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In book form, The Razor's Edge sold something more than 2 million copies, and Darrell Evgenic's film production was seen by perhaps 40 million more, truly a bestseller. And tonight when 20 or 25 million people hear the story again, it brought to you by another bestseller, Lux's Toilet Soap. And like any bestseller, quality is responsible for the success of Lux's Toilet Soap. The curtain rises on The Razor's Ida Lupino as Ida Bell and Mark Stevens as Lux. Here are my recollections of a very unusual young man, with whom I was thrown into contact at long intervals. He's not famous. It even may be that when his life is over, he will leave no more trace of his sojourn on this earth than a stone thrown in a river, leaves on the surface of the water. And yet, I met him first in the summer of 1919 in Chicago. A friend of mine, Elliot Templeton, whom I'd known in Paris, invited me to record a family dinner party at a country club. Oh, there you are, Lord. Welcome to this benighted city. Let me present my sister, Louisa, Mr. Summit Edmore. My sister, Mrs. Radd, how do you do? He's really quite famous abroad, Louisa, so pretend you know all his books. How much longer must we wait for dinner? Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll try to find out about his house. Of course. I should never have left Paris. Well, why did you? To visit Louisa and Isabelle. Oh, Isabelle is my niece, Louisa's daughter. She's around here somewhere. I'd like to meet her. You'll also meet her young man. His name is Larry Darrell, and I don't approve of it. Oh, I have nothing against him, but he hasn't any money. We can't all be millionaires. The fellow has even got a job. He doesn't want one. That must be a great chance for a man like you, Elliot, who's never earned a penny in his life. You may have escaped your notice, my dear fellow, but I am not an ordinary man. For a man kind industry is essential. Oh, this is Isabelle now. She's very lovely. And that other girl, her name is Sophie Nelson, a sort of country cover. Well, come, I'd rather think I'd require a concert. Seeing that Sophie was alone, I walked over and introduced myself. Why, the pride in his name, Mr. Marley. Oh, I would have a drink. Well, let me bring you one. Don't tempt me. I promised Bob I wouldn't. Bob? He doesn't like you to come here. Now, which one here is Bob? Oh, he hasn't arrived. He's putting himself through law school, and he doesn't finish till late. Mr. Marley, you're a great friend of Mr. Campbell. Elliot has no friends, my dear. Only acquaintances. He's an awful snob, isn't he? Awful, but he's kind and generous. In Paris, people laugh at him behind his back, but they never hesitate to drink his wine and eat his food. Oh, is that Mr. Darrell there with Isabelle? Oh, no, that's Grae. Grae Maturin. He follows a many, many a stalker. He gives a talk. I see. Grae's really wonderful. And he's so much in love with Isabelle. And he's in love with Larry Darrell. I suppose that's what complicates matters. Oh, speaking of Larry, there he is now. From Mr. Marley. Nice, you know that. Oh, of course I am. Oh, I'd like to catch him trying with Isabelle. Now, be nice to Mr. Darrell. You and Sophie? They grew up together, Mr. Marley. Surely it was probably the best shortstop our neighborhood ever had. Mr. Marley, since I'm not on this, I've warned you that Larry's very stupid. He knows nothing about anything to cry on. But when he came back from the war, he looked so lovely in his uniform. I just jumped on his doorstep until he consented the marionet. The competition was awful. Isabelle's not a bad girl, Mr. Marley. She's just a terrible liar. Larry, I think we've tried to dance before, Jimmy. Well, you should have, Mr. Marley. Of course, run along. I wanted to be with you alone. Only for a minute. I have every intention of doing exactly that. Stop it, you're a great father of a Jew. Are you mad because I didn't accept you? Well, perhaps for all a man must work. Longer you put it off, the harder it will be. Well, I'd like to do more with my life than sell bonds, Isabelle. What, Larry? Oh, I don't know. Look, maybe. Oh, no, don't be funny, darling. This is serious. I think it's very serious. Darling, let's be sensible. This is a young country, and I'm never worth such great opportunity. I'm sure you're right. But it just happens that making money doesn't interest me as much as it should. Larry, you can't live without money. But I have a little. That's what gives me the chance to do what I want, Isabelle. The dead look so terribly dead when they're dead. What does that mean? Just that. Are you so terribly unhappy, darling? The only thing that makes me unhappy is making you unhappy. Maybe it would be better just to follow the beaten path as what is coming to me come. But then I think of a fellow I knew the last day of the war. He could have saved himself, but he didn't. He saved me, and he died. He's gone, and I'm here alive. Why? It's all so meaningless. I can't help but ask myself what life is all about, whether there's any sense to it or whether it's just a stupid blunder. Larry, what it helps is you went away for a while. I'd think correct support. And why don't you go? You mean you? You want to break our engagement? No, darling, of course not. I only mean I'm prepared to wait. That's what you want? It might be a year, Isabelle. Even longer. Might also be less. Where have you started going, Larry? Well, I... Well, Paris. I don't know why, but I've got it into my head that maybe in Paris, everything that's muddled in my mind would grow clear. Think if it doesn't grow clear. Well, give it all up and take the first job I can get. Oh, my darling. I love you, Larry. I love you so much. Hello, Uncle Larry. Isabelle? Well, I thought you were still converting at that horrible country club. What's the matter? Who was Larry? He dropped me off and fled. Hello, Mr. Mohan. Your uncle insisted on bringing me home for a brandy between... Just a moment, eh? Isabelle, about Larry, did you have a talk with him? Yes. Well, may I venture to inquire the results? Larry's decided to go to Paris for a while. Why? No. Don't be ridiculous. Oh, that's what he told me. Really? If you had any spirit, you'd have broken the ingates. What can I do? I love him. Mr. Mohan, I'm sorry to have inflicted this on you, but you know Uncle Larry. Well, I'll say good night. Good night, Isabelle. You think I'm upset, don't you, Mohan? She's laid it fairly obvious. Well, I'm not upset at all. In Europe, Daryl will be out of the way. And I don't see why Isabelle shouldn't marry Gray Maturin before the year is out. You've lived in France for long, Harriet. You've forgotten that in this country, a girl doesn't marry a man because her mother, or even her rich and worldly uncle won't pursue. You know, I don't mind admitting I have a sneaking sympathy for this Daryl fellow. I'll keep my eye on him in Paris. I look for an apartment at a really smart quarter. Oh, I'll do it in proud. I'll lend him the rose and my chauffeur down there. Yes, ma'am, I may even make Daryl my protege. All the wonderful things he was going to do for Larry in Paris. Unfortunately, Larry would have none of it. And Elliot picked him off like a speck of lint in his impeccable appell. Larry spent his year in France. Then, quite suddenly, Isabelle and her mother arrived. No, you don't look so unpleasant, Uncle Elliot. Of course I'll see Larry. Darling, don't be hurt, but I didn't come to Paris just to see you. He met you at the boat, I suppose. Oh, and it was wonderful to see him again. Mother, don't worry, look, Ma'am. I've just made it about his pride beautifully in your absence. Indeed. Well, I haven't a very good account of that young man. Oh. When he first arrived in Paris, I invited him to a luncheon. I planned to introduce him to the princess in over Molle. He told me that he doesn't eat lunch. Perhaps he doesn't. And then when I asked him to dinner, he said he had no eating clothes. Maybe he just didn't want to come. That's the most incredible reason for his using my invitation. I've ever heard. Well, Louisa, how long are you and Isabelle remaining? I don't know. I wouldn't be at all surprised if Larry's with us on the boat back home. You tried walking, Isabelle? Oh, no, no, Larry. It's delightful. All these wonderful little shops and everything. Larry, do you know I've been here nearly a month? It's impossible, darling. I've seen you every day, and I still don't know a thing about what you've done all year. Well, there's nothing to tell. Not really. I've traveled around the countryside, read a lot, gone to lectures. Well, that's funny. Have you found that piece of mind you were looking for? No. How much longer do you think all this is going to take? I don't know, Isabelle. I'd ask you that. What are you going to do with all the wisdom you will acquire? Well, if I ever acquire wisdom, I suppose I'll be wise enough to know what to do with it. You know what Uncle Elliot said? Nothing to my credit, I'm sure. Did you have a cozy little hideout somewhere? Well, come and see for yourself. The cozy little hideout's only a step from here. In this neighborhood? It does. Oh, Isabelle, it only looks dirty. Come on. I'd like you to leave. When America is living through the most glorious adventure the world has ever known, you just can't go on nothing forever. How come? Well, it's possible. And I have no importance to you at all. You're of great importance to me as well. I want very much to marry you. When? Ten years? No. Now, as soon as possible. On what? Well, my folks left me with what comes to about $3,000 a year. Oh, Larry. Well, lots of people live on a great deal less. But darling, I don't want to live on $3,000 a year. I never have. I don't see why I should. Oh, listen. If you hadn't ascended your name, but you got a job that brought you $3,000 a year, I'd marry you without a moment's hesitation. I think it was fun because I'd know it was only a question of time until you made good. But this means living like this all our lives with nothing to look forward to. Larry. Larry, I'm begging you to come home. I wouldn't make you happy if I did. Oh, I know I'm being stubborn, vague, and difficult, but I can't stop now, Isabel. I can't. If I tried, I'd just make a mess of your life and mine too. But what's all this going to lead to? Oh, I don't know, Isabel. Maybe nothing at all. But it may be that when I'm through, I found something to give that people will be glad to take. I mean, a way of life. Oh, I'm talking like a fool, and I know it. I'll probably fail. But if I do, I won't be any worse off than the seller who's gone into business and hasn't made a go of it. I see. There's nothing more to be said. What are you doing? Giving you mind, Dave. What's up, Isabel? Where are you going? Oh, well, in particular, Uncle Elliot. Larry and I are going out on the town. Larry? But you gave him up? Yes, dear, I know. But we thought we'd like to spend my last night in Paris together. If he had any sense of decency, he'd never ask you. I've found the shop. But he didn't ask me. I asked him. Louisa, you should forbid her to go. Will you pay any attention to me if I do, Isabel? No, darling, not you. Well, in that case, Elliot, there's little clients in forbidding. That's a lovely perfume she's wearing, Louisa. She should never have bought it. Oh, I love to admire it. And I'm inclined to think she bought it for a very good reason. No doubt there were moments that night when Isabel and Larry forgot their engagement present. But most of their evening was fast and strange, and children were yearning that neither music nor champagne could quite overcome. When Larry bought her back to Elliot's home, five hours, you'll be on the boat train. How does one say goodbye to them? Well, please say goodbye now, Larry. Stay for a moment. We could have one last drink together. I'd like to. Isabel, I've never seen you so beautiful. Oh, darling. There's so much I can't even... You'd better go. Larry, no, please, no. Don't kiss me again. Please, Larry. I have a mistake. That was a brilliant performance, my dear. Hello. Hello, Uncle Larry. I've been waiting in the next room. I left the door open just a little. You still want that drink? I expect you need it. Oh, you think you're very clever, don't you? Come, come, child. I guessed you were up for something. Even your poor mother noticed the pain you went to to make yourself particularly alluring tonight. Yeah, hateful. Oh, but no fool, Monard. Isabel, you're a beautiful woman. You had impressed just now. You know you did. Yes, I know. When I looked at him, I thought, my dear, I just couldn't play such a dirty trick. Couldn't help myself. Oh, that was my better nature. Johnson, through your sound, Miss Weston-Hawson. Isabel, in less than a year, you'll be Mrs. Gray Maturin with $20 million in the bank. I'll forget Larry. Within a year. I said less than a year. Trust your Uncle Elliot, my girl. He's a very wise old man. I won't... I wonder if you would ask two of the razor's ends. Now, here's Libby Collins, our Hollywood reporter. Libby, you were saying that fact sometimes catches up with fiction. Sounds like you've uncovered something interesting. Yes, I have, Mr. Kealy. In the case of Universal International's recent picture-roaks regiment, it's a story about the French foreign legion in Indochina and the search for the still-missing Martin Garmin. Hitler's number three necklace. Yes. And since the picture's been completed, investigators have received evidence indicating that Garmin is still alive. There are some very exciting stars in that picture. Big Powell gives an outstanding performance as the American intelligence officer. And there's Vincent Price in one of those raw villain parts he does so well. Then there's the royal version of the piece, the Nazi. Played by Stephen McKellen. And you come up to the screen. A dark, dynamic type, Mr. Kealy. I understand, Libby. Then there's another interesting newcomer, too. And is he exciting? Martha Torn is the lovely Swedish actress all Hollywood's talking about. A really unique personality. And her performance in Rogue's Regiment may establish her as a top figure. She's only 21, yet she's in a complex actress. She's beautiful, too. I'm sure John Kennedy will be happy to hear that Martha was enchanted to find she could get all the locked toilet folks she wanted in this country. She still remembers how precious a tiny sliver was in her native Sweden. Say, Libby, she must really be pleased with that big new bath size cake. Oh, her luxury, she calls it. There, she didn't know how delightful a beauty bath could be till she used that generous, satin-smooth bath cake. Lux girls everywhere agree on that. The new bath size gives us more of the luxury of leather. It really is luxurious. And the new bath cake has the flower-like fragrance Green Stars love. The same exclusive blend of parsley ingredient that has made the Lux Toilet soap perfume famous. This generous new cake makes a wonderfully refreshing bath. Why not try it for your daily beauty bath? Let the whole family enjoy the new bath size Lux Toilet soap, too. And now, here's Mr. William Keely, our producer. Here's the second act of the razor's edge starting Ida Lapineau as Isabel and Mark Stevens as Larry with Joseph Curls as Elliot Templeton and Edgar Barrier as Somerset Mom. Less than a year. Isabel and Clay Mysterious. I doubt if anyone was more pleased with his turn of events than Elliot Templeton. I must say they make a most effective couple of moms. All's well, it ends well. I hope they'll be happy. By the way, was that Sophie Nelson I saw a few minutes ago? Isabel's country cousin, yes. He's married now to that lawyer fellow. Isabel insisted on inviting him to the wedding. Why? I don't know. Are you trying to state me? You know very well Gerald in Europe. Yes, I saw him last spring, Elliot. He mentioned something about going to Strasbourg and working in a coal mine. Working in a... Most undesirable young man. Now about your plans, dear fellow. Did I hear you say something about India? As a matter of fact, you did. I'll be in India by the first of the year. Well, look me up when you're back, old man. Naturally, I shall be in town. Strasbourg, as I subsequently learned, while E. Darrell came to a great decision. He had made a friend. A fellow coal miner named Kosti. Mr. Darrell. Sorry, Kosti. I've been over at the university. I've enrolled for a nightclub here in Europe. Fool! Right to the man who wants to develop his brain and work in a coal mine. I just wanted to. Hiding out where a police after you? No, a woman, maybe. No, I just got... Well, a coal mine might do me good. And when you've had enough of it, you go back to America, huh? I suppose so. And who was? Self-stux and bonding. But what about the answers to all your profound questions? Peace of mind, happiness? How to live? Don't you know people have been asking those same questions for thousands of years? They can't help that. You know what you sound like, Larry? Like a very religious man who does not believe in God. I'm not sure I believe in anything. Look, have you ever thought of going to the India, for instance? India? I've had their one. I met a very strange man. A saint. People from all over India go to him for guidance. For teaching. Did he help you? No. But that was not his fault. It was mine. How did you ever happen to go to India? To escape my pursuer. But I know however far I flee to India or to the Black Deputy Vakor man. One day he will come up with me. But I will feel that terrible hang on my shoulder. Then why not stop running away? Whatever it is, why not take your punishment? Punishment? It is not prison or the hangman's rope. I could face that. It's mercy, forgiveness, love. I thought you knew. You what? Who I am. I am an unfraud priest. It's not the police I'm running from. It's God. I'm going to get drunk. A few weeks later, Rary Darrell arrived at a sort of monastery at the foot of the Himalaya mountain in northern India. Why have you come here, my son? I've come to learn. Ever since the war I've been searching for something. Something that I'm not able to put into words. In France I met a Polish coal miner. He told me that that you might help me. God is the only help. I've traveled and studied. I've read everything I could get my hands on but nothing seems to satisfy me. And should you find what you are searching for? It will be something good. Something to be shared with others but how to find it where? The whole world is like you, my son. Restless, confused. It will always be so as long as men set their hopes on false ideals. The road to true salvation is difficult to pass over. Difficult as the sharp edge of the razor. But this much we know. There is in every one of us a spark of the infinite goodness which created us. When we leave this earth we are reunited with it. As the rain drops falling from heaven is at last reunited with the sea. So you gave it birth. May I stay here? Will you help me? Of course you may stay. Our life is very simple here. There are books. We will talk together. You can work in the fields if you wish. Thank you. Come, my son. I don't know if Larry Darrow ever thought of Isabel in the years that passed. For there in India he was at one loss for the rest of the world. One day he returned to the monastery from a solitary pilgrimage in the mountains. Eagerly he sought out his venerable teacher. Where? My son, you remember what it was you told me the day I left here. I told you that sometimes alone in that mountain strange things may happen. Well, something very strange did happen to me. One morning I suddenly awoke and walked out of the little hut. I just stood there on the mountain top and gradually the light began to filter through the darkness like some mysterious figure peeling through the trees. And then the first rays of the sun came up the mountain. The mist caught in the tree top. I never felt or saw anything like it. I know. I felt that I'd been released from my body and all the things that had been confused before suddenly became clear to me. I had a sense of knowledge more than humans. I felt that I'd broken away and was free. I felt that if it lasted another moment I'd die and yet I was willing to die if I could just hold onto it. Because for that short time I had the feeling the feeling that yes I'm going back there. I'm going back. No, my son, your place now is with your own people. It's been given you to see the infinite beauty of the world which is only the reflection of the beauty of God. That vision of beauty will remain with you fresh and vivid to the end of your days. Much had happened by the time Larry Darrell was once again in Paris. Our meeting in a little Italian cafe was entirely accidental but I had considerable to tell him. And what about Elliot Hamilton, Mr. Mom? Have you seen him lately? Oh, yes. He's given up his Paris home. He's taken a Zalaam to the Riviera. All the better people are on the Riviera now. I don't suppose you've had any use from home. That is, my home Chicago. Some, Larry. For one thing, there's been a great stock market crash. Gray mature and lost everything. But wise old Uncle Elliot sold short. He made a fortune. And what about Isabel? And Sophie and her both. They were married, of course. Yes, they were married. They had a little girl. Her husband and child were killed here in an automobile accident. And Sophie? Elliot didn't know too much about it. Other than that Sophie just about lost her mind. I understand she disappeared. No one knows where she is. Now what about Isabel? It may surprise you to know that Isabel and Gray and their two children are living not five miles from here. Here? In Paris? In Isabel? After the crash, Gray had a nervous breakdown. He hadn't been well enough to work. Elliot's been very generous. He insisted to take over his home here. Oh, poor Gray. I should look them up. Now, suppose you let me ask a question. What did you do in India, Larry? Well, I learned something about myself. I was very happy there. About Gray and Isabel, if you could give me the red dress. Yes, I'll meet you there this afternoon. Here's the red. How nice of you to drop in. Hello, Isabel. Hello, Gray. How are you today, because you've lying down. Oh, what a pity. I was hoping you and Gray were dying with us tonight. I'd love to, but I don't see how we can. Did you say yes? Yes. Larry Darrell is back in Paris. Larry? Larry Darrell? He wants to meet today. He'll be dropping in any minute. Larry? Where is he then? India. They all realize that. I haven't seen him for years. Did you tell him we've lost all our money? Yes. You come to think of it. Gray and I have almost exactly the income that Larry had. He asked me to marry him. But I wouldn't. Because we couldn't possibly live on it. I don't think you're so terribly to be pitied, my dear. We went to Uncle Elliot with... Oh, yes, we. Excuse me, Madame. Mr. Darrell is calling. Isabel. Larry. Oh, Larry. I can't believe it. Hello, Isabel. Larry, let me look at you. You haven't seen him. You haven't seen him at all. Well, here's Gray home. And where are the children now? I just don't like to show them off. Their nurses take them into the park. Gray's here in the library. Gray, be a look. It's Larry Darrell. Larry? Hello, Gray. Glad to see you, Larry. As long as you've caught me like this, I'll come up to it, Gray. I wish I could say yes, but... Go anyway, please. Wait a minute. Gray, would you let me see if I can help you? Wow. Your headache, I... I might be able to help you. I'd like to talk to you. Well, sure. I think Dr. Darrell would like to be alone with his patients. Do you mind, Isabel? Won't take long. Stand it, Isabel. It's practically gone. My headache's gone. He just talked to me, and many told me to go to sleep, and I did. Whatever it was, Larry, you learned the trick in India, didn't you? Well, there's nothing so unusual about it. Sort of a hypnosis, I suppose. I mainly put an idea in Gray's head that he would feel better. He did the rest himself. Why? Do you think you could cure him permanently? Well, I can't work miracles. There's no reason I couldn't cure himself in time. But that was a miracle. I know how miserable he felt. Is it a dinner then? For sure we can. I'd like to go out. Excellent. Party or no, Isabel. I'll phone for reservation. Larry, go, Isabel. I have to get my rent. What did you do with my house? I was raised getting the car. I was watching you and Larry dance. Isabel. I know what you're thinking. Go on, say it. You're not going to be so silly as to fall in love with him again, are you? I've never stopped loving him. He's such a good fellow. It would be a pity to hurt him. I'll never do anything to hurt him. I'm too fond of him for that. Well, it's your business, not mine. Well, where should we go now? How about the Rude Lock? The Rude Lock? What a neighborhood. But I've never been there. At least it'll be different. If you really want to go, of course. But I think you'll be sorry. It's dirty and it can be dangerous. That's ridiculous. Here they come. I'm the Rude Lock. You've seen that color, champ. These are these. Certainly I know them. They're my childhood friends. Don't any room but pay the champagne. I don't. I can't say you see me so terribly pleased to see them. I heard rumors you were in charge, Sophie. Oh, you might have crossed. I'm in the telephone booth. Well, Gray, I guess it must be pretty grim. If it comes from me, I got out when I did. Well, drink up the champagne. Are you Sophie? When they were two, Bob and my base, I went to pieces. And then I put the pieces together again with our... My loving in-laws kicked me out. I think that's gentlemen trying to get your attention, Sophie. That's my boy. That's Coco. Coco, then. For the war? Sure. There are a lot of these other then. When? When you and your mother were being social. We used to eat party together. Remember that? I remember. Maybe I'd better get back to my place and you'll raise the roof. Sophie, we'd really like... Oh, so long, Sophie. Come and see me again when you've got nothing better to do. I'm here every night. Well, I... I guess I better get out of here. Let's go to the home. We got each other married, Sophie and Bob. After the accident, we did all we could to help her. We just no group. A normal person recovers in time. She just never did. She was always unbalanced. She did a lot for Bob and the baby was exaggerated. Don't you think I'm right, Larry? Sophie was as normal as any person I've ever known. Was she in love with you, Larry? Oh, good heaven. No. A skinny little girl with a ribbon and her hair. I remember her crying once when I was reading a note of poop. It was so beautiful. All girls of that age are emotional. Yes. Yes, I suppose so. Well, I'd better be getting along. I don't know, Larry. Lady is down. I'm great here. I'd better get some sleep. I feel fine, really. We will see you. Of course, it's down. Good night. Good night, Miss Mom. I should be going too. I'll give you a lift, Larry. There he was living. He asked me if I'd mind taking him instead to do the last. I left him at the cafe. With Sophie. This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System. KMX for Pranglers. Both AM and FM. In a few moments, we'll continue with Act 3 of The Razor's End. It's quite natural that our guests tonight should aspire to a movie career. Barbara Lyon is the daughter of B.B. Daniels and Ben Lyon, a famous couple long identified with the screen. Barbara, you know, you have something to live up to. I realize that, Mr. Keely. That's why I'm working so hard in little theater plays. Since your father is an executive at 20th Century Fox, you probably visit the movies set frequently. I send every three moments there, because that's the way to learn picture techniques. Starts are a lot of fun. One movie I especially enjoyed watching was Apartment for Peggy. I can understand that. The story with charm and humor, and very timely, too. Didn't you love Jean Crane as a young wife? It's a made-to-order role for Jean. She and Bill Holden as her GI husband play a modern campus couple trying to get an education and find a place to live at the same time. Oh, they were lucky. They had Edmund Graham to help them. He's a perfect dear as a disillusioned professor. Since Apartment for Peggy is another technical picture, I imagine John Kennedy enjoyed it for a special reason. How about it, John? Well, Lux girls are always lovely. But when you see a camera close up of Jean Crane in color... You know how good is the Lux complex in convenience to Kennedy. Right. Jean has unusually beautiful skin, and I know how carefully she protects it with Lux soap care. She's like nine out of ten other Hollywood stars in this respect. Screen stars know how effective Lux soap facials can be. That's something I was taught in childhood. You see, mother has always used Lux soap. Barbara, complexions like yours make close-ups easy for the camera. Thank you for coming tonight. Thank you. Here's proof for women everywhere that daily Lux soap care really works. In recent tests made by skin specialists, three out of four complexions became softer, smoother, in a short time. So why not use this fragrant white beauty soap regularly? Discover for yourself why Lux toilet soap is the choice of Hollywood's loveliest stars. Back now to our producer, William Keely. The curtain rises on the third act of the razor's edge, starting Idolapino as Isabella and Mark Stevens as Larry. Or Isabella, Sophie or Larry. Then one day, an answer to a telephone call, I rushed to Isabella's home. Blind idiot. If you'd calm down, Isabella, I might figure out what you're trying to tell me. He's going to marry. Larry is going to marry Sophie. How do you know? Call me on the phone, I'm frantic. Well, it's his own affair, isn't it? He says he stopped drinking. The fool says he's cured. Oh, that's possible. Have you forgotten what he did for Gray? Gray wanted to be helped. She got him. How do you know? Because I know women. She's no good. You say for one minute she'll stick to Larry. What's the matter with you? Do you think I'd sacrifice myself only to let Larry fall into the hands of a woman like that? How did you sacrifice yourself, Isabella? By giving Larry up. For one reason, because I didn't want to stand in his way. Come off it, Isabella. You gave him up for a square cut diamond and a stable coat. Get out of here. Get out. I hate the sight of you. I'm sorry for that, Isabella. Because the sight of you always gives me great pleasure. You're beautiful. You're fascinating. And smart enough, I've always thought, to make the best of a bad job. No. Larry is in the grip of the most powerful emotion that can beset the breath of man. Self-sacrifice. He's got to save the soul of the wretched woman whom he knew as an innocent child. And there's nothing you or I can do to prevent it. But it's going to be so miserable. Do you love him very much, Isabella? He's a nuisance to me. I can't help it. Then why lose him altogether? Make friends with Sophie. You're beautiful. You're fascinating. And smart enough, I've always thought, to make the best of a bad job. No. Larry is in the grip of the most powerful emotion that can beset the breath of man. Self-sacrifice. He's got to save the soul of the wretched woman whom he knew as an innocent child. And there's nothing you or I can do to prevent it. It's going to be so miserable. Do you love him very much, Isabella? He's a nuisance to me. I can't help it. Then why lose him altogether? Make friends with Sophie. Be nice to her. Yes, I could. I could have lunch tomorrow. How? I can't. Not after the awful things I said about it to Larry on the phone. If I ask her to lunch, will you behave? Oh, like an angel of light. One o'clock tomorrow at the creon. Isabella, you're not hatching up anything, are you? Don't be hateful. Just terribly curious to see what she looks like. Now that Larry's reformed her. Luncheon with a reformed alcoholic and a jealous girl can be something of a strain. Larry was the only calm one among us. There were cocktails on the table. They seemed to fascinate Sophie, but she spoke readily and openly of having stopped drinking entirely. Isabella actually behaved beautifully. She insisted on giving Sophie a molly new gown for her wedding dress. Sophie was to call at the house the next day, and Isabella would drive her to the shop for a fitting. I'm so glad you're early, Sophie. As long as the fitter can't see it until four, we can have a nice long talk. That's what I want you to do, because there's something on my mind. No. Help me for marrying Larry, don't you? Oh, I don't hate you at all. I don't need anyone or anything that came in the way of his happiness. I'll be a good wife, Isabella. I won, before. Yes, I know you will. Would you like some tea, Sophie? No thanks. What's in that bottle? There? What's called tozofka. It's from a Polish brandy. Uncle Elliot sent her the taste of it yesterday. It's really wonderful. And I think I shall die without ever having tasted it. Don't you love the color? Like the green you sometimes see in the heart of a white rose. Oh, of course, Sophie. I have a great desire to bring you the doll. But give me about two more weeks, doll. I haven't had a drop since that night in the Ruder Lap. Must be awful. I mean, breaking off completely. All at once. Sometimes when I've been alone, I wanted to sweep the house down. But this is my only chance. Larry's giving me my only chance. I know that. Excuse me, Madame, the car is here. Oh, thank you, Marie. It's Sophie. My little girls have been here. As long as I have time to pick her up, perhaps I'd better. Of course. Is that her picture of the bell? Your little girl? Oh, this is my other one. This is Priscilla. She's seven. Linda. My baby Linda would have been nine in November. It's November that's coming. I won't be long, Sophie. My baby. Not return till quite late. By then Sophie was gone. And the bottle of Tozowska was empty. Four days later, Larry finally found her. She was back in the Ruder Lap and worse than ever. It was a fight when Larry tried to take her out of the place. He was badly beaten. When he recovered consciousness, Sophie had disappeared. That was the last I saw her until almost a year later, when I received an urgent telegram from the police department of the city of Toulouse. How good of you to come here, Monsieur Maure. Well, I will not be around the bush. Here is a book. Another. You recognize it? I ought to inspect. I wrote it. Did you also write the inscription? You're on the fly leave. I... Yes, I did. I gave this book to Sophie Nelson several years ago in Chicago. Have you found her? We have found her. She has been married for a month. We dish her body out of the harbor. The first was cut from ear to ear. Monsieur, how does it happen that a person of your age of respectability should be upgraded with such a character? I knew her very slightly. Your book was founded her rule. Monsieur, we wish merely to establish a few facts about her and arrange for a burial. Of course. I don't expect that. I'll see you down at the fair. Come in, Monsieur. Hello, Mr. Maure. Well, they can see you too. Have they told you? Yes, they have told me. I've been at the morgue. I had to identify her. Well, Monsieur, we think we know who purpose I just described. Finding him may be another matter. Meanwhile, if you were cares to arrange a funeral, I can give you the necessary authorization. We'd like to very much. So, have I? I have a personal friend who is an undertaker. Very reasonable, Monsieur. Here, his card. Thank you. May I see where she lives? Follow me. I'll be happy to take you there. She's apparently has occupied this room for about five months. Mr. Maure, look. Yes. Ah, yes. That's Poulterdraff, a man and a child. You know who they are. Her husband and her baby. Oh, where are they now? Dead. A long time ago. Could the picture be very clear? If you wish, Monsieur. Poetry. She still had this book of poetry. I read this to her when she was just a little girl. Saves the sight of beauty from my eyes. Saves the shape of beauty from my arms. Saves the voice. Warmth. Whiteness. Paradise. Vanished unseasonably. I've shattered these. Well, they came with me to Neath. To call on Elliot Templeton. I have heard from Isabelle that Elliot was very ill. Uncle Elliot, you have visited. Look, Elliot. Oh, my dear fellow. How very nice to see you. And Larry. Well, he is a surprise. The mom said you would think. Did he? Well, I am sick. But you don't look. You look extremely well. Well, really now. That's no sensible thing I've ever heard you say. About the Grand Duke lunching with me on Sunday, and I've told my doctor he must have put me to rights by then at all costs. Oh, too bad this should have happened just now. Particularly brilliant season. Are you going to Princess Nevermally's party? Of course not. Has she asked you? She's asked everybody in Europe, Larry. She's giving a great do. Fancy dress. Fancy dress. She hasn't asked me. The deliberate insult. Come now, Elliot. Why should she want to insult you? It's just an oversight. I'm not a man. The people overlook. Well, perhaps she doesn't know you're in the South of France. Don't be ridiculous. Everybody knows I'm in the South of France. It's going to be the best party of the season. If I were on my deathbed, I'd go to. Never mind, old boy. It may rain the night of the party. That'll ruin it. You know, I never thought of that. I shall pray for rain as I have never prayed before. The old witch. She never got anywhere if it hadn't been for me. Now, she doesn't invite me to the great party of her career. Fireworks, my dear fellow. They're going to be fireworks. Kind of, I hate them all. They eat my food and they drunk my wine. I've run their errands for them and I made their parties for them. What have I gone out of? God, nothing. Now that I'm old and sick, they have no use for me. I don't care whether I live or die. Not one of them. So cruel. I wish I'd never left him there a failure. Go out. I've carried away. You must not see me like this, sir. I'm that later, please. I know, Princess, our Mali secretary. I think I can do something about that invitation and it would make him feel so much better. You're not leaving now. I'll be back later. Where did he go, Mo? Larry. Oh, I don't know, Larry. I imagined he'd be back. I didn't tell you before. The bishop is here today. The bishop himself. Great honor. Now I shall enter the kingdom with a letter of introduction from the Prince of the Church. I'm afraid you'll find the company very mixed. Don't you believe it? I shall pick and choose my company there. I'll always have. Where is Elizabeth and Gray? They're here, dear. Oh, no, no. If you're going to make a scene, Isabel, leave my room. Oh, Uncle Henry. Gray, I understand you have a job in the project. Yes. If I can raise enough money to start up my father's old firm again. And you have the money now, my boy. I'm a rich man. I've left you and Isabel everything I have. This is the curin. I beg your pardon. But there's still just a ride for the contemplation. Oh. Mom, please excuse me. Why, it's an invitation. Princess Nobomali's party. There, didn't I tell you? You got a piece of paper. Yes, early. I want to reply. Not now, Uncle Elliot. Please. I've always been a man of the world with no reason why I should forget my manners as I'm leaving. Elliot Kemperton regrets he cannot accept the princess. Nobomali's kind invitation. Going to a previous engagement. With his blessed law. That night, Larry Darrell told Isabel he was leaving at once for Cherbourg. There was a boat sailing for New York. What are you going to do when you get there, Larry? Oh, I thought I might take a job in a factory or a garage. I don't know. Why do you buy a taxi? Tax? Why not? It's a good life. You're always on the go. Meet a lot of different people. Oh, Larry, for heaven's sake. Just look what you've done with your life. And with mine, why are you trying to prove? I-I'd hope you'd come back to the States with us. Graves going into business again. He'll need all the help he can get. Graves all right, Isabel. He doesn't need me. But Larry, suppose he does. Suppose something goes wrong again. He'll have another break down. You can't imagine what he went through the last time. I honestly believe that if it hadn't been for the children, he'd have killed himself. Well, that's the wonderful thing about life, Isabel. Most of us always get a second chance. I get a second chance right at the moment that there's nothing in the world worth living for. You know what it means to see another man give up his life for you. To walk the streets at night knowing that someone deliberately died so that you might go on living. You asked me that question some years ago. I didn't understand then. I don't know. And I told you I didn't think I'd ever find myself. Well, I haven't yet, completely. I've found some of the things I was looking for. And someday I may find them all. But I know what lies ahead, Isabel. I know where I'm going. And Gray, in his own way, can do the same thing. Because this is his second chance. What about me? Doesn't it mean anything to you that I love you? That I've never loved anyone else but you. That my children might have been your children. Look at me, Larry. You know you love me. You know that. You've always wanted to say it's true. Say you know it's true. Oh, Larry, I love you. I love you. Please promise you'll come back with us. Promise you will. Tell me about Sophie, Isabel. Sophie? That afternoon she came to your house. Did she have anything to drink? She helped herself. I had a lead to pick up my daughter at the dentist. But when you found Sophie gone and the bottle emptied... I thought she got tired of waiting. But I noticed the bottle and I thought the bottle had drunk her. I had very nearly spoke to her about it. You never were a very good liar, Isabel. You don't believe me? Not for a moment. All right. You want the truth, you can have it. I did it and I'd do it again. I was determined to stop at nothing to prevent her marrying you. Nobody else would do a thing, they didn't care. Oh, Larry, you men are such fools. I knew that sooner or later she'd break down and stuck out a mile. You saw how jittery she was. I knew she'd give her soul for a drink. I made up my mind that if I found Sophie it'd not touch the bottle. I'd make the best of things and try to be friends with her. Oh, that's true, I swear it. And when I came back and saw the bottle with them... I knew I'd been right all along. That's pretty much what I thought. Sophie's dead, Isabel. Dead? In too long. She's been murdered. There's no need to be shocked about Sophie any longer, Isabel. I've had a feeling all day that Sophie is where she'd want to be most. With Bob and Linda. I know it's a very simple way to look at it. But it's comforting. Goodbye, Isabel. And take good care of Gray. We need you now, more than ever. Could you let us see him again? It isn't likely. His America will be as remote from yours as the girls he did. Oh, it's not so crazy. It's time to deal with his life. My dear Larry has found what we all want. And very few of us have a gift. I don't think anyone can fail to be better and nobler. Times are for knowing things. You see, my dear, goodness is, after all, the greatest force in the world. And he's got it. Every man and woman who would like a new car, Lever Brothers Company is giving away 30 brand new 1949 Mercuries in their sensational $100,000 Mercury a Day contest. 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Don't miss this exciting contest. You may be a lucky winner. We return you now to William Keeling. Another distinguished drama for the Lux Radio Theater. And back to the footlights, we bring the stars responsible. William Keeling, the Filipino, and Mark Thief. A busy scheduling picture, the Ida tells me she's just added a hobby. Painting. Ida, you've come to the right place. Bill Keely is a collector of contemporary American painting. Maybe you can make a sale. Well, I don't think she'd want to buy my kind of painting. What's your field, Ida? Portraits? No. Maybe it's landscapes? No. Or then it must be still lifes? No, I'm just painting a living room. This isn't that rather hard on that beautiful complexion of yours, Ida. Well, Bill, I never worry about it because I've used Lux Stoper to complexion care for a long time. Bill, what play is Lux presenting next Monday evening? A dramatic hit from the top drawer at Metro Golden Manor. It's The Secret Heart. And from the original screen cast, we'll bring you one of our favorite stars, Walter Pigeon. And playing opposite him, the brilliant dramatic actress Deborah Carr. Our play is a love story told with power and sincerity. The perfect vehicle for the superb talent of Walter Pigeon and Deborah Carr. Yeah, we're looking forward to hearing The Secret Heart, Bill. Good night. Good night. And thank you. Next Sunday, October 24, is United Nations Day, a day for all Americans to consider their future and their children's future. Does that future hold the horrible Holocaust of another war, or does it hold enduring peace through the United Nations? Lever Brothers Company, the makers of Lux's toilet soap, join me in inviting you to be with us again next Monday evening when the Lux Radio Theater presents Walter Pigeon and Deborah Carr in The Secret Heart. This is William Ceeley saying good night to you from Hollywood. Well, we'll soon be seen in the 20th Century Fox Picture Roadhouse, co-starring with Cornell Wiles. Mark Stevens appears for the courtesy of 20th Century Fox, producers of When My Baby Smiles at Me, starring Betty Gravel and Dan Daley. The third in our cast tonight were Edgar Barrier, a summer set mom, Joseph Kearns, a Templeton, Francis Robinson and Sophie, and Jeff Chandler, Herbert Butterfield, Bill Johnstone, Eleanor Audley, Alex Gary, Ralph Zidane, and Eddie Marr. Our music was directed by Lois Silver, and this is your announcer, John Wilson Kennedy, reminding you to join us again next Monday night to hear Walter Pigeon and Deborah Carr in The Secret Heart. The richer tasting cakes fry tops any other type shortening. Fry's amazing cake improver takes guesswork and hard work out of cake making. Try Fry's one bowl method for glorious cakes. For all of you bacon fry, be like a fry at the hour. We'll see you next Monday night to the Lux Radio Theatre presentation of The Secret Heart, starring Walter Pigeon and Deborah Carr. Stay tuned for my friend Irma, who follows over the same station. This is CBS, the Columbia Broadcasting System. A-M-X, we're Pranglers, both A-M and F-M. Twenty-five seconds before 8 p.m. D-U-L-O-V-A, Boulevard Watchtime. Boulevard invites you to see His Excellency, America's greatest watch value, leader of your Duvaler's 1948 watch parade. If you like good drama, remember this, Rosalind Russell, and this is Parkington at 8, and The First Night at 8.30, that's next Thursday night.