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Good evening, fellow tourists.

The first item on today's schedule is a stop at Buckingham Palace for a view of

the historic changing of the guard.

The gentleman performing the gymnastics is a Mr. Wedgley of Torper, Iowa.

Mr. Wedgley is engaging in one of the favorite tourist sports.

He's trying to make the stern -looking guardsman smile.

In fact... Mr. Wageley has made a small wager with me that...

I'm

afraid that wasn't quite what Mr. Wageley had in mind.

On second thought, I believe he did win his bet with me.

For I now see just the hint of a smile on the guardsman's face.

Originally, our tour schedule provided for one minute of free time at this

point. But because of this incident, I think a brief eulogy would be

appropriate.

Don't you think the gold is the prettiest?

Yes, but for both couches and the chair?

Well, they are companion pieces, darling.

That's going to put a lot of gold in this room.

Do we have to decide right this minute?

No, but we should pretty soon.

The special on that material runs out this week.

All right.

If you like it, go ahead.

Darling, can't you stay for another drink? No, I'm due at six.

I like being top dog in the company, but it sure makes for long hours.

Claude. Mm -hmm?

I'm very proud of you.

Clara, I'm home.

Darling, where have you been?

I stopped by the club for a drink.

But I told you I'd make martinis.

We're due at Muriel's in half an hour.

Now, honey, I'm the most punctual husband in the business.

Besides, we're always the first ones there.

Well, Ed Jensen's coming tonight.

Who's Ed Jensen?

Wilmington Industries.

He and Father were great friends.

We used to have his account.

What happened?

Oh, after Paul died, he and Joe Mabry had some kind of an argument.

Well, now that Mabry's out, maybe we can charm him back into the fold.

Claude. Were you really at the club?

Of course, darling. Why?

I don't know. It's just that...

Well, things haven't been the same lately.

There isn't anyone else, is there?

No, honey, for Pete's sake. I just stopped for two drinks.

All right.

All right, I'm sorry. I'll get my bag.

There.

I don't know, Margo. Don't you think it makes my face look even rounder?

Just the opposite. I love it like this.

Okay, if you say so.

And when Claude sees you, he'll want to take you on a second honeymoon.

More than likely, he won't even notice the difference.

Clara? Is something wrong?

No, nothing.

Are you and Claude having trouble?

Not Claude.

Just me.

And I haven't a thing to go on.

No mysterious phone calls, no handkerchiefs with lipstick on them.

But I think he's seeing another woman.

Claire, I can't believe you. You can't?

We just had our seventh wedding anniversary.

That's when the itch is supposed to set in.

But you know how much Claude loves you.

I know how much he says he loves me.

Oh, Margot, don't ever marry a man who's even a little bit younger or poorer

than you.

Well, it would be kind of hard to find anyone poorer.

Oh, you know I didn't mean it that way. Of course not, darling.

We've been neighbors for over a year.

I know you quite well, Clare, and I think I know Claude.

Aren't you being a little bit unfair to him?

Well, maybe.

Well, you've told me how hard he's been working lately.

That's another thing.

He never discusses business with me anymore.

After all, I do own the company.

Maybe that was a mistake.

What? Making him president.

But if I do find anything going on, he won't own any part of the company after

the divorce.

Divorce?

Carol, what are you talking about?

You just said you don't have a shred of evidence.

Oh, you're right.

Oh, dear, it's getting late and I've got to go to the bakery.

I promised Claude we'd have cream puffs for dinner tonight.

He loves cream puffs.

Don't pay any attention to me. I'm being ridiculous.

Goodbye, Clara.

You're having cream puffs for dinner.

That's nice.

And you were right.

About what?

He suspects you.

She doesn't even know why, but she does.

We're going to have to do something about it.

I know.

If she divorces you, you'll lose everything.

I know, I know.

Darling, I understand how you feel, but it's one thing to keep saying I know.

All right, I'll do it.

I'll do it tonight.

Margot, I couldn't.

I just couldn't do it.

I couldn't do it, Margot.

Claude. Oh, Claude, darling, I understand.

Really, I do.

I could hire someone to do it.

I will hire someone to do it.

But when it comes to doing it myself... Baby.

Maybe let me take care of this.

No.

No, I don't want you to have anything to do with it.

I'll arrange it.

I leave

it

to you.

I'm afraid it will never get done, darling.

Hello? Clara?

Margot? Oh, yes, dear.

Did I wake you up?

No. No, I was just staring at the ceiling.

Oh, is anything wrong?

No, but, uh, well, I didn't sleep very well last night.

I had a horrible nightmare.

It was probably those cream puffs.

Listen, the reason I called, remember the rose petal tea you said that you and

Claude had in Tahiti on your honeymoon?

Yes.

Was it Magruder's genuine oriental rose petal tea?

Why, yes.

Well, stay right where you are. I've got a surprise for you.

Clara?

In here.

You told me to stay where I was.

Look.

Margo, where did you find it?

Oh, a little shop downtown.

Now, my suggestion to you is, tonight, instead of plying Claude with cream

puffs, you brew a pot of that and tip.

It'll bring back memories of those golden days on the islands, and all your

worries will be over.

Oh, Margo, please don't tease me about it. I'm too upset.

Darling, I didn't mean to tease you.

Clara, you've got to snap out of this. It's... Just your imagination.

He left his office at 10 o 'clock this morning and hasn't been back since. Is

that my imagination?

Well, he probably had some business appointments.

Then why doesn't his secretary know about them?

Did you try his club?

Yes. He hasn't been there all day.

Well, I'm sure there are a dozen explanations for it.

It's the real one that worries me.

Clara, I'm not saying that what you're afraid of couldn't possibly be true, but

I... I do know that once you decide you're going to be suspicious of a man,

could find a million reasons for it.

Margo, it's more than suspicion.

I know.

How do you know?

I just do.

I know what you need to get things back into focus.

A nice hot cup of your favorite tea.

Oh, I'd like that.

Margot, I must tell you about my nightmare.

It was absolutely unbelievable.

I dreamt Claude was trying to kill me.

Clara. Really.

We were walking along a cliff somewhere.

Then suddenly... Oh, excuse me.

Darling, I've tried to reach you everywhere.

Charlie says, what?

Well, you tell him that goes double for me and to give my love to Jessica.

Hmm?

Oh, of course.

What time is the boy coming?

All right, dear, I'll give it to him.

And I'll see you at dinner.

Goodbye.

Oh, he was at his golf club.

You see, I told you. Playing in a foursome with an old ball of mine.

Uh, Charlie Mitchell.

Fifteen years ago, I almost married Charlie.

Oh, that Charlie.

Cream and sugar?

No, thank you.

Rose petal tea should be drunk just as it is.

You know, I never loved Charlie, but maybe I should have married him anyway.

Things might have been a lot different if I had.

I don't remember it being as bitter as this.

Yes, it is, isn't it?

It doesn't taste a bit like the tea we had.

Do you think maybe I steeped it too long?

I don't think that would make this much difference.

Oh, it's just awful.

But it is hard.

Now, why don't you finish it? It will make you feel better.

And then I think you ought to get up.

I think lying around in bed all morning makes you depressed.

I think you're right.

Why don't I take you to lunch? I bought a new hat and I'm dying to show it off.

Wonderful.

You finish your tea and I'll go and get ready.

It'll only take me a minute.

Yes? Oh, I don't think that she's agreeing with me at all.

Oh, dear, and I did think it was such a good idea.

Oh!

Are you all right, Clara?

No, I'm not.

Claude bought some sodaments last night.

They're in the medicine chest. Please get some.

Of course.

Oh.

I'm looking for them, but I can't seem to find them. Are you sure you put them

in here?

Margo.

Margo.

I think you better call a doctor.

It's Dr.

Morgan.

His number's in the address book.

In the drawer.

I've got it.

Hello?

Is this Dr.

Morgan's office?

Yes, I'm calling for a patient of his.

Mrs. Claude... Mrs.

Claude Shoreham.

Clara?

Clara?

Mrs. Shoreham?

It's me, George Weeks.

Just a minute.

Your

husband

sent me to pick up the envelope.

It's in his desk.

He said he spoke to you a little while ago from the club.

Oh, yes.

I'm a caddy out there.

Guy my age, two years of junior college.

Best I can make is a caddy.

That's too bad.

Yeah.

Well, there are always little things on the side.

Here.

Like this.

Two thousand bucks.

Man of his word.

Who?

Your husband.

But why he wants to get rid of a dish like you, I don't figure.

Yeah.

Ain't that a guess?

As Aesop would have said, when you are part of a triangle, it is wise to remain

in your own corner.

As a result of the scene you have just witnessed, Claude Bunsen and the

with the gun received punishment in keeping with their guilt.

And, of course, the guardsman who shot that tourist also received his just

deserts. He now wears the Victoria Cross.

I have an important announcement in just 60 seconds.

Ah, here is something else which should make our guardsman smile.

That time the guard made no effort to shoot.

He just laughed out loud.

Next week we shall be back with another story.

Now I must bid you good night until then.

I believe that God is going into his shelter. You know, it's remarkable how

retain their dignity at all times.