 Now, Roma Wines present, Suspense! Tonight, the merry widower, starring Reginald Gardner. Suspense is presented for your enjoyment by Roma Wines. That's R-O-M-A, Roma Wines. Those excellent California wines that can add so much pleasantness to the way you live. To your happiness and entertaining guests. To your enjoyment of everyday meals. Yes, right now a glass full would be very pleasant as Roma Wines bring you... Suspense! This is the man in black here for the Roma Wine Company of Fresno, California. Who tonight from Hollywood brings you as star Mr. Reginald Gardner and a suspense play in grim three-quarter time. And so with the merry widower and with the performance of Mr. Gardner we again hope to keep you in... Suspense! Your... George Muncie, if you don't listen to me... My good woman, pray, what is the meaning of this intrusion? What? Oh, hello, Ethel. I say, who do you think you're calling my good woman? Well, for a moment I didn't know who it was, that's all. You didn't know who it was? Well, who did you think it was, the servant? Please, Ethel. Not that it wouldn't be nice if we did have a servant. We shall, my dear. We shall. Of course, that's what you say. That's what you always say about everything. Sometimes I wonder why I ever married you, George Muncie. It hasn't changed my life much. When I met you I was waiting on people all day long in Hoffman's restaurant and now all day long I wait on you. You don't think by any chance do you that I'm unworthy to be waited on? That would be amusing. Oh, George, it isn't that I'm no snob and you know it. And I'm not afraid of a little hard work either. But you're always making such great plans and such big promises. Yes, well, I have big plans. Someday you'll realize, my dear, that you've married a rather remarkable man. Well, remarkable man. If you don't hurry up and get down to work, you'll be fired. I'm not going to work this morning. George what? I said I'm not going to work this morning. George Muncie, are you crazy? What? What did you say? What's come over you lately anyway? Ah, then you've noticed something. I should say I have. Wearing wing collars in the daytime all of a sudden and buying yourself a fancy hat and a cane. Really, Ethel, it's quite appropriate that I should wear a Hamburg hat and carry a walking stick. After all, I... Appropriate? Well, I haven't had a new hat since I can remember and you know how we have to scrape along here and now you're not going to work. But where are you going? I'm going up to London. London? Yes, there are certain very important affairs that I must take care of in London, my dear. Just what are these very important affairs, your royal highness? Hmm. Why did you call me that? Because you act so high and mighty sometimes. Oh, George, why can't you be a little more practical? My dear, has it ever occurred to you that I might be different from other men? Oh, George, you are. I know you are. In most ways, you're the most wonderful husband a girl could ever have. But really... Yes, perhaps it's time. Yeah, I think it is. Time that I took you into my confidence. Well, perhaps it's time I took you into mine. They're just tensioning sixpence in the house to buy groceries for the rest of the month. Please, Ethel, don't be sordid. Sordid? Well, if you think three meals a day is so sordid all of a sudden... Shut up! George! You're not fit to share my confidence. You're not fit to share my confidence or my station. George! George! George! George! Encore! Encore! Girl, my childhood, I laugh and kiss and flatter. I've seen it now for the twelfth time within as many weeks. And again, as on each previous occasion, I'm all but overcome by the one astounding, incredible, and yet quite simple fact. The story being played upon the stage is my story. From the hero of that story, the dashing Prince Danilo of Massovia is myself. The time is not yet right for me to return and take my rightful station in my country. All this must for a little longer yet remain my secret. Ethel has no suspicion yet, that's obvious, but there is one who knows and I'm sure of it. Although she's far too tactful to say so, my lady of the veil. And she'll be waiting for me again tonight. That I'm sure of too, in the lobby of the theatre after the performance. Ah, fair lady. It's you again. My, this is the coincidence. No, no, I'd set my heart on meeting you again. May I walk a little way with you, fair lady? If you like. Shall we go through the park? If you like? Then we meet again. You must be almost as fond of the play as I am. Fond of it? Well, that's hardly the word for it now, is it? But I suppose you have some special reason. Ah, then you do suspect me. Oh, now one doesn't have to be a mind reader for that. Every young man in town is halfway in love with the merry widow as it is. Not every young man, fair lady. Remember the prince himself does not return her love until the very last. Well, that's so. That's as it must be, fair lady. If you don't stop calling me fair lady, I shall have to start calling you Prince Charming. Shall we sit here? You know something. What? You've never told me your name. Haven't I? No. What is your name? My name? Why? As a matter of fact, it's Prince. Prince? What's your first name? My first name? Yes. Daniel. Daniel Prince. Well, that's rather like the name in the play. Daniel Prince, Prince Danilo. It is rather like, isn't it? Yes, it is. Well, don't you want to know my name? Oh, I know it. It's Sonya. No, it's Hilda. Hilda Calamere. Oh. Well, I must say you're not very curious. Don't you want to know anything more about me? Whether I'm married or... Why? You're a widow. Why, so I am. However, did you know? Lift your veil, fair lady, and let me see your face. Well, since my bereavement, I may seem a little older than you. Even a few years older. It's not one's age that matters, but who one is. Oh, that is so true. Daniel, are you married? Married? No. Well, I don't see why you act so skittish about it, but I suppose you're like all the rest of the guilty conscience. No, I have not. Some liaison with the pretty barmaid, like the prince in the play. That's it, isn't it, Mr. Prince? Yes, there, well, there is a little liaison, yes. And now you're tired of her, and you're wondering how to break it off. Is that it? Yes. My poor prince charming. Miss Callamere, if you could help me, I... No, no, Daniel. That's something you must do for yourself. But I can tell you this. It's best to be strong about it. Break it straight off, open and aboveboard, like a true gentleman. Isn't it now? Yes, yes, of course. And things like that are always so unsatisfactory for a young man of your station in life, aren't they? Yes. Well, what's that? Why, at 12 o'clock, I expect. I'll have to hurry. Daniel, wait! Where are you going? Home. Is that you, George? Yes, my dear. Oh, I must have fallen asleep waiting for you. What time is it? A little after one, I think. After one? Where in the world have you been all this time? I told you this morning that I had certain very important matters may I ask that keep you out until one o'clock in the morning. Ethel. Tell me, do you believe in morganetic marriages? In what? Morganetic marriages. Whatever's that? When a person of royal blood marries someone beneath his station. Well, I never thought about it. I don't see what's wrong with it if they're both in love. Why in the world do you ask me a question like that? I just wanted to know what you thought. You are an odd one. I still doubt it. Please, Ethel. I'm very tired. I think we should get to bed. All right. I don't want to quarrel with you tonight of all nights. George. Yes? I did an awfully foolish thing today. What? I spent all our money, most of it. Yeah, look what I got. What's that? A little box. It's for cigarettes or hairpins or whatever you like. But when you open it, it plays that tune you like so much. See? Well, that was very thoughtful of you, Ethel. It's really quite appropriate. Yeah, now I didn't get it for you. Look, look what else I got. Well, what are those? Oh, you can see what they are, a sand bucket and a sailboat. Well, why did you get them? Oh, I know it's silly and all, but... George, if we were to have a baby... A baby? Yes, mind you, I didn't say we will. It's impossible. Well, it's not impossible. I tell you it is. It's not the way the thing should happen at all. The way what should happen? It's all wrong. It's not fitting to my station. It can't happen. Oh, it can't? Well, if I want to have a baby, it's little enough I get out of life. Ethel! George, I thought you'd be happy if you thought that... Of course, my dear, of course. Yes, the idea just came with something of a surprise, that's all. But then you mean... Well, let's talk about it in the morning, my dear. I think now I shall take a bath. A bath at this time of night? Good for the nerves, you know. Relaxing. Well, do hardly then. Chant along. George! I can't hear you. Oh, it's no great matter. What is it? Why don't you come in here and talk to me? Well, all right. George, don't you think a baby would like this music box? It is rather sweet. Oh, I thought you were going to take a bath. I've changed my mind. George, what are you doing? Look out! I'm falling out! The thing kept playing as she lay there in the water. I looked at her very closely. It wasn't necessary now to do anything more. There was a deep bruise on our forehead just above the temple. She was no longer breathing. I got my hat and my walking stick. Tonight for Suspense, Roma Wines are bringing you The Merry Widower by Robert L. Richards. Based on Roy Vickers short story, The Rubber Trumpet. Reginald Gardner is the star of tonight's study in Suspense. 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New compliment rousing enjoyment of the meal, new pleasure from even the simplest foods. Try this easy and expensive way to better living tomorrow. Just ask your dealer for R-O-M-A, Roma wine. If your dealer is out of Roma, please try again soon. Remember, more Americans enjoy Roma than any other wine. And now it is with pleasure that we bring back to our sound stage Mr. Reginald Gardner in the Merry Widower, a tale well calculated to keep you in suspense. Shall I tell you more? Yes, I believe I shall. You've been very attentive, and it pleases us to have you share our confidence. Very well then, at the performance that evening, the lovely widow and I sealed our proposal. Miss Callamere! Why, it's my French charm. Miss Callamere, may we have our walk again, please? Why, of course. Really, I hardly take it to see you at all this evening. You know you were rather a naughty boy to leave me so suddenly last night without a word or anything? Yes, I suppose I was, but... You were going home, you said? Yes, to my lodgings. Oh, of course. Tell me, did you enjoy the performance tonight? I didn't see it. I don't want ever to see it or hear it again. Oh, Daniel, do you have something to tell me? Yes. Is it about your... about her? Yes. Did you do as I told you? Yes. It's finished. My poor dear boy. And that's why you don't want to hear the music anymore. Because it reminds you of things you'd rather forget. Yes. That was very good of you, Daniel. And very brave. I hope it wasn't necessary to hurt her too much. No, it didn't hurt her very much. And what are your plans? I come to you, Miss Callamere. I come to you. Daniel, you mean... You're the only person in the world who understands me, Miss Callamere. Oh, my prince charming. It's like a dream, like the play that brought us together. We are the play now. Until death do us part. Yes. Until death do us part. It has come off precisely as it should have. I've married the lovely widow and we shall live happily ever after. I find home and her own income and it's very fine and she's very good to me and very tactful too. She never refers to my true identity or to the imposter who continues nightly to play out my life upon the stage. But her suggestion, I've taken a position in a London chemist shop for my self-respect, she says. But of course she means the better to disguise my true name and station until the time comes. Now each morning she walks down with me as I go to work. We shouldn't start with the headers on your way home and pick up your new handbook. I've ordered it especially for you. Yes, my dear. I'm sure it will be very becoming. And now let me see. Oh yes, this is the day you're paid, isn't it? Yes, so it is. You know, I've been thinking you should have your own bank account. What would you say to that? Whatever you think best, my dear. Very well. But bring the money home as usual and I'll arrange it all for you tomorrow. Yes, my dear. Well, here we are. Mind you come right home after work and don't be late. We're having something very special for dinner this evening. I shall, my dear. Good-bye. Good-bye, Daniel. So there you are. Good morning, Mr. Aerosmith. No, late again, Prince. I'm sorry, Mr. Aerosmith. Well, being sorry isn't enough. This is the second time this summer. See, it don't happen again. Yes, Mr. Aerosmith. Now, now, now get them fancy togs off and into your work coat with your environment counter. Yes, sir. Here's something new. I want you to pay attention to the phone. It's a novelty. I want you to try out, see? I'm putting it in your counter. Oh, very good, Mr. Aerosmith. You have to demonstrate it so. Look sharp here. Yes, sir. It's a cigarette box. When you opens it, it plays a tune like this. You see? Stop it. Stop it. Stop it, I say. What? I'm sorry, sir. But you see, I'm quite allergic to music. Oh, you are, are you? Well, mind you don't talk to me in that tone of voice so you'll be able to find that I'm allergic to keeping you on here. You understand? Yes, sir. And here's your pay. The six of them docked for that glass you broke Saturday. Thank you, sir. And mind you'll give some attention to trying to sell that music box. Allergic or not allergic? Yes, sir. Oh, hello, Prince. I was all around the old man. Oh, nothing at all. Just a minor difference of opinion and a matter of policy, that's all. A matter of policy, eh? Oh, here. What's this thing? Don't touch it. What's wrong? Has it got a snake in it or what? It's a very delicate piece of mechanism. Well, let's see. Oh, I say. Well, you are edgy. Well, you look as though you'd seen a ghost. A ghost? At the lunch hour, I took the wretched thing out to the back of the store. I smashed it to bits and threw it into the rubbish bin. It had been priced at seven and six. And I rang it up on the cash register. I say, Prince. Yes, sir? Where's that music box? I sold it, sir. You did, eh? Well, that's jolly good. Nice to have you show a bit of initiative for a change. Thank you, sir. Here, here you are. Here's another one. What? Salesman taught me into buying three dozen of them. Thought for a while I'd be stuck with them, but I guess that's going to be you who's stuck with them, eh, Prince? That's it. Now it's you that's stuck with them. Three dozen. Yes, sir. I'll get rid of them, I'm sure. Well, come on, Prince. Let's go have a spot of lunch together, eh? No, no. I'm going home to lunch today. I must get something very important. Well, good night, Birdie. Good night, Prince. Good night, Mr. Aversmith. Good night. Oh, Prince. Yes, sir? Eh, how did you do all of those musical cigarette boxes, hm? They're all sold, sir. What? All three dozen? Yes, sir. You see, a gentleman came in and said he wanted them for an orphanage, sir. Three dozen musical... Well, that's a nice traveling bag you have there. Genuine alligator. Pretty expensive, eh? Yes, sir, it is. It's, uh, it's my wife's. Three dozen musical cigarette boxes for an orphanage. My fellow must have been insane. No, he was quite sane, sir. As sane as you or me. Well, good night, Prince. Good night, sir. Can you spare a poor man a copper gardener? Yes, here. Here's a shilling. Oh, bless you, Governor. But there's something you must do. I want to give you something else. Oh, what? Here, take this suitcase. It's yours. You can do anything you like with it. Yeah. What's that, Governor? There's no game. I'm just tired of it, that's all. It's a good bag. You can probably pawn it for a nice price. What's in it? Do you want it or don't you? Well, I don't take it. But I hope you don't have your wife tapping it or something. Then take it and shut up. Yes, my dear. Well, it's about time. I've been looking for my alligator bag. Oh, yes, I was about to tell you, my dear. I borrowed it. Borrowed it? What for? Where is it? It was stolen. Stolen? Well, how? You see, I was riding on the underground and some chap grabbed it and dashed out of the door with it before I could stop him. My beautiful bag. Oh, Daniel, how could you have been so careless? Well, it can't be helped now, my dear. I'll save up and buy you another one. Stolen. Well, at least we can phone the police. Police? Well, why not? That's what one usually does about stolen belongings, isn't it? It's not the slightest use, my dear. Well, there's no harm in it. Oh, I'll answer it, Daniel. Yes? Why, yes, my husband and I were just... Yes. Yes, that would be if... Oh. Well, that is odd. Well, yes, come right up. Yes, we'll both be here. That was the police, Daniel. They found my bag. No, no, they couldn't have. They saw a bigger carrying it. They thought it looked odd, such a nice bag, and they found my name on it inside. Oh. Daniel, it was full of music boxes. 36 of them. All right, then. They were down at the store. They got on my nerves. And, Daniel, they all played the same piece of music, the tune from our play that you used to like so much. That's right. And you hadn't ever wanted to hear again. Hilda. Well, Daniel. I'm very tired, Hilda. I'm going to take a bath. Daniel, I want to talk to you. Very well. You may talk to me while I run my bath. Daniel, something's happened. You're different. I'm no different. Well, why do you hate that piece of music so much? Enough to do such a crazy thing. What? Well, it's because of... It's because of her, isn't it? Yes. No. What did you do that night? You killed her. Oh, who are you? I am his royal highness, Prince Danilo of Massovia. What I have done, I have done in the interest of my royal house and of my kingdom. And what I am about to do... Oh, that is the police. I'll go send them away. Daniel, open that door. What do you want? I'm Inspector David. Scotland Yard. That's him. Oh, George. Yeah. Oh, George, why did you leave me? I'd fallen in the bathroom and cracked my head. And when I woke up, you were gone. You'd have fallen? We've been trying to find you for this, lady, for quite a while, Mr. Muncie. All we had to go on was your taste in music. Oh, George. And when this bag showed up with the music boxes in it, by the way, is this your other wife's bag? Oh, George. There was someone else. So you don't want to answer, eh? Well, you'd better call the other lady down here, Mr. Muncie. It looks as though you'd have to answer to a charge of bigonies, my lad. Bigonies. Bigonies. Bigonies. Bigonies! I've been returned at last to my rightful place and have taken up residence at my castle in Massovia. There are heavy bars upon the window for the protection of my royal person, and I am most courteously treated by all my court attendants. Even now, I hear the approach of my prime minister, whose quaint conceit it is to call himself my doctor. He has been on a personal errand at my request. Did you get it? Did you bring us what we asked? Yes. I managed to find one. Here it is. Ah, yes, yes. That is it. We thank you. Doubtless it seems a trivial thing, a mere trinket, but it reminds us of so many things that we cannot quite remember, like some dream of another life. And it will serve to take our mind from cares of state, which is most necessary, since we know that now we shall be here all the rest of our life. And so closes the merry widower, starring Mr. Reginald Gardner, tonight's study in Suspense. Suspense is produced and directed by William Spear. Yes, Roma wine makes any meal taste better. Simply place a cool bottle of your favorite Roma wine on the table with the meal. Serve it in any kind of glass. Once you taste the addition these delightful wines bring to the zest and savoriness of even the simplest dishes, you'll wonder why you've ever done without Roma wines. Remember, it costs you only pennies a glass to add the extra pleasure of Roma wines to your daily meals. Tomorrow, ask your dealer for R-O-M-A Roma wines. 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