you off.
Yeah do that.
Do you think she'll listen to him Mr. Valentine?
No she doesn't trust him.
Claire I want you to get all the information you can on Harding's death and meet me here.
Here?
Yeah in front of the bookshop about ten o'clock tonight and Sonny.
Yes sir.
Get down to the evening express.
Talk to Ben Steele he's a friend of mine.
He'll let you look through the old newspaper files.
But what am I gonna be looking for?
Well Frank's father died five years ago.
Get what you can on it.
Okay Mr. Valentine.
Hey what are you gonna be doing?
Oh he's gonna talk to the nurse of course.
Why Claire how did you get?
Oh she's young and attractive.
Naturally you'd want to investigate that yourself Mr. Valentine.
Mr. Harding had been ill for years.
There was nothing mysterious about his death.
But don't take my word for it.
Talk to Dr. Mark.
Oh I'd rather talk to you Miss Berry.
And I know Mr. Harding didn't leave any money.
You're wrong about that too.
If you don't mind my saying so.
Miss Berry when a woman is beautiful she can toss my theories into the ash can and I don't
open my mouth.
I'll find that out after I get to know you better.
Oh you're going to know me better?
Of course.
What makes you think Harding didn't leave any money?
Because he couldn't even afford to pay me a salary.
He gave me this box of old phonograph records instead.
I see.
Miss Berry.
Alice.
Alice?
Alice.
Alice, did Harding die in his sleep?
Oh yes.
Then he didn't say anything before he died?
Well he mumbled something.
Mumbled something?
What could you tell?
I suppose he thought he was a little boy again listening to Mother Goose.
Why?
What did he say?
Mary had a lamb.
Mary had a lamb?
Are you sure?
Well the words Mary and lamb were plain enough.
Uh huh.
Look here's my card.
If you think of anything else give me a buzz will you?
I'll give you a buzz.
Say uh how does that verse go?
Do you remember?
Mary had a little lamb.
Its fleece was white as snow.
Oh yeah yeah.
And everywhere that Mary went the lamb was sure to go.
You're late.
I was detained.
By the nurse?
No never mind.
What are we going to do Mr. Valentine?
Well we're going to get inside this book shop.
Hey Mr. Valentine where did you get those keys?
They've opened lots of doors.
They never fail.
I'll try to find the light switch.
Now don't bother I'll use my flashlight.
Sonny.
Yeah Mr. Valentine?
Stand near the window will you?
Let me know if you see anyone.
Okay.
Mr. Valentine the books are all back in place.
Well Mrs. Harding must be a neat housekeeper.
Come on Claire now we're looking for the section that has books for children.
Then the nurse did give you a clue.
Was she helpful?
Oh yeah and beautiful.
Really?
Tell me about her.
Well I haven't time couldn't do her justice.
Here we are now let's see.
Peter Rabbit, Alice in Wonderland.
Hey look for Mother Goose.
Is she a blonde?
Yes.
Treasure Island.
A natural blonde?
Oh Claire will you concentrate on Mother Goose?
Oh is this what you're looking for?
Yeah good good.
Now find Mary had a little lamb.
Why?
Oh Claire.
Oh all right.
Little Jack Horner, Little Miss Muffet.
Mary had a...oh here it is.
Good good now read it.
Mary had a little lamb.
Its fleece was white as snow.
Everywhere that Mary went lamb was sure to go.
Do you want all the verses?
Well isn't there anything written on that page?
No.
Well maybe there's some more Mother Goose books.
These are all there seem to be.
Okay hang on to it.
Put your hands up.
Oh Mr. Valentine.
Suffering cats.
Now what are you doing here Frank?
Where did you come from?
I was in back.
I've been waiting for someone to show up.
Why?
What made you think someone would show up?
Well the place was ransacked last night.
And you thought it might happen again tonight huh?
You can't tell.
And Harriet says she frightened the person away.
He might come back.
Uh huh.
That may be why you're here.
Or then again you might be looking for the money yourself.
I told you there isn't any money.
Okay Frank.
Now put that gun away.
You might hurt somebody.
Get out of here.
All of you.
All right.
We're going.
Coming with us?
I'm going to stay here and keep an eye on things.
Say that's a very good idea Frank.
Just keep an eye on things.
Mary had a little lamb.
Its fleece was white as snow.
Everywhere that Mary went the lamb was sure to go.
Oh Mr. Valentine it's a little late to be reading Mother Goose.
Well look here's what we've got so far kids.
Harding's brother who's supposed to have money dies.
But he doesn't leave anything.
On the other hand Harding who's supposed to be poor tells his wife they'll be provided
for in their old age.
Oh I see.
You think he had his brother's money.
And he hid it in his book shop.
That's what Mrs. Harding thinks.
And so does Frank.
Well go on.
Well this Mother Goose rhyme should lead us to the money.
Why?
Because Mr. Harding tried to tell Alice about it before he died.
Alice?
The nurse.
Oh first name.
Oh definitely.
Hey who'd be phoning Mr. Sauer?
Hey get it will you Claire?
Hello?
Is Mr. Valentine there?
Yes who's calling?
Alice Barry.
Oh just a minute.
Your nurse.
And she's not a natural blonde.
I can tell by her voice.
Have it your way.
Hello Alice.
Mr. Valentine maybe I can help you after all.
Yeah what's up?
Well you remember that Mr. Harding left me a box of records?
Yes.
What?
Well I was looking through the box of phonograph records when suddenly I...
Oh!
Hello.
Hello Alice.
Mr. Valentine what's the matter?
Something's happened to her.
I've got to get over there quick.
Well it'll take George a few minutes to get to Alice's apartment.
One time I'd like to tell you about a conversation I had recently.
One of my Chevron dealer friends asked me the other day what qualities I looked for
in a gas station.
So I said that first of all I looked for Chevron Supreme Gasoline and RPM Compounded Motor Oil.
Well that's easy he said.
Just keep your eye peeled for a Cream Green and Burgundy station.
That's your cue for Chevron.
Then I told him that I'm a credit card user.
Don't blame you says he and don't forget that Chevron credit cards are as good as
gold at our stations.
So then I told him my favorite gas station must be a friendly place where I can depend
on getting good service for my car.
The dealer laughed and said sure sounds like a Chevron gas station to me.
We all had plenty of experience before branching out on our own.
Now that we're in business for ourselves we know how to keep our customers happy by
keeping their cars in good shape.
I had to agree with my friend.
Chevron gas stations offer just about everything a motorist wants.
Try them yourself and see.
Well George was about to get some important information.
The nurse Alice Barry phoned him but before she could explain something happened to her.
Now it's a few minutes later George is opening the door to her apartment.
Alice Alice.
Oh you poor kid.
Here let's get you up on that couch.
Oh.
Now take it easy you're gonna be all right.
Oh Mr. Valentine.
Wait a minute I'm gonna put you down here.
There you are.
Now you better lie still for a few minutes I'll get you a drink of water.
No no please don't leave me.
Don't be frightened.
Hey you've got a nasty looking bruise on your forehead.
Otherwise you seem to be okay.
How do you feel?
Oh like I've got two heads.
Yeah but want to tell me what happened?
Well there isn't anything to tell.
I was talking to you on the phone and then it happened somebody took a sock at me.
Well who was it don't you know?
Oh it was a friend of mine.
Oh I see.
Oh you didn't see him at all.
No for all I know it might have been a woman.
Yeah it might very well have been a woman.
What about the records?
No I guess they're gone.
They were on that table over there.
That's bad luck.
Oh don't worry about them.
It was just an old bunch of records.
Believe me if all those endearing young charms, who is Sylvia and a few more like that.
But I thought you discovered something about them.
I guess the person who stole them thought so too.
No Mr. Valentine that's not why I phoned you.
Feel like telling me about it?
Of course.
You see while I was looking through the records I kept thinking about Mr. Harding and what
he said just before he died.
Yes?
I could almost see the whole thing all over again.
He was moaning and tossing around in the bed.
I ran to him and felt his pulse.
Go on.
I told you that he said Mary had a lamb.
But now as I think back Mr. Valentine I'm almost certain he said Mary Hayden Lamb.
Mary Hayden Lamb.
A woman's name?
That's right.
Do you think it means anything?
Well it must mean something.
Yeah it'll probably lead us right to the money.
That is if there is any money.
Now look I've got to beat it.
But I want you to lock the door behind me understand?
Don't worry.
After this I'll always lock my door.
Good.
Better put some ice in that for it.
It's turning a beautiful purple.
I'll be all right.
Mr. Valentine.
Yeah?
If it does mean anything will you let me in on it?
I feel as though I have a stake in this now.
Oh I don't blame you.
Okay Alice.
I'll keep in touch with you.
Hey open up.
Hey Mr. Ward.
Mr. Ward.
Hey open up.
Wait a minute.
You out of your mind.
What are you doing here at this hour?
I want to buy a book.
Well go away.
Go away.
We're closed.
Come back in the morning.
Oh now wait a minute.
Don't close the door Mr. Ward.
I've got to have something to read tonight.
You realize it's after eleven.
I know I'm terribly sorry but let me in will you?
Oh all right.
I'll come in.
Other people have sane customers but I suppose it's got to be a mystery with at least six
murders in it.
Mr. Ward did you ever hear of a book called Mary Hayden Lamb?
Never.
Are you sure?
I came here because you have a reputation for knowing every book that's ever been published.
There's never been a book published by that name.
Now however if you were to ask if there were ever a novelist by that name I'd give you a
different answer.
A novelist?
Hey of course.
Why didn't I think of that?
Well tell me about it will you?
Well she was a local writer and to my knowledge she wrote but one book.
Thank heaven.
Why do you say that?
Because it's by far the worst trash that's ever been my bad luck to read.
I see.
What's it called?
Isle of Love.
It's about a girl and an island and a man and if you want something to put you to sleep
I'll personally guarantee you your money back.
Then you've got a copy huh?
One.
Almost sold it this afternoon.
Almost sold it?
Is that so?
Someone wanted it huh?
Well ask me about it anyway but evidently I had the good taste to turn it down.
I found it on the counter when I was putting my books away.
Well who asked to see the book Mr. Ward?
Do you remember?
I try to do a big business young man and I can't keep track of every customer who walks
into my shop.
Unless they make a special impression by getting me out of bed at this hour.
Okay.
Anyway you've made a sale.
I'll take Isle of Love.
Oh you've made a bad choice.
Here you are.
Marked down 89 cents.
And young man believe me I'm cheating you.
Hey Claire, Sonny, come on wake up.
Oh hello Mr. Valentine.
May we go home now slave driver.
Oh I'm sorry kids I know it's late but we can't stop now.
Don't dare take the chance.
Somebody may be getting desperate.
What do you mean?
What do you expect to happen?
Well nothing if I can beat them to it.
Now Claire I've got a job for you.
How are you in the charm department?
Charm?
Yeah that's right.
Have you got any?
Don't answer that.
Whom do I have to charm?
Frank.
The nephew?
I quit.
Hey I knew he was suspicious as soon as I saw him.
I said to myself now there's a guy.
Shut up will you Sonny.
Claire I want you to get Frank out of the book shop tonight.
So that you can get in there without his seat.
That's the idea.
Think you can do it?
Oh it should be simple even if my hair isn't blonde.
Oh don't worry Mr. Valentine I'll take care of Frank.
Who is it?
Oh put that gun down Frank.
It's Claire.
Oh you're Mr. Valentine's assistant aren't you?
What do you want?
Well Mr. Valentine's just down the street at your aunt's house.
What do you want?
Well I was with them but then they wanted to talk alone so well they sort of left me
stranded.
Don't I look stranded?
Yeah.
Well your aunt was giving Mr. Valentine an earful.
She's not very fond of you is she?
You can't forget that I was once a wild kid.
I've straightened out since then.
Oh I can see that.
What do you want?
I want to come in.
Use the phone to call a cab.
Why didn't you stop at a drug store?
Oh well all right if that's the way you feel about it.
Good night.
Wait a minute.
Hmm?
It's pretty late for you to be wandering around.
Oh I knew you had fine instincts Frank.
Oh all right come on I'll take you in my car.
Okay Sonny come on.
The coast clear?
Yeah they just drove away in Frank's car.
Now don't turn on the light.
Excuse me for asking Mr. Valentine but just what are we looking for?
We are looking for a book.
More Mother Goose?
No the Isle of Love.
There ought to be a copy just like this one somewhere in here.
Why do you want two copies?
Don't you understand Sonny?
I've got to have Mr. Harding's copy of this book.
Oh no I don't understand.
Never mind just start looking.
Yeah but Mr. Valentine there's at least a thousand books in the shop.
Let's see now.
Mary Hayden Lamb was a local writer.
Now why would Harding choose her book unless...
Oh wait a minute I think I got it Sonny.
He must have known her.
Well what of it?
That means it would be Harding's personal book see.
Oh no I don't see.
Come on there's a little room in back of the store.
Remember that's where Frank was hiding the last time we were here.
Yeah that's right.
Well come on.
It's dark.
Careful now here we are.
I'll look around with my flashlight.
Let's see.
Hey there's a desk Mr. Valentine.
Are there any books on it?
Sure.
Read the titles.
Webster's Dictionary.
The Complete Shakespeare.
Cooking for Fun.
And the Isle...
The Isle of Love that's it.
Grab it Sonny and let's get out of here.
Okay Mr. Valentine.
We'll take it back to the office.
Hey aren't we ever going to get to sleep tonight?
We haven't time.
Now let's get to the car.
Sonny duck.
Jesus what was that?
Somebody took a shot at it.
Mr. Valentine.
It's alright Sonny you missed.
Yeah but let's get out of here quick.
I don't think that person likes us.
And then somebody started shooting at us.
Oh it was plenty of excitement Sis.
You're lucky.
Frank's a bore.
This conversation is brilliant.
Is he the yeah?
Or yeah?
I guess it was Mrs. Harding shooting at us.
Huh Mr. Valentine?
Because Frank was with Claire.
Not for long.
No?
No he just took me to a cab stand.
I see.
Run out of charm?
Oh.
Gee because Mr. Valentine you've just about taken that book apart.
Well there's nothing in here.
No secret compartment.
No writing on the pages.
I can't find a thing.
Well then let's go home and get some sleep.
No we can't stop now.
Okay kids make yourselves comfortable.
What are you going to do?
Well I'll have to start reading the book.
A louse?
Certainly I might miss something.
He's going to read all of it?
That's right.
Here we go.
The summer sun was setting in a blaze of glory, casting its light like a shimmering ribbon
of golden orange across the lake.
On the bank her wavy hair streaming from her uplifted head stood Jennifer.
Oh I can tell this is going to be a classic.
Perhaps her dream of love was to become a reality, for coming toward her was a canoe,
and in the canoe was a man.
Mr. Valentine, do you think Sunny's old enough?
I'll keep quiet will you?
Jennifer sighed longingly.
Sunny, perhaps her stay on the island was at an end.
Her face was alive with expectancy.
Weeks had gone by.
Jennifer knew that this was her man.
What choice did she have on a desert island?
In spite of his aloofness, in spite of his air of mystery, Jennifer knew that she loved him.
And then a wonderful thing happened.
He knelt beside her and kissed her.
Well it's about time.
Oh she said, then you do love me.
Naive creature isn't she?
Yes he answered, I love you with all my heart.
If you don't believe me, look carefully when the grandfather's clock strikes the hour of midnight.
And I love you too, she told him.
Wait a minute, what was that again?
And I love you too, she told him.
No, no, no, go back to where he loves her.
Oh yes he answered, I love you with all my heart.
If you don't believe me, look carefully when the grandfather's clock strikes the hour of midnight.
Hey that doesn't make sense.
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
The printing on this page looks a little different.
Yeah so does the paper.
Claire get my copy of the book.
Here it is.
Okay turn to page 82.
Come on, come on.
Okay now read that part.
Yes he answered, I love you with all my heart.
I swear it Jennifer.
That's enough, this is it kids.
Mr. Harding printed this page himself.
Look carefully when the grandfather's clock strikes the hour of midnight.
Mr. Valentine there's a grandfather's clock in the bookshop.
That's right Sonny.
And there's where that money must be hidden.
Claire get Mrs. Harding on the phone.
Tell her to meet us at the bookshop right away.
At this hour?
And then phone Frank at the shop.
Tell him to expect us.
Oh alright.
Phone Miss Berry will you?
She wanted to be in on the kill.
Oh now you've got me phoning your blonde for you.
Well whatever you say Mr. Valentine.
What are you waiting for Mr. Valentine?
Why don't you give me my money?
You mean my money Aunt Harriet.
Now don't fight over the money.
We don't even know if there is any.
Then why did you call us here?
Then why bring Alice into this?
Well if there is any money you'll have to thank Alice.
She gave me the clue.
Then it really was a clue Mr. Valentine.
That's right Alice.
It led me to a book.
And in the book I found some words that Mr. Harding printed.
It said, look carefully when the grandfather's clock strikes the hour of midnight.
The grandfather's clock?
I'm going to see about that.
Now take it easy Frank.
Now Frank that's not your property.
Get away from that clock.
There's nothing in here.
The clue didn't say there was something in the clock.
It said, look carefully when the grandfather's clock strikes the hour of midnight.
Well it's striking twelve now.
Well what's different about the clock when it strikes twelve than at any other time?
When it strikes twelve both hands point up.
What girl Claire?
Sonny, hand me that chair.
Okay.
You think there's something on top of the clock?
No, above it.
On the wall here.
Yeah, see?
There's a false panel.
Need any help?
Oh thanks Frank.
I think I can do it with the heel of my hand.
That does it.
What is it?
Is there something in there?
Yes.
A package.
What's in it?
A minute I'll see.
Well, well, well.
Bill.
Large denominations and lots of them.
Let me have that.
Now don't rush me.
Hey there's a note here too.
What does it say?
Mrs. Harding, is this your husband's handwriting?
No, no it isn't.
That's my father's handwriting.
You see the money is mine.
Not so fast Frank.
Well what does the note say?
It says, dear brother Bill, I'm leaving this money in your care.
Frank is too wild to be trusted with it.
When he settles down you can give it to him.
Then give it to him.
Wait a minute, there's more.
There's a condition I attach to this.
Frank must provide for you and your wife as long as either of you shall live.
Is that all?
That's it Mrs. Harding.
Then it is Frank's money.
Give it to him.
He doesn't have to provide for me.
No, this money is for both of us Aunt Harriet.
Well that's more than I deserve Frank.
You can stop talking right now and hand that money over.
Alice.
Give it to me Mr. Valentine and hurry up about it.
I never argue with a beautiful woman.
Especially when she has a gun in her hand.
Mr. Valentine, was she the one who was after the money all along?
That's right.
When she phoned me and got bumped on the head I thought it was funny I didn't hear the blow over the telephone.
And if she was hit from behind why was the bruise on the forehead?
Never mind the explanation, hand that over.
Then she's the one who shot at us.
Certainly.
She couldn't get in here to look for the book because Frank was guarding the place.
First she tried to put me off the track with that mother goose stuff.
But she finally gave me the right clue.
She figured if she told me the truth I'd get the money and she'd tail me and pick it up.
That's enough out of you Mr. Valentine.
Give me the money.
Oh certainly here you are Miss Berry.
But Mr. Valentine.
I don't try to stop her Frank, it's dangerous.
You're right it is dangerous.
Stay just where you are, don't even make a move.
But Mr. Valentine.
Be careful.
But you're letting her get away.
Not very far.
The police are out there.
Let's go.
It's okay Mr. Valentine they got us.
Your money will be returned to you Frank.
Thanks Mr. Valentine.
I owe you a lot.
That's right.
But you'll get a bill in the morning.
Come on kids.
Good night Mr. Valentine.
Good night.
Well I'm really going to sleep tonight.
Yeah so am I.
Oh too bad.
Too bad it had to end this way.
Huh?
What do you mean?
You're thinking about the nurse.
Aren't you Mr. Valentine?
You know Claire.
I believe she was a natural blonde after all.
George will be back in a moment.
Meanwhile it doesn't matter whether you sit in an office or ride a tractor.
Life these days seems to be getting more complicated for everybody.
Any convenience that makes living a little simpler is always as welcome as spring.
Your chevron dealer knows this as any friendly businessman should.
So he tries to make you his friend by making his cream green and burgundy station as convenient and efficient as he can.
He'll make it a point to know your car and the grade of RPM compounded motor oil you use.
He'll urge you to use a chevron credit card because he wants to save you time.
He handles chevron supreme gasoline because he knows it'll give you good going wherever you drive.
He takes the trouble to know the country nearby so that he can give you good travel tips.
When you get right down to it at chevron gas stations you get the same sort of convenient service you expect from any other wide awake home owned business.
Get acquainted with the one near you. You'll like it.
Well next week George Valentine is confronted with a problem.
A big problem. You'll probably hear something like this.
Are you a client or no client Mr. Valentine? You can't keep a dog that big in this apartment.
Chief, do you realize he eats six pounds of food a day?
Six pounds? What kind of food?
I'm not sure but he seemed awfully fond of my head.
Okay Sonny, go out and buy him a bone.
Chevron gas stations all through the west invite you to be with us again next week for another chapter of Let George Do It,
brought to you by the makers of chevron supreme gasoline and RPM compounded motor oil.
Let George Do It starring Robert Bailey as George with Francis Robinson as Claire and Eddie Firestone Jr. as Sonny,
is written by Pauline Hopkins, produced and directed by Owen Vincent.
Others in the cast were Jane Morgan as Mrs. Harding, Harry Bartel as Frank Harding, Evelyn Scott as Alice Barry and Paul McVeigh as Mr. Ward.
The music was composed and conducted by Charles Dant, your announcer John Heston.
Listen again next week, same time, same station to Let George Do It.
This is the mutual Don Lee Broadcasting System.