Counterspy: Cherchez La Femme (A0060)

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Music Welcome to The Great Adventurers of Old Time Radio from Boise, Idaho. This is your host, Adam Graham. In a moment, we're going to bring you our new series, Counter-Spot. But first, I do want to encourage you to join the podcast to please follow us using your favorite podcast software. And our podcast is brought to you in part by the financial support of our listeners. You can support the show on a one-time basis, support.greatdetectives.net, and become one of our ongoing Patreon supporters for as little as $2 per month at patreon.greatdetectives.net. Now we're going to talk about Counter-Spot. And even though, particularly at the beginning, it might seem to be covering similar ground to Cloak and Dagger, but there are many big differences. Cloak and Dagger told tales inspired by true adventures of the OSS overseas. Counter-Spot, particularly at the beginning, told stories of American counterintelligence and the efforts to port the efforts of spies and fifth columnists. By nature, these stories were fictional, since the US government wasn't about to tell stories in the middle of the war about our counterintelligence effort, because there were all sorts of risk in doing so. And you'd pick up some of that from some of the post-war films that came out, like House on 92nd Street. In that film, it was portrayed that the US had tracked down the key to a Nazi sparring, but found more valuable use of it to continue to use it to intercept true information and send some inaccurate information back to the Germans for as long as possible. And certainly, there may have been some tricks that they picked up during the war that they weren't eager to share with radio audiences. Even after the war, Counter-Spot premiered at a time when hiding fifth columnists and spies was almost the responsibility of every fictional character. Even before the war, there had been comic book characters like Spice-Masher. But once the war was on, it seems like everybody took a crack at the Axis. You could find Axis fighters in the funny papers. You could find them on the silver screen in serials. You even had Lionel Barrymore's Unley Mayor in the mayor of the town having at least one, and I think maybe multiple encounters with Axis agents. You even had a Laurel and Hardy movie that involved them fighting fifth columnists. And Counter-Spot easily could have just been one of those shows that aired during the war and then disappeared forever. But it actually had a pretty significant life on radio. It was the third series produced by Phillips Lord, who already had gangbusters and Mr. District Attorney under his belt. Counter-Spot would actually remain on the air until 1957. Not quite as long a run as gangbusters, but a bit more than Mr. District Attorney. And today's episode takes us close to the beginning of the series. This is actually the fourth episode of Counter-Spot, the original air date, June the 8th, 1942, and the title is Shisei Lougham. Washington calling Counter-Spot. Washington calling Counter-Spot. Washington calling Counter-Spot. Washington calling Counter-Spot. Haunting Counter-Spot calling Washington. Haunting Counter-Spot calling Washington. Haunting Counter-Spot calling Washington. The Blue Network presents Phillips H. Lord's Counter-Spot. Backing our great army and navy at the front is our invisible army of United States counter-spies, who work quietly, effectively, and swiftly against the enemies in our midst. They are the dread of the German Gestapo, the Italian Obra, and the Japanese Black Dragons. Imagine their ace counter-spy of them all as David Harding, specially appointed with authority to work however or wherever he will. Three weeks ago, in Washington, a very prominent bachelor by the name of William R. Terrace stood in the center of his expensive apartment. At the time, at 11.25 at night, a dim light burned on a little ebony side table. Mr. Terrace stood there, his face was ashen white. Great beads of perspiration stood out on his forehead. Go on, you betrayed your country. Go on. Go on, pull the trigger, you coward. Go on! The only editor to hold the press, William R. Terrace has just committed suicide in his living room. He left a note saying it was because of ill health. It's a clear-cut case of suicide, Mr. Harding. You're the chief in what you say goes, but it's just the case of a wealthy bachelor in poor health. I admit, Mark, William Terrace probably did commit suicide. But remember this, were at war, the Gestapo or experts at making a murder appear to be a suicide. Then you're really going to investigate it? I think I'll at least ask a few questions. Yes, sir. Now the note Terrace left, Mark, said he was committing suicide because of ill health. I think I'll drop in on his doctor and see how bad his health really was. You would know, Doctor, if Mr. Terrace was in poor health. I was shocked at his suicide, Mr. Harding. From everything I know, Mr. Terrace was in perfect health. That's quite interesting. I think I'll go over to Mr. Terrace's bank and see if finances were worrying him. No, Mr. Harding. Mr. Terrace's finances were in perfect condition. He was worth nearly three-quarters of a million. He had many government bonds and securities. Mark, when a man commits suicide and it isn't his health and it isn't finances, look for the woman. Exactly. That's what I want you to do, Mark. Yes, sir. Now pick six men, cover Washington from head to foot, and find out what woman William Terrace paid special attention to. Yes? Mr. Harding, I've just completed that investigation. A man in question was spotless, described as congenial, social, friendly, but never escorted any particular woman. Was known to be very proper and old-fashioned in ideals. All right, Mark. That ends that lead. Meet me later. I'm going to take a long chance and visit the accounting firm which checked Terrace's books. Yes, Mr. Harding. We've been the accountants of Mr. Terrace's firm for nine years. I want you to go to Mr. Terrace's office and get his office pad of appointments for the past year. Now check that appointment list for lapses of time. Then check those dates against his personal checks. And see what checks were made out during those periods of absences. This should tell us where Mr. Terrace was during those absences. Mr. Harding, we went over Mr. Terrace's office pad and found he was absent from his business during the past year on four different occasions, a week at each time. Good. Now during those absences, did he make out any checks? His first absence corresponds to the check he made out at the Saratoga Hotel, Saratoga Springs. During Mr. Terrace's second absence, he made out a check at the clubhouse Pine Hill, South Carolina. This third check was made out at a clubhouse Atlanta, Georgia. Fine. Thank you. This is G6, calling from Saratoga Springs. Man in question spent week here in company of woman. Dark complexion, about 31, extensively dressed, unusually attractive, full report follows. Fine. Proceed. G8 reporting from Pine Hill, South Carolina. Man in question stayed here accompanied by unknown woman in early 30s, most attractive, expensively gown, dark, report follows. This is beginning to get very interesting, Mr. Harding. Yet we may still be on a wild goose chase, Mark. We have no idea who that girl was. She may have been perfectly all right. But how can we ever find her? She may be anywhere. Well, here's a little something I dug up. April the second, William Terrace made out a check to the Washington Jewelry Company for $8,000. That's a pretty sizable amount for a bachelor to be making out to send to a jewelry house. That's what I thought, Mark. I'm going to check that jewelry house. I want to guess what William Terrace bought with that $8,000. Mr. Terrace bought a solid-tear diamond ring, 10 and 1 half carats, platinum setting, a woman's ring. We have no record that he said whom he was buying it for. That is all. Thank you. Well, Mark, now we know that Mr. Terrace bought a ring for some woman. Who is she? Where is she? That's a tough question, Mr. Harding. Well, let's put two and two together and try to make five. Check all insurance companies, Mark, and see if within a few days after April the second, any woman insured a ring for approximately $8,000. Say, that's clever reasoning. You win, Harding. We're getting hot. Here's the insurance report. April 5th, a solid-tear diamond ring, platinum setting, was insured for $8,000 by a Miss Avery Rollins of 1370 Lincoln Boulevard Northwest, Washington. Rollins? Avery Rollins? That name's very familiar. She's high society, Mr. Harding. Lives with her uncle and aunt. Now, I got a report on her. Age 32, height 5 feet 5, light hair, light complexion, very social, educated at the Sorbonne Paris, above reproach. But the woman seen with William Terrace at the resort was dark, dark hair. But the weights are approximately the same, both apparently wealthy, both smart dressers. Mark, there's something wrong, something very wrong. It's a problem that's got to be approached from some unusual angle. Well, you have a very luxurious apartment here, Colonel Reynolds. Thank you, Mr. Harding. I'm pretty proud of it, especially this library den. I'm here to make a very unusual request, Colonel. As you may know, I'm a United States counterspike. Yes, I do. How, Colonel? You knew William Terrace personally, didn't you? Oh, yes. Was his suicide a bona fide suicide, Mr. Harding? Well, if you're perfectly frank, Colonel Reynolds, I don't know. That's why I've come to you. I need the aid of a citizen, Colonel, prominent, who has some government responsibility. You're 48? That's correct. A bachelor? A confirmed one. You're a very handsome man. Oh, come now, come. Yes, and very fascinating to women. Now, wait a minute. Oh, this is very serious business. You're chairman on the board for the new airplane formations and armor. That makes you a very interesting person to certain other persons. Colonel, do you happen to know Miss Avery Rollins? A very gorgeous woman, but I've never happened to meet her. She's usually surrounded by an in number of admirers. Well, I'm going to arrange for you to meet her, Colonel Reynolds. I'm going to ask you to make yourself just as interesting to her as possible. In fact, I'm going to ask you to try and make it even a constant attachment for a time. Huh? Oh, no, Harding, that's a little too much. I don't wish to get mixed up with women, Colonel Reynolds. You could be the principal factor in possibly exposing one of the most cunning spy rings in this country today. You don't think Avery Rollins was in any way connected with terraces, suicide? You don't think she's acting as a spy? That's what I want to find out, Colonel. Good Lord Harding. I've arranged for Lady Keston to give a formal ball next Friday evening. I've given her a list of guests she's to include. Miss Rollins will be one. And I'd appreciate your being another and casually meeting her. Naturally, Rollins. Huh, to Harding under these circumstances, no man could refuse. I thought you'd feel that way, sir. Now, after you meet her, please don't try to contact me in any way. Leave it up to me to find out what you're doing. Three weeks later, March 23rd. G6. The Colonel boarded train at Washington. After hour, it was joined by a woman already on train. She is of dark complexion, expensively dressed, very attractive, black hair, high to approximately 5 feet 5. Ticket breach, farm spring, that is all. That's strange. That's not the description of Ivory Rollins. April 6th, 4.20 p.m. The Colonel in question boarded train at Washington. Hour later, joined woman already on train. Dark complexion, expensively dressed, very beautiful and exotic. Weight, 110 pounds. Tickets read, Atlanta, Georgia. Who is meeting Colonel Reynolds on these trips? Is it Avery Rollins or who is it? Come in. Oh, hello, March. Hello, Miss Darnie. I just got the fact that that dark girl was meeting the Colonel. Good. What did you find out? You were right, sir. After the girl got off the train with the Colonel, I went to her compartment. There were unmistakable signs of dark colored powder, blonde hair and black hair which showed at the end of the hair, as if it had come out of a wig. Now, she must get on the train, get a compartment and change your appearance before she comes out and meets the Colonel. Then it is Avery Rollins. Though she's been absent from Washington at the same time as the Colonel has. She's probably explained to the Colonel that because of their prominent standing in Washington, she must disguise herself. Then, the way I see it, this Avery Rollins must have been the mysterious dark woman with whom William Terrace went off on trips before he was murdered. Without a doubt, and she's connected with his murder in some manner. And I've got to make sure the Colonel isn't killed the same way. She's off now down at Virginia Beach with him. What a sunset, Avery. Beautiful. I love to lie on the beach after all the others have gone in. Look at those breakers on the sea. John, sometimes I see a look come over your face. A look of pain. Anything troubling you? No, dear. Nothing really. Perhaps you're worrying about your responsibilities, those new war plans or something. No, I don't think I am. Oh, I wish we didn't have to go back to Washington tomorrow. We must, though. I've got some important conferences. Here, put these in your bag, will you, Avery? I'm afraid I'll lose them in the sand. Oh, but before I bring keys down to the beach. I don't dare leave them in the hotel room. The flat one is the key to the secret cabinet in my library. It has the government plans we're drawing up. Oh, no, no, John. Don't give me the keys. It's too big a responsibility. Well, all right. I'll hide them next time under the rug at the hotel. Oh, Billy. Let's go in the water. Come on. All right. I'll beat you to it. Oh, you just try. Oh, I was looking for you, Harding. Well, hello, Colonel Reynolds. Glad to see you. Sit down. Now, I thought it might be better for us to meet openly at the hotel here rather than for me to go again to your apartment. A good many things have happened since we last talked, Harding. Yes. And you've proved yourself a veteran. A professional counter spy couldn't have done better. Anything the matter, Harding? Well, I think the big moment's here. It's now or never. What shall I do? I'd like to invite Miss Rollins up to your apartment Tuesday night for a formal dinner. Just you two. I'll try. You don't think, do you, Harding? Miss Rollins really is a spy? Yes, Colonel. I do. But I kept the key to my secret file where she could get it. Called her attention to it. Harding, tell me the truth. You don't think Miss Rollins was the girl who was with Terrace on those trips before he committed suicide? Yes. His blood is on her hands, Colonel. And probably the blood of a dozen other men. Now, Tuesday night, after you've had dinner, I wish you'd go with her into your library den for coffee. But under no conditions, Colonel, drink the coffee. Now, I'll casually drop in a little later. Hmm. You intend to break her Tuesday night? If I can. And I hope I can. What's the matter, Colonel? Why does it sheet? I'm all right. Can I get you something? No. What is it, Colonel? You can tell me. Harding, I love her. You don't mean that. Yes. Yes, I do mean it. I love her. Good heavens, man, you can. I think she's innocent. She didn't try to copy the key. She's never tried to ask me questions about secret government affairs. But she's a murderous Colonel. Take my word for it. The blood of Terrace is on her. She double-crossed you in a second. I didn't realize how lonely I'd been. She's so clever, smart, beautiful, everything about her. I can't stand it. You're not thinking of doing what William Terrace did. No. No, not that. I guess I can see it through. I'm sorry, Colonel. Terribly sorry. Hmm. I guess there's no more to be said. You'll go through with it tomorrow night, as planned. Yes. I remember. Do not drink any coffee that's poured. I wish I could say something, Colonel Reynolds. I feel for you from the bottom of my heart. But this is bigger than you or me. I know. But still, I think she's innocent. Some more champagne, Avery? Please, John. That's a stunning evening gown. It blends right with your skin. Oh, bladder. Some more champagne for you, sir. Yes. And Martin? Yes, sir. Miss Avery and I will have our brand-in coffee in the library tonight. Yes, sir. And I'd like to have you remain this evening. Very good, sir. Oh, by the way, Avery, did you ever know William R. Terrace? Terrace? Wasn't he the man who committed suicide about four months ago? Yes. I've seen him, but I've never met him. Awful. Awful thing, wasn't it? I've heard some people say it wasn't suicide. Yes, but you can't tell from rumors. You like this old wear? You caught me looking at it, John. Yes, I do like it. Everything about this place, it's so tasteful. I had thought I was perfectly contented, but now it all seems so insignificant. To have something really worthwhile, you've got to have someone to share it with. I found this ending, Clujan. Close, nurse, and comradeship mean more than anything. Shall I have Martin serve the coffee and brand-in the library? Yes, do I finish? Let me help you. But I'd rather sit on the divan with you. Avery, you look like the most sophisticated woman in the world, like one of those gorgeous paintings, and then you say something so tender. Oh, but a woman should be a mystery to a man. There. Avery. I know. But you don't know how much? Yes, I do, John. My heart's pitter-pattering the same way. It has been ever since that last trip. Do you love me, Avery? Yes, John. Very deeply. Avery. Pardon me, sir, but Mr. Harding and his friend have called. Oh, uh, yes. Yes, Martin, show them in. Oh, why do they have to come at just this moment? Well, Harding's a very good friend, I guess. He's just dropping in. We were just on our way to the club. We thought we'd stop in, Colonel. Hello, Harding. Glad to see you. Have you met Miss Rollins? I don't believe I've had that privilege. Good evening, Miss Rollins. Good evening, Mr. Harding. Miss Rollins is a friend of mine, Mr. Mark. Good evening, Mr. Mark. It's a pleasure. And Colonel Reynolds, Mark. Good evening, Mr. Mark. Won't you join us in a brand-in coffee? Oh, thank you. We've just finished dinner. Sit down, gentlemen, and make yourselves comfortable. Well, while you men chat, I think I'll go and freshen up a bit. We just finished dinner. Delicious dinner, Mr. Harding, but fried chicken, and you know what that does to the hand. I've always maintained the only real place to really enjoy fried chicken was in the bath. You men chat, and I'll be back in just a few moments, if you'll excuse me. Yes, sir. Harding, it's all right to talk in front of Mr. Mark. Yes, Colonel. He's a counter-spion active service. Harding, it can't be true. She's too decent. I'm going crazy, Colonel Reynolds. I'm going to have to be brutal tonight. Ordinarily, I wouldn't operate this way. But I'm going to do everything I can to expose this right here in front of you. I believe I ought to you. Tell me, Harding, she's really one of your agents working with you. Tell me that you suspected me, and really did this so she could check on me. Tell me that. He's my mahi-mahi. The only way, Colonel, is to let this unfold. Now, would you wrink your butler, please? Well, yes. Yes. Harding, it's at the butler you're really after. Tell me it's he and not Avery. Isn't it, Colonel? I know how upset you are. I sympathize. But I can't change the facts. I don't say anything for a minute. Did you wring for me, sir? I believe the Colonel wanted you to pour some brandy for me. Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. This is a gun in your stomach. Don't move. Harding. Quiet, please, Colonel. Cover his hands behind him, Mark. Tight. Got him. Then he's the man you're after, not Avery. I believe he... I know him. Martin. There. Without his wig, he looks more natural, like it's pictured. Your butler, Colonel Reynolds, is Hare Franz Backman, one of the cleverest Austrian spies. I am not him. I do not know whom you are talking about. Colonel, when your butler was hurt by a car six weeks ago, you might be interested to know it was a plot. The man at the wheel of the car which ran down your butler was this man standing here. He wanted to pose as a butler, so he could get in your house here. We've been checking on him for weeks. Here. Drink the coffee you serve, the Colonel. Drink it. Now, you don't like dope coffee, huh, Bergman? Please, Harding Avery is coming back. Watch her when she comes in. I think she'll be pretty surprised. There's something the matter in here. Is that your butler? His hair is... Yes, Miss Rollins. We removed his wig. Why? For the reason that he happens not to be a butler. But Hare Franz Backman, a very noted Austrian spy. Spy? He's a spy. Yes, quite a catch. Oh, I'm so glad you caught him. Mark, take Backman over to the other side of the room. Come on, Hitler, I'll lead you by the nose. Oh, John, you must feel terribly about this taking place in your apartment. Here, take this, Brandy. You look like a ghost. Thank you. Thank you, Avery. Thanks. Now, Colonel Reynolds, I have a record I'd like to play for you. Would you mind my using your machine? I know. No, the switch is right on the side of the radio line. It's just a short recording. I, uh... I feel a little dizzy, huh? I guess I'll sit here by you, Avery. Good. What kind of a record is it, Mr. Harding? What's the purpose of it? I believe that it'll be self-explanatory. It was made last night. There. The lines were spoken rather softly at the time, but I'll turn on the full volume so we won't miss anything. Here. Get the camera ready. Oh, I can't find anything but personal papers. Oh, they must be there. The Colonel told me himself. He kept them in the wall safe in his library. Yes, all right, but if we don't find them, you'll just have to keep on playing them. Oh, fool. I want to spit in his face every time I get near him. I can't stand to touch him. Oh, the plans are not here. Yeah, he has taken them. They must be there. We have failed tonight, but he'll probably put them in here tomorrow. Oh, tonight would be the last. Then I could break him and force him to commit suicide without terrorists. If he won't, we'll coin him his coffee. Oh, that's so quick. I'll kill you! Avery, do you know what you're saying? You pig! You twine and scorn me! Colonel Reynolds, the plans weren't there, but if they had been, you wouldn't be alive tonight. She'd have worked on you till she'd gotten you to commit suicide. Man, I would have made him kill himself just like I made Carol kill himself. Help you, fool. Don't talk. She'd have told you she'd gotten the plans, that you'd be disgraced. She'd have broken your heart. You'd have done what all the other men have done, and she's worked off. And I would have lost it, the stupid dog. Colonel, her real name is Marie Schmitz of Hungary, a paid spy. She goes to the biggest bidder. This woman is one of the cleverest, if not the cleverest, paid woman spy in this country. And that buffer of yours, Franz Backman, is her husband. Take the morni, Mark. The other agents are out in the front hall. Yes, sir. Come on, come on, come on, come on. I'm sorry, Colonel, but I had to strip it all down before you, so you'd never have any doubt. I didn't know a person could be hurt quite this much. You may have saved the lives, Colonel, of thousands of our boys. I hope so. Come over here by the window for a minute. Would you, Colonel? No, I couldn't. She'd been what I hoped she was. Look at those Marines swing along. You've done them and the boys like them a great service, Colonel Reynolds. No one will probably ever know about it. But you will. And I will. Let's open the window. Isn't that Santa Threl drill? It does. Yes. I'm glad I was able to help Harding. Every one of us has got to sacrifice some one way, some another. I guess this way is mine. All over this country tonight has spread a great army of counter spies, men working to protect you and our boys at the front, special agents of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, of the Secret Service, of the Treasury and State Department, of the Intelligence Bureau's of the Army and the Navy, men who are constantly on the alert, diligently protecting our home front. These men beg of you not to talk concerning troop movements, armaments, defense plans and wartime plans. There are many leeches, enemy agents, just waiting to pounce on every little scrap of information so their experts can piece it together into a big compact picture of our war efforts. Next one the evening, counter spy David Harding will be on the air. Tell your friends, invite them to listen in to these exciting, dramatized cases portrayed weekly at this time. Counter spy is the Phillips H. Lorde production, which has originated from New York. This is the Blue Network. When you manage procurement for multiple facilities, every order matters. But when it's for a hospital system, they matter even more. Grainger gets it and knows there's no time for managing multiple suppliers and no room for shipping delays. That's why Grainger offers millions of products in fast dependable delivery so you can keep your facility stocked safe and running smoothly. Call 1-800-Grainger, click Grainger.com or just stop by. Grainger, for the ones who get it done. Welcome back. Okay, I think as an introduction to the series, even though it's not the first episode, it definitely does get you familiar with the concept. And the opening would remain pretty much the same even as the show evolved. The ability for David Harding to pick his own cases, it is a huge, huge, very dubious procedure to have in place. But that ability to have that flexibility about the cases portrayed is part of the reason that Counter Spy lasted for so long, as we'll hear as we get further into the series. Here, it really does give him the latitude to give this a thorough investigation when the police had just kind of been willing to go along with it being a suicide. Although I have to say, even a suicide that is somewhat coerced or that someone was manipulated into, I've never heard of anyone lying in their suicide note. And telling such an easily disproven lie, such as that you committed suicide due to poor health when your health was fine. I did think Harding had a good plan with the Colonel, although I think we can look and say that it was a bit of a mistake to just leave the Colonel to his own devices while he was going through this romantic relationship. And I did feel bad for him the way that it worked out. I did like the way that he came up with alternate explanations for his mission. It was not some total abandonment of all logic and reason. Some of the ideas he came up with would have actually been a really good twist. But alas, it was not to be. And I did appreciate Harding trying to reassure him about it, and again making the point that he had helped save lives. And I think it's the type of ending that would have particularly resonated during World War II as a lot of people face the reality that sometimes you don't get the happy ending. But if you can make a difference for your nation and the future of liberty, then you've done something worthwhile. It's not all about you. Listener comments and feedback now. And we have comments regarding the episode 13 Rue Madeline with Humphrey Bogart. And Itchy Richie says, this is a great old movie with James Cagney. And thanks so much. I don't think I did mention that the original screen version that was adapted was with Cagney. But it was. So appreciate that. And then have a really good comment from Mechanic66. When they were talking about Sharky going himself and getting caught, he said, I'll have my L tab and with one bite, I'll be gone. So why was he taken alive? Well, that is a really good question. And this is a case where I have a strong preference for one hour adaptations of films as opposed to half hours. And you really get a lot more chance to fill in the details. And in this case, when they adapted it down to half an hour, they left in a line. But they didn't really communicate why he didn't take the L tab. If you watch the film version, he has completed the mission he had in the film, but did not get away. And he was hidden in the brush. And there was a gun that was just a few feet away from him. And he had the L tab out at one point when there were Nazi officers about. But the Nazi officers moved and he thought he had a chance of getting the gun. And if he can get the gun, that creates a lot of options for him to get away, to inflict more damage on the enemy. And Sharky, while he's willing to take this, if he's got no other choice, I think understandably, that's not his purpose. But he goes for the gun and is spotted before he can get it cleanly. And he ends up getting knocked out with the L tab in his hands. And that's actually right away from his hands by the Germans. But again, the radio version doesn't really make that clear. But that's what happened. And I hope that explanation helps. All right, well, now it's time to thank our Patreon supporter of the day. And I want to go ahead and thank Suzy, Patreon supporter since September of 2025, currently supporting the podcast at the secret agent level of $4 or more per month. Thank you so much for your support, Suzy. And that will do it for today. If you're enjoying the podcast, please follow us using your favorite podcast software. And if you're enjoying the podcast on YouTube, be sure to like the video, subscribe to the channel, and mark the notification bell. We'll be back next Saturday with another episode of Counter-Spot. But join us back here on Tuesday on the Great Adventurers podcast, where we will be bringing you the next installment in the Tarzan serial. And of course, the great Detectives of Old Time Radio will be back on Monday with Danger with Granger. In the meantime, do send your comments to box13atgreatdetectives.net from Boise, Idaho. This is your host, Adam Graham, son and all. Granger gets it, and knows there's no time for managing multiple suppliers and no room for shipping delays. That's why Granger offers millions of products in fast, dependable delivery, so you can keep your facility stocked safe and running smoothly. Call 1-800-GRANGER, click Granger.com, or just stop by. Granger, for the ones who get it done.