This doll put paid to a ghost that cried murder
It looked like being a quiet weekend in the country. Mike Deval had a blonde for company on the way down, a blonde hostess to greet him when he arrived, and a couple of brunettes as house guests. There was even a redhead maid who was about as inhibited as Salvador Dali. So then the weekend looked interesting rather than quiet. But a corpse had to happen, straight in front of the eyes. But this was not an ordinary corpse, this one was six hours dead at the time it died. Mike could not figure it out either. The housekeeper, who must have been closely related to Dracula, on the vampire's side, figured it was the ghost. The cops began to figure it was Mike. Mike figured he would rather be with the champagne drinking blonde who lived in Maida Vale. All Mike had to do get there was to get a confession from the murder, but that didn't pan out. According to the script, the gun was in the wrong hand!
Written by Allan G Yates (1923-1985)
Horwitz Publications, Inc.
for and on behalf of Transport Publishing Company
Numbered Series #14 (May 1956)