Hi, gang!

Congrats, once again, to Debby for continuing to be the most consistent author
of STRANGE PARADISE fic.  Please keep sharing your imagination with us, Debby!

David, I can only provide a partial answer to your question about the STRANGE
PARADISE book which was originally announced for 2009.  I don't have any direct
involvement with that project, so I cannot speak for the author.  But as most of
the regulars around here probably know, the fellow behind that project is one of
our long-standing members by the name of Bryan.  He runs the website
www.strangeparadise.net, and I know for a fact that he has invested a great deal
of time and expense in contacting and interviewing most of the people involved
with the production of our beloved series.  So, just based on the blood, sweat
and tears he has already put into the project, I seriously doubt that Bryan
would be willing to let it fizzle at this late stage of the game.  However, I
also know that he has experienced some personal setbacks over the last year that
have necessitated his expending his energies on other things besides the
preparation of the book.  I can't stress strongly enough that the project is a
labor of love for him.  No one is funding or under-writing his research, so
everything that has gone into the project has come directly out of his pocket. 
I firmly believe the book will see the light of day, but I can't speak to when. 
I sincerely hope it is sooner than later, as I'm just as anxious to read the
volume as everyone else.  From the little I've seen in corresponding with Bryan,
it promises to be a real treat.  Let's all keep our fingers crossed, and hope
for the best.

Regarding Angela Roland's performance as Vangie Abbot, I couldn't agree with you
guys more.  She had poise and a very interesting screen presence.  I've tried to
do research of my own into her career, but I've unearthed precious little. 
Aside from her time on STRANGE PARADISE, I can only find references to two other
productions in which she performed.  Both were stage performances with a troupe
called Theater New Brunswick, and both were directed by SP director Herb Roland
(Angela's husband).  One of those plays was produced in early in 1969, and the
other in mid 1972.  Otherwise, I have been unable to find any further trace of
her dramatic career.  She and Herb Roland eventually divorced, so there's always
the possibility that the split also ended her acting career. But I'm only
speculating here, so please don't take that as anything more than a random
theory.  I understand that, as of last year, she was still around and living
somewhere up in Canada, so perhaps we'll hear more from her at some point.
-Curt

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wrote:
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> Angela Roland played Vangie with class and dignity. Facially she always
reminded me a bit of Jill Ireland. Incidentally, can anyone tell me what's
happened to the proposed STRANGE PARADISE book that was scheduled for
publication in 2009? 
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> Best,
> Dave
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> visit me at
> www.benbridges.co.uk
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> --- On Wed, 28/4/10, gothick42 <no_reply@yahoogroups.com> wrote:
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> From: gothick42 <no_reply@yahoogroups.com>
> Subject: [Strange Paradise] Re: Fan Fiction The Return Of Jacques
> To: strangeparadise2@yahoogroups.com
> Date: Wednesday, 28 April, 2010, 17:40
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> Congratulations and thanks, Debby. That's very cool that you included Vangie.
She is one of my favorite characters, and I thought the actress who played her,
Angela Roland, had such unusual poise and presence. Unfortunately she doesn't
seem to have continued acting after the series finished.
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> Best,
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> Steve
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Hey, Strangers!
I just watched a failed ABC pilot from 1986 titled DARK MANSIONS.  It was an
interesting effort by Aaron Spelling to do a prime-time imitation of DARK
SHADOWS before Dan Curtis' 1991 revival of the series.  And its story was
co-written by Anthony Lawrence, the creator of the early 1970s paranormal series
THE SIXTH SENSE.  Anyway, while the show is very obviously inspired by the first
year of DARK SHADOWS (the more gothic, less supernatural episodes), the writer
used one element that could have been taken directly from STRANGE PARADISE.  The
whole story revolves around the wife of one the major characters - a woman who
died from a plunge over a cliff near the ancestral estate.  One of the lingering
questions is whether her fall was an accident, or whether her loving husband
actually pushed her.  Shades of Jacques and Huaco!  Everything else in the pilot
was vintage DS, but I think there is just a dash of SP in the production to. 
It's too bad ABC decided against continuing the series before they even aired
the pilot film.  It really could have been interesting.
-Curt

*Strange Paradise: Episode 126*

* Episode 126:  Slideshow:  http://tinyurl.com/2d6aer*

Cort: "After a night of raging storms morning has come to Desmond Hall.
Quito has given his life to obtain the secret key to a room beyond this
world. He lies buried in the garden. The women in the household return to
their daily tasks grieving for the mute man servant who so often shielded
them from harm. The men are seeking answers to questions raised by the
appearance of the ancient Egyptian relic they call the Key.



Laslo walks down the staircase as Jean Paul walks out of the Drawing Room.
"Laslo I want to speak to you."  "I have some work to do at the office
couldn't we talk when I return?" Laslo says as he turns away from Jean Paul.
"I think we should talk right now." Jean Paul tells him as he steps in front
of him. "I want the key."  "The key?"  "The key you took from Quito."  "My
dear fellow you're talking in riddles."  "I know what I'm talking
about."  "Well
perhaps you do but I don't. Excuse me I'm late for an appointment." Laslo
says to Jean Paul as he tries to step around him.  Again Jean Paul steps in
front of him. "That key was not meant for you."  "How many times must I tell
you I have no key."  "I'm sorry but I don't believe you."  "Do you want to
search me?" Laslo asks as he holds his arms out from his sides.  "Quito told
me he gave you that key before he died."  Laslo looks up at Jean Paul. "When
did he tell you that?"  "He appeared to me and Raxl last night. We know you
have that key."  Laslo shakes his head. "Oh my dear Jean Paul a man who
couldn't speak in life returns after death and tells you a ridiculous story.
Come on were grown men and we don't believe in such nonsense."  "I want the
key!" Jean Paul says angrily.  "If I had the key I would gladly give it to
you!" Laslo shouts at him then walks around him. "If only to be rid of you."
He grabs his coat.  "Laslo you are forcing me to take dangerous means to get
it from you!"  Laslo turns and stares at Jean Paul. "You're collapsing under
the strain of recent events." Laslo says as he puts on his coat and walks
around Jean Paul. "Helena leaving you followed by Quito's death has
understandably unsettled you."  "Laslo don't try to put me off."  "I advise
rest. Why don't you change your cloths and go for a walk out by the cliffs."
"Why don't you stop treating me as if I am an invalid?" Jean Paul shouts.  "The
only safeguard against being morbid is to be active. The sound of the river
in your ears. The breeze against your pale cheeks will soon set you right
and you'll forget all this nonsense." Laslo tells him as he turns to leave.
Jean Paul looks away angrily. He glances back at the door as Laslo leaves.
Turning he walks into the Drawing Room and angrily hits the back of a chair
with his hand then looks away in anger.

Cort walks into the room. "Jean Paul have you seen Laslo?"  "Yes he's just
leaving."  "I'll try to catch him. Thank you." Cort turns and walks from the
room.

"Just a minute." Jean Paul calls out.  Cort stops and walks back to Jean
Paul. "I want to talk to Laslo."  "And I want to talk to you."  "What
about?"  "Why are you so suddenly in league with your stepfather?"  "I'm
subject to changing moods, unpredictable."  "What do you know about the
key?"  "What Key?"  "Don't pretend with me."  "I have no time for guessing
games." Cort tells Jean Paul.

"Cort I want your help."  "Oh you want my help? After months of neglecting
my feelings and then making fun of me. Now you come begging to me for my
help."

"Listen, will you listen to me!"  "Get your help from those that can help
you. From Raxl and the dead Quito!" Cort says angrily. Then walks away.  Jean
Paul stands staring ahead angrily.



In Irene's cottage Emily sits on the couch staring ahead as Laslo walks in
the door. "Well, well good morning. What are you doing sitting here all
alone like an orphan?" Laslo asks as he unbuttons his coat.  "I was thinking
that's all." Emily says to him.  "Pleasant thoughts I hope?"  "Oh how far
away from home I am. How life passes us by as the clock ticks."  "Very
poetic but I have more practical matters to discuss." He reaches into his
pocket and takes out the Egyptian Key. "Do you know what this is?" He asks
holding the key in front of Emily.  Emily pulls back away from it."  "Why
are you afraid?"  "I don't know."  "Have you seen it before?"   "No but I
have seen a picture of it."  "Where?"  "In a book."  "At Desmond Hall?"  "Yes
that's right." She says as she glances up.  "Which book?"

She shakes her head. "I can't remember." Emily putting her hand to her head.
"Think!"  "I am thinking. Oh I read so many books about such things. Well
there must be something about it in my notes in the Drawing Room."  "I don't
want the notes. I want the book."  "But the notes list the books and the
special material in them."  "Ah thank you. At least that is a step in the
right direction." Laslo says as he puts the key back into his pocket and
walks towards the door.

Irene walks out from the back of the cottage. "Laslo I didn't know you were
here."

"I had to ask Emily something." He says as he turns towards Irene.  "Secrets
dear Laslo? Between you two?"  "I had to get some information and she has
given it to me. And now I must leave." Laslo turns towards the door.  "But
you just got here. And we have important matters to discuss. Unless you no
longer have time for our affairs." Emily starts to stand. "Don't go Emily."
Irene tells her.

Emily sits back down. "Quarrels make me nervous."  "Were we quarrelling? I
never quarrel with Laslo. Do I?" Irene says as she looks at Laslo.  "I have
what I want. I will return later." Laslo opens the door and leaves.  Irene
walks around the couch and looks at Emily. "You seem somewhat out of sorts
today Emily. Are you alright?"



Jean Paul stands in front of the mirror in his room holding the book The
River Caves of Desmondton. "The key is me. It will set me free." He glances
up at the mirror. "The key to what? Where? Where did it come from? And why
did Quito bring it up? Did he bring it for me? Quito!" Jean Paul touches the
mirror. "Oh Quito will you speak to me again? Come again, tell me."



Laslo is standing next to the desk in the Drawing Room looking through the
drawers. He pulls out folder and notebooks and starts looking through them.

Jean Paul walks down the staircase and walks towards the Drawing Room. He
stops in the doorway and watches Laslo. He walks into the drawing Room
coming up behind Laslo. "I thought you said you were going to the office."  "My
appointment was cancelled." Laslo says as he looks through a folder.  "What
are you doing?"  "Oh just going through some office records I keep
here."  "These
are Miss Blair's notes."  "She asked me to find something for her." Laslo
says as he holds a couple of pieces of papers. "There I have it." He folds
them and walks out of the Drawing Room.  Jean Paul walks to the desk. He
sits and starts looking through the folder.



Emily and Irene stand in front of the fireplace. Irene stares at Emily.  "Don't
look at me that way please." Emily says to Irene.  "I wonder sometimes if
you are really one of us."  "Well I'm your friend as I hope you are mine."
"There should be no secrets between friends." Irene says as she crosses her
arms looking at Emily. "I have no secrets."  "Then what was Laslo talking to
you about?"  "Well he just wanted some information in a book about the
Desmond estate."  "I see. And did you give him the information that he
wanted?"  "I told him where he could find it. That's all." Emily says as she
glances at Irene.  "There are times when I feel you are quite removed from
us. I don't like it." "I'm sorry, I don't mean to be." Emily says as she
steps away from Irene.  "You know you are very important to our plans."
Irene says as she steps towards Emily. "To mine and Laslo’s. I hope you
understand that." "You both have been very kind to me and I'm very
grateful."  "I'm not talking about gratitude." Irene says as she grasps
Emily's shoulders and turns her around so she faces her. "I'm talking about
the service you committed yourself to perform for us."  Emily looks away.
"I'll do what ever you ask of course."



Carrying a candle Laslo entered Philip's secret room. He walks through the
room. "You're gone aren't you Lord of the Serpent. You've been vanquished,
driven away." Laslo reaches into his pocket and draws out the Egyptian Key.
"And my key did it. As long as it is in my possession I'm safe. You can't
reach me. The key set me free and will keep me free from you. Goodbye
Serpent God."



Emily is standing just staring ahead. "Our work has just begun." Irene tells
her. "We're rid Jean Paul of Helena Raleigh now we..."Emily's eyes close,
she blinks and smiles. “Emily you're not listening to me." Irene approaches
her and circles around her as Emily just stands and smiles. "You're not
listening to me." "Oh yes I am. Do go on." "We must now begin our true
mission. You and I with Laslo of course and Cort too if we can persuade him
to join us." Emily turns away as someone knocks at the door.  Irene walks to
the door and opens it. "Ah Cort we were just speaking about you."  Cort
steps inside.  Irene closes the door. "I didn't see you at the wedding
ceremony the other day."  Cort walks up to her. "I wasn't there."  "You
missed the event of the season. A wedding without a bride."  "Well if I had
known that no one could have kept me away." "And how are things at Desmond
Hall?" Irene asks. "Well the bridegroom is suffering. The women grieving,
Quito died."  Emily glances at Cort. "Oh no."  "Why do you say that?" Irene
asks.  "Well he was always very kind to me. He was kind to everyone."

"Well he's no more kind. Laslo found him in the foyer. He was dead. He was
buried this morning."  "Laslo found him?" Emily asks.  "Yes he was the last
one to see him of all of us."  Emily looks away. "Poor Jean Paul."  "Don't
waste your sympathy on Jean Paul." Irene says to her.  "It's funny isn't it
that all women sympathize with Jean Paul. Did you ever notice that?" Cort
says to Irene.  "Don't speak about him that way. You're his cousin. You live
in his house." Emily says to Cort.  "Well you certainly have changed your
tune since our last conversation." Cort says.  "Well I've always been fond
of Jean Paul you know that. I want him to be happy! I want him to find
peace! Why must we always meddle in other people's lives?" Emily says as she
rushes from the room.  Cort glances at Irene.



Jean Paul walks down the staircase when he hears a pounding coming from the
side of the staircase. He walks across the foyer next to the staircase.
Laslo is kneeling next to the panel leading to the secret passage. "What are
you doing?" Jean Paul asks.  "Someone's been tampering with the wall here."
"The walls are old but sturdy. They'll be here a long time after we are
gone."  Laslo stands. "Well we must be careful of the cracks. Mice and rats
could come through. Oh the storm last night did some damage to the roof.
I'll have a worker come over and look at it." Laslo says as he walks
away.  "Why
this sudden interest in the house?"  Laslo stops. "Well I've always been
responsible for the maintenance of the house and the grounds, and the family
business." He says looking at Jean Paul. "Yes but your interest has never
been quite so evident before."  "What are you getting at?" Laslo asks.  "Quito
died in this foyer didn't he?"  "Yes."  Jean Paul nods. "I think you are not
telling me enough about the way that he died."  "Now don't tell me he has
appeared to you in another vision of life beyond death?"  "Laslo you are not
telling the truth about the way he died!"  "All right I will tell it again
for the last time." Laslo turns away from Jean Paul. "I heard a noise and I
came through from the Drawing Room." Laslo points at the doorway of the
Drawing Room. "He stumbled past me and died. He was lying there on the steps
as he was when I called you to come." Laslo tells him as he points at the
staircase.  Jean Paul walks around Laslo. "He looked like he was on a long
and perilous journey."  "Perhaps he had been outside in the storm?"  "Then
why wasn't he wet?"  "I don't know."  "Raxl and I searched throughout the
house. He was neither inside..."  "You know far more about Quito than I do.
His life was very remote from the rest of us as you well know." Laslo says
to Jean Paul.  "And Quito didn't give you anything?"  "What could he have
given me?"  "The key. The Egyptian ornament that's shaped like a cross and
rounded at the top."  "I thought we settled that question this
morning."  "Laslo
nothing will be settled until you tell the truth."  "I have told the truth!"
Laslo says angrily.  "This key will do you no good. It was not meant for
you. It will not help you in fact it may even destroy you."  "In that case
I'm very glad I do not have it." Laslo says then walks away.

Jean Paul watches him and sighs in exasperation.



Cort and Irene sit on the couch. Irene stands. "I'm sure you didn't come
here to discuss Jean Paul and the wedding did you?" She asks as she walks
across the room.  Cort stands and looks at Irene. "No I didn't."  "Then what
is it you want from me?"  "Well I'd like to talk to you about Laslo."  "I'd
prefer not to discuss your father with you."  "He's not my father."   "I'm
sorry. Of course he isn't. But he always speaks about you with such
fondness. I assumed he's become a father to you."  "Don't make assumptions
about Laslo and me."  There is a knock at the door. Cort glances at it as it
opens and Laslo walks in. "Cort what are you doing here?" Laslo asks.  "I
came to see Miss Blair. But she became upset and left the room."  "I didn't
know you and Miss Blair were such close friends."  "There are a lot of
things you don't know about me stepfather. And about my friends." Cort grabs
his coat and leaves the cottage.  "That young man is up to something." Irene
tells Laslo.  "Oh don't worry about Cort. He and I made a bargain."  "Don't
put much faith in any bargains he makes."  "Oh he'll keep this one I assure
you. But I came to see Emily again."  "Why are you and Emily so much
involved with each other all of a sudden?" Irene asks as she walks past
Laslo.  "It's between ourselves."  Irene turns and looks at Laslo. "I won't
call her until you tell me."

"Well then I'll call her myself." Laslo says as he looks past Irene. "Emily!
Emily."

"Yes?" She answers from the other room.  "Could you come out here for a
minute please?"  Irene glances at Laslo angrily.  Emily steps into the room
and Laslo walks up to her. "I went over the notes as you suggested. I did
not find what I wanted."  "Oh I'm sorry I use a personal code system to
simplify the references."  "No wonder they made no sense to me."  "I could
go with you and explain them if you would like."  Laslo looks at her. "You
want to go back to Desmond Hall?"  Emily nods. "Yes I want to go back to
work, I've been idle long enough. And besides I have an obligation to Philip
Desmond to finish what I started."  "But we have our own work to finish
Emily." Irene says to her.  Emily glances at Irene. "What work is that?" She
says in puzzlement.  Irene starts to light the candles at her altar when
Laslo walks over to her. He stares at the altar then at Emily.  Emily looks
at the candles.  "Now shall we start?" Irene says.  "Tell me what you want
me to do." Emily says.  "I will make supplication to my God. And you will
make yours to your God."  "And who is my God?" Emily asks. "The Serpent God.
Your Master."  "You're trying to frighten me."  Laslo looks at Emily as the
candles blow out.  "I knew it. She's betrayed us." Irene says, "What are you
talking about!" Emily asks. She is getting upset.  "Those that betray us can
not live with our secrets in their hearts. Let's find a way to rid ourselves
of her." Irene says to Laslo.  Laslo shakes his head. "I don't think
so."  "What
do you mean I betrayed you?" Emily asks.  "Yes Irene Emily came here because
she was overworked. She needed a rest.” Laslo says.  "But I'm all better
now."

"Yes she must go back to work. She has had her long rest."  "Are you mad?"
Irene says.  Laslo walks towards Emily. "You go pack your bag Emily. I'll
drive you back to Desmond Hall."



Cort enters Philip's secret room carrying a candle for light. He walks to
the bookcase and sets the candle down. He starts looking through the books.
"Which one is it?" He asks angrily as he pulls out another book. "There has
to be one here that tells about the key." He says as he grabs another book.
After putting it back he turns away from the bookcase. "There has to be."
The candle starts to glide across the shelf and stops in front of an empty
spot. Cort watches it. "It's gone. Who took it? Laslo!" he says angrily.
Cort turns as writing appears on the wall THE KEY IS ME. IT IS NOT FOR HE.
"It won't be for long. I swear it!" Cort walks from the room.



Irene angrily speaks to Laslo. "That girl is part of our coven. She can't be
allowed to go back to Desmond Hall."  Laslo shakes his head. "She will bring
no harm to us."  "You would take her back there knowing what she knows about
us? You must be more careless than I thought Laslo."  "She will be more
valuable there than she would be here."  "She will join her knowledge to
Jean Paul's destiny and make evil for us." Irene says to Laslo.  "She has
lost the powers of evil forever."

"How?"  Laslo reaches into his pocket and takes out the key. "Through this."

"What is it?" "Only Emily can answer that question for us."  "Where did you
get it?" "Never mind where I got it. I have it and I'm going to keep it."
"It may be evil." Irene says to him.  "It has destroyed the Serpent God.
When the Serpent was vanquished Emily Blair's powers vanished with him."  "Are
you sure?"  "You saw the candles blow out."  "That may be a trick."  "Leave
it to me. I'll take her to Desmond Hall. She will be the one among us free
from anger. Free from revenge and pure in spirit." Laslo says as he walks
away from Irene as he looks at the key.  "She's hardly pure being one of our
coven."  "The key destroyed the Serpent and the evil he passed on to her.
She is no longer a servant of the Serpent God. She is what she was before."
"Then she is no use to us." Irene says to him.  "Her knowledge is my only
assurance of keeping the key that now protects me."



Jean Paul sits at the desk using Emily's notes as he looks at the book of
the River Caves of Desmondton. There is a knock at the door. He collects the
notes and closes the book hiding it under the desk. "Yes who is it?" He asks
as he stands. Laslo opens the Drawing Room door and steps inside.  "What do
you want?"  "I brought you someone who wants to speak to you."  Emily
follows Laslo into the room. "Jean Paul how lovely to see you again."  Jean
Paul turns and walks away from her. Stopping in front of the fireplace he
looks back at her.



Summary by Debby Graham & Slideshow by Ron Janick


--
Ron and The Boston Babes:
Bella & Daisy

"God is great, beer is good,
and people are crazy."
...Billy Currington


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Deb,
   Thanks for reposting!  I really appreciate it.
Robin

--- In strangeparadise2@yahoogroups.com, "debby1847" <dnt61350@...> wrote:
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> Hi Robin i think it was a few weeks ago.  instead of looking back through the
messages that were posted I will re post.
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> Debby
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> Part II.       Family Ties
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>
>   In the Canadian forest Philip Desmond hears a drum beat.  He had been hiking
through the woods and was walking back towards his camp but now he began to
hurry.  Entering a clearing near his tent Philip takes his totem from the inside
pocket of his jacket and places it against his forehead.
>   "Orendo God of my people I have heard your call"
>   "Philip Desmond you are needed in France at the Desmond Mansion.  Jean Paul
needs you." A voice calls out to him.
>   Philip lowers the totem as a man materializes near him.  "Julian Desmond." 
Philip says as Julian glances at him.
>   "Yes Philip, you must go to your cousin.  Jacques Eloi Des Mondes evil was
not destroyed at Desmond Hall.  He plans to kill Jean Paul using Emily."  
Julian says then disappears.
>   Philip quickly packs and walks back to his village.
>   The next morning Philip arrives at the docks and boards a boat that takes
him to an ocean cruise ship.  Most of the people aboard are on vacation but
Philip stays in his cabin reading about the Des Mondes mansion in France.  It
had been passed down generation to generation starting with Victore Des Mondes
the grandfather of Philippe and Jacques Eloi Des Mondes.
> *
> Across the hall a young woman also stays in her cabin reading.  She closes her
book as the bell rings announcing that dinner is ready to be served in the
dining room.  She closes her book and turns off the light.  Moonlight shines
from the window and onto the cover of her book.  As she stands at the door she
glances around the room and looks at the book. "Not this time Grandfather."  She
whispers as she opens the cabin door and walks from the room.
> *
>   Philip thinks back to Desmond Hall a year ago and the curse that began with
Jacques Eloi Des Mondes where the Mark of Death originated. `When the curse was
broken we thought that was the end of Jacques and his evil.  How could he have
come back?  Is my family to be forever cursed by that demon?'  He silently
questions.
>   Five days have passed before the ship docks at the Port of Calais in France.
Philip arranges for a taxi to take him to the Desmond Mansion.
>
> ***
>
>   Jean Paul tries to take the ring off by any means he could think of but the
ring stayed on as if it had grown there.
>    One week after she had given Jean Paul the ring Emily has a nightmare.  She
dreams that she is trapped in another world, a world that was gray and foggy. 
She can see her husband in bed asleep in front of her but no matter how hard she
tries to reach him and call out to him he doesn't awaken.  The grayness darkens
as someone joins her and begins to torment her. "You cannot save him.  You now
belong to me Emily."  She feels hands begin to grip her throat and she screams.
>   "Darling wake up."  Jean Paul says as he grips Emily's thrashing body. 
"Emily what's wrong?"
>   Emily opens her eyes and stops struggling.  "Oh Jean Paul it was terrible I
was trapped in a dark place and I couldn't reach you.  There was someone with me
and I felt like I was going to die."  Emily sobs as she sits up and throws
herself into Jean Paul's arms.
>   "Darling it was only a dream."
>   "No Jean Paul I think it's going to happen!" Emily cries out.
>   Laughter fills the room.
>   "Jacques Eloi Des Mondes it's over!  Leave my family in peace!"  Jean Paul
shouts.
>   "But Jean Paul this is more interesting."   Jacques says with laughter.
>   "Damn you to hell Jacques, everything that was between us is over.  The
curse is gone and you have no hold over me."
>   "Think again Jean Paul Desmond, it has never been over.  When you pledged
yourself to my Master it was forever."
>   "What do you want from us?"  Jean Paul asks.
>   "Your death will free me and as you leave your body I shall gain permanent
possession of it."
>   "That was never part of our pact."
>   "I warned you on Maljardin that you were invoking my dark soul.  Now I leave
you to get some rest because I need your body strong and healthy."
>   Emily begins to sob.  "Oh Jean Paul what are we going to do?"
>   "You have to be strong Emily.  We can't let that demon win."  Jean Paul says
then  settles Emily back against the pillows.  As he holds her Emily falls into
an exhausted sleep.
>
> ***
>
>   As dawn arrives there is a knock at the front door of Desmond Mansion.  Jean
Paul grabs his robe and rushes down the staircase.  He opens the door.
>   "Hello cousin."  Philip says as he stands on the outside step.
>   "Philip come in, please come in."  Jean Paul tells him as he swings the door
wider.
>   Philip steps inside and as he sets his bag down he notices the ring.  "Then
it is true, he's back."
>   "Yes."  Jean Paul says as he turns away from Philip.
>   "What happened, I thought he had found peace."
>   Jean Paul turns back towards Philip.  "Obviously not, please come into the
Drawing Room."
>   Philip picks up his bag and follows Jean Paul from the foyer.
>   After entering the Drawing Room Jean Paul closes the door as Philip walks
across the room and sets his bag down and sits in a chair.
>   "Would you like coffee or tea?"  Jean Paul asks.
>   "No nothing thank you.  Tell me what happened."
>   Jean Paul sits on a couch across from Philip.  "Emily found an antique ring
and bought it for me.  It brought Jacques here, he plans to kill me and take
possession of my body."
>   "We won't let that happen."  Philip says as he stands and begins to pace.
>   "Think again Philip Desmond, your Gods are not strong enough to defeat me
this time."  Jacques voice echoes around the room.
>   "You were defeated once and you will be again."  Philip shouts at Jacques.
>   Jacques laughter echoes around the room, and then there is silence.
>   "Are we to live our lives under the control of that demon?"  Jean Paul asks
as he stands and walks across the room to stare out the window.
>   "Don't worry cousin we will find a way to defeat him once and for all."
Philip says as he stands behind Jean Paul and places his hand on his shoulder.
>   The Drawing Room door opens and Emily stands in the doorway.
>   "Emily you should be back in bed."  Jean Paul says as he turns and sees her.
>   Emily just stands and stares straight ahead.
>   "Emily?"  Jean Paul calls her name.
>   Philip walks over to Emily and raises his hand in front of her face.
>   "Philip what's wrong with her?"  Jean Paul asks as he walks over to them.
>   "She's in a trance."  Philip says as he lowers his hand.
>   "Can't you help her?"
>   "There's something blocking me from reaching her."
>   Emily raises her hands to her face then screams.  She starts to collapse.
>   Jean Paul grabs her.  "Philip help me get her to the couch.
>   After placing her upon the couch Philip places his hand on her head.  "Jean
Paul I don't feel her spirit anymore."
>   Jacques laughter fills the room.  Through the laughter they hear someone
knocking at the front door.
>   "Philip please stay with Emily."  Jean Paul says as he walks through the
open doorway to the front doors.  Opening the door he sees a young woman
standing on the landing.
>   "Jean Paul Desmond?"
>   "Yes."
>   "It's started hasn't it?" The woman says to him.
>
>
>
>
>
> --- In strangeparadise2@yahoogroups.com, "mastomy" <mastomy@> wrote:
> >
> >
> >
> > Deb,
> >  I seemed to have missed part 2 of your story?  What day did you post it?
> >   Thanks!
> >     Robin
> >
> > --- In strangeparadise2@yahoogroups.com, "debby1847" <dnt61350@> wrote:
> > >
> > > Hi everyone, I have the last two parts of my story to post.  I hope you
enjoy the story.
> > >
> > > Debby
> > >
> > > Part III.  Return To The Past
> > >
> > >   "What?"  Jean Paul asks.
> > >   "His evil has returned."  The young woman replies.
> > >   "Who are you?"
> > >   "My name is Evette Desmond."
> > >   "I don't understand.  There is no Evette that I can remember in the
family.
> > >   "I am a distant cousin to you Mr. Desmond."
> > >   "Please come in."  He says to her.
> > >   Evette steps inside and looks around.  ""Yes it's as I remember."  She
says quietly to herself.
> > >   "What?"
> > >   "Oh nothing Mr. Desmond."
> > >   Philip stands in the Drawing Room doorway. "You were on the boat with
me."
> > >   Evette turns towards Philip.  "Yes and you are?"
> > >   "Philip Desmond, also a distant cousin."
> > >     "Hello Philip Desmond." Evette says then glances at Jean Paul and
notices his ring.  "The Desmond heirloom."
> > >   "Yes, how do you know it?"  Jean Paul asks.
> > >   "I have seen it many times.  Mr. Desmond is there somewhere that I can
freshen up?"
> > >   "Yes please forgive my manners."  Jean Paul replies then walks across
the foyer floor and tugs on a rope built into the alcove.
> > >   "Yes sir."  Lucille says as she stands in the kitchen doorway.
> > >   "Please show Miss Desmond to a room.  She will be staying with us for a
while."
> > >   "Yes sir."  Lucille replies then glances at Philip.
> > >   "Also please prepare a room for Mr. Desmond."
> > >   "Yes sir, Miss if you will follow me I will help you get settled in."
> > >   "Thank you."  Evette replies.
> > >   "Didn't you bring your luggage?"  Jean Paul asks as he glances at the
entrance doorway.
> > >   "No I left in storage on the docks."
> > >   "If you will give me your keys I will have someone retrieve it for you."
Jean Paul says to her.
> > >   "No thank you Mr. Desmond I will take care of it myself."  Evette says
then follows Lucille up the staircase.
> > >   Philip glances at Jean Paul.  "That is a very strange woman."
> > >   Jean Paul nods.  "I think that you are right.  When I opened the door
she looked at me and said that it has started."
> > >   Philip turns and looks up the staircase. "We'll find out more about our
distant cousin when she joins us."
> > >   "How is Emily?"  Jean Paul asks.
> > >   Philip turns and looks at Jean Paul.  "Emily's life force returned when
Miss Desmond entered the mansion.."
> > >   "How is that possible?  Philip what is going on?"
> > >   "I sense something powerful about this woman but I don't know if it is
good or evil."
> > >   Jean Paul glances at the staircase as Lucille steps onto the top
landing.  "Philip if you will go with Lucille she'll show you to your room."
> > >   "I'll grab my bag."  Philip says as he steps into the Drawing Room.
> > >   Jean Paul follows Philip.  "I'll stay with Emily while you unpack."
> > >   Philip steps closer to Emily.  "She's sleeping now but she is still lost
in a different world."
> > > As Philip grabs his bag Jean Paul pulls up a chair next to the couch and
picks up Emily's hand as he sits down.
> > >   "Don't worry Jean Paul we will defeat this new evil."
> > >   "I hope so Philip."
> > >   Philip walks from the room as jJean Paul lowers his head tiredly.  "Oh
God please help Emily.  She doesn't deserve this."  He whispers as his eyes
close and he falls asleep.
> > >   Jean Paul begins to dream that he is back on Maljardin.  He watches as
Dan Forrest's boat gets caught in the whirlpool and Dan drowns.   Next he is
standing on the roof of the mansion and watches as Erica pushes Reverend Mathew
Dawson from the edge and to his death.  Now he finds himself in his secret room
and watches as gloved hands strangle Tim Stanton.
> > >   "No!"  Jean Paul cries out..  "It's all over, what happened on Maljardin
is over."  He cries out in his sleep.
> > >   The dream continues as he watches Alison Carr slump over the table after
drinking the poisoned wine.  Now he is in the Great Hall and watches as Erica
stabs Elizabeth Marshal in the chest.
> > >   "No!"  Jean Paul screams as he jerks awake.
> > >   "Jean Paul you must go back."  A voice calls out to him.
> > >   Jean Paul watches as the spirit of Vangie Abbott appears.
> > >   "Vangie?  Am I still dreaming?"  Jean Paul asks as he stands.
> > >   "No Jean Paul, I am here to help you."
> > >   "Can you help Emily?"
> > > "The only way to help her is to go back to Maljardin and free the ghosts
of your past."
> > >   "There is nothing left on Maljardin."
> > >   "They are there and you need to set them free."
> > >   "How?"
> > >   "You must go back with love instead of the hatred and fear that you left
with."
> > >   "I still don't understand."
> > >   "You must go back Jean Paul.  My spirit will help guide you."
> > >   "What about Emily?"
> > >   "She is trapped in Jacques Eloi Des Mondes world.  You must release her
from the darkness by freeing the trapped spirits that dwell on Maljardin.  She
will respond to Mr. Philip Desmond while you are gone."
> > >   "All right Vangie, I will speak to Philip and leave immediately."
> > >   Vangie fades from the room and Jean Paul walks from the room and rushes
up the staircase to speak to Philip.
> > >
> > >
> > > ***
> > >
> > >   The next morning Jean Paul's plane lands at the French Leaf Port.  He
calls a cab to take him to the French Leaf café.  Entering the cafe he walks up
to the bar.
> > >   "Mr. Desmond it's nice to see you again."  Naomi says as she walks up to
the bar.  "What can I get you?"  She asks as she takes her order pad from her
pocket.
> > >   "Nothing to drink Naomi, I would like to rent a boat."
> > >   "If you are looking for someone to take you to Maljardin you know that
no one will go near your island."
> > >   "I will pilot it myself."
> > >   "Wait here."  Naomi says as she steps into the back room.
> > >   As he waits Jean Paul orders a drink.
> > >   "Here are the keys Mr. Desmond.  You can settle with Joe when you return
the boat."  She says as she lays the keys on the bar.
> > >   "Thank you Naomi."  Jean Paul says as he finishes his drink and picks up
the keys.  He walks to the door and steps outside zipping his jacket as he walks
to the boat docks.
> > >   He finds Joe's boat and climbs aboard.  Starting the motor he pilots the
craft through the water avoiding the submerged rocks and the whirlpools that are
forming.
> > >   As he nears the old docks on Maljardin he pilots the boat near the sandy
beach.  He steps into the shallow water and ties the boat off and glances across
his Island.  The fire had scorched the trees and grounds.  He starts the
treacherous climb up the slippery stone steps that lead to the mansion.  He
stands in silence at the burnt shell of his mansion.
> > >   "Jean Paul."  Vangie's voice calls out to him.
> > >   Jean Paul turns and looks at Vangie with tears in his eyes.  "It's gone,
all gone."
> > >   "Yes Jean Paul but the Gods are here still protecting the Island.
> > >   "Do you mean the Serpent God?"
> > >   "Yes Jean Paul."
> > >   "Vangie the Serpent God is evil.   It almost destroyed me at Desmond
Hall."
> > >   "That was not our loving Serpent God but a devouring serpent."
> > >   "What must I do?"  Jean Paul asks.
> > >   "Go to the caves that are beneath the cliffs.  When you released Jacques
you banished the Serpent God."
> > >   "But Vangie I am not a believer of your God."
> > >   "It does not matter.  Your God will listen to your prayers while my God
will stay to fight Jacques Eloi Des Mondes evil.  When his hold over the Island
is gone the spirits of your friends and family will be free."
> > >   "What about you Vangie?"
> > >   "When my death came on Maljardin my father the Conjure Man was there to
protect my spirit from the evil of Jacques and Erica."
> > >   "Thank God for your fathers' interference."
> > >   "Jean Paul you must go now if you want to save Emily.  I  sense Jacques
evil starting to envelope Maljardin.  You must hurry."
> > >   Jean Paul turns and walks as quickly as possible down the stone steps to
the docks.  He turns and begins to run towards the bottom of the cliffs as the
sky darkens and thunder rumbles and lightning flashes.  Rain pours down as the
tide begins to rush in and the water rises towards the caves under the cliffs. 
Jean Paul begins to wade through the water that is already ankle deep.  As he
enters the cave he sees an altar set up on the ledge.  The water is now waist
deep as he pulls himself onto the ledge and kneels.  "You are a loving spirit
and I ask your forgiveness for releasing a demon from the pits of hell for my
own selfish use.  Because of my action I had brought death to my Island."
> > >   Jean Paul stands and walks to the edge of the ledge.  He glances outside
and towards the sky.  "God forgive me."  He glances down as the water recedes
from the cave.  He closes his eyes.  "Thank you."
> > >   "Jean Paul."  Vangie calls to him.
> > >   Jean Paul opens his eyes to see Vangie standing on the sand below him.
> > >   "You have done it Jean Paul.  The spirits that were trapped on Maljardin
are now free.  Emily is now free from Jacques world, Philip, yourself and
Jacques granddaughter of twelve generation can now stop Jacques evil."
> > >   "Thank you Vangie."
> > >   "Goodbye Jean Paul."  Vangie says as she fades.
> > >   "Jacques granddaughter?    Vangie wait, what do you mean his
granddaughter?"  Receiving no answer Jean Paul clumbs down from the ledge and
walks back to his rented boat.
> > >
> > > TBC
> > >
> > >
> > > Part IV.  Banishment
> > >
> > >   Arriving back at the Desmond Mansion Jean Paul enters the Drawing Room
to find it empty.  As he steps into the foyer he sees Philip walking down the
staircase.  "Philip how is Emily?"
> > >    "We moved her back to the bedroom.  She's awake but keeps slipping in
and out of trances."
> > >   "And our guest?"
> > >   "She's in her room."
> > >   "I want to check on Emily then you and I will speak to Miss Desmond."
> > >   "I'll meet you in half an hour."  Philip says as he grabs his jacket.
> > >   "Where are you going?"
> > >   "I have to go out for a while."  Philip says as he steps through the
open door, closing it behind him.
> > >   Jean Paul rushes up the staircase and enters his and Emily's bedroom. 
"Emilly?"  He calls out softly as he sees her in bed with her eyes closed.
> > >   Emily opens her eyes.  "Jean Paul you're home.  Philip said you went
back to Maljardin.  I was so afraid that you would not return."
> > >   Jean Paul walks over to the bed and sits on the edge pulling her into
his arms.  "I went back to free you from Jacques world on Maljardin."
> > >   "So that is what happened.  I felt lost and trapped in a shadowy world
then I found myself back home in Desmond Mansion." She pulls her head back to
look at Jean Paul.  "It's not over is it?"
> > >   "No Jacques is still able to control you but I think we have found a way
to stop his evil."
> > > "Oh Jean Paul I hope so."  Emily says as she lays her head against Jean
Paul's chest.
> > >   There is a tap on the door.  "Yes."  Jean Paul calls out.
> > >   The door opens and Philip looks inside.  "Emily how are you feeling?"
> > >   "Better now that Jean Paul is home."
> > >   Philip enters the room.  "Jean Paul I have asked Evette to join us in
the Drawing Room.  Emily I think that you should join us."
> > >   "Philip are you sure that is wise?"    Jean Paul asks.
> > >   "I think that she needs to be there."
> > >   Emily gives a nod to Philip.
> > >   "Emily will you be able make it downstairs?"  Philip asks.
> > >   "Yes Philip, Jean Paul and I will be down in a few minutes."
> > >   Philip steps to the doorway.  "I'll accompany Evette to the Drawing
Room."
> > >
> > >   Emily is lying upon the couch, Jean Paul stands near the window as
Philip and Evette enter the room.
> > >   "Evette please take a seat."  Jean Paul says to her.
> > >   Philip follows her across the room and stands behind her chair after
Evette is seated.
> > >   "When you arrived you stated that it had started.  What do you know
about the trouble at Desmond Mansion?"  Jean Paul asks.
> > >   "I know that Jacques Elois Des Mondes has returned."
> > >   "How are you involved?"  Philip asks.
> > >   "What is this and inquisition?"  Evette asks.
> > >   "No Evette I know that you are here to help."  Emily says to her.
> > >   "How do you know that?"  Jean Paul asks.
> > >   "I feel his anger."
> > >   "Who?"  Jean Paul asks.
> > >   "Jacques, I sense his anger over Evette being here."
> > >   Thunder rumbles and the mansion shakes.
> > >   Emily stands and stares straight ahead.
> > >   "He's trying to take Emily back with him to his world of darkness." 
Evette says as she jumps to her feet.
> > >   "Jacques release her!"  Jean Paul cries out.
> > >   Phillip grabs Evette's hand and pulls the totem from his pocket with his
other hand. "Orendo God of my people please help my kinsman's wife.  Stop the
evil that is trying to take her away."
> > >   Evette raises their clasped hands.  "Grandfather release this girl."
> > >   Jacques laughter echoes around the room.
> > >   "I call upon the Grandfather of Jacques Eloi Des Mondes to take this
evil from us."
> > >   Victoire Des Mondes appears as Emily collapses.  Jean Paul catches her
as she begins to fall to the floor.
> > >   "Jacques I command your soul to accompany me."
> > >   Jacques appears next to his Grandfather.   "Come Grandson."  Victoire
says as he places his arm around Jacques shoulder and they disappear.
> > >
> > >   Emily lifts her head and glances at Evette.  "What happened?"
> > >   "Jacques has lost his hold over you."  Evette says as she lowers her and
Philip's hand.
> > > "Is it really over?"  Emily asks.
> > >   "Yes, Jacques has been banished."  Philip replies.
> > >   "Evette who are you?"  Jean Paul asks.
> > >   "A distant relative of Jacques."
> > >   "I don't understand."  Jean Paul says.
> > >   "Maybe it is better that you don't cousin."  Philip says to him.
> > >   There is a tap on the Drawing Room door.
> > >   "Come in."  Jean Paul says.
> > > .  "Mr. Desmond lunch is ready to be served."  Lucille says from the
doorway.
> > >   "If you wouldn't mind cousin I would like to take Evette out for lunch."
Philip says as he looks at Evette.
> > >   Evette glances up at Philip and smiles.  "I would enjoy that very much."
> > >   "It seems that there will be only two for lunch Lucille."  Jean Paul
says as he looks at Emily.
> > >
> > > The end
> > >
> >
>

Curt, I remember when they ran that movie.  It was impossible not to notice
all the Dark Shadows references...an old mansion and a new one, up on the
cliffs.  It was a rather dull movie, til at the very end the painting
talked.  While it would never have been like Dark Shadows, it still would
have been interesting.  I never really paid attention to the SP references.
It would be interesting to see it again and look at it closer.

On Sun, May 2, 2010 at 11:02 PM, Curt <strangeparadiselibrary@...>wrote:

>
>
> Hey, Strangers!
> I just watched a failed ABC pilot from 1986 titled DARK MANSIONS. It was an
> interesting effort by Aaron Spelling to do a prime-time imitation of DARK
> SHADOWS before Dan Curtis' 1991 revival of the series. And its story was
> co-written by Anthony Lawrence, the creator of the early 1970s paranormal
> series THE SIXTH SENSE. Anyway, while the show is very obviously inspired by
> the first year of DARK SHADOWS (the more gothic, less supernatural
> episodes), the writer used one element that could have been taken directly
> from STRANGE PARADISE. The whole story revolves around the wife of one the
> major characters - a woman who died from a plunge over a cliff near the
> ancestral estate. One of the lingering questions is whether her fall was an
> accident, or whether her loving husband actually pushed her. Shades of
> Jacques and Huaco! Everything else in the pilot was vintage DS, but I think
> there is just a dash of SP in the production to. It's too bad ABC decided
> against continuing the series before they even aired the pilot film. It
> really could have been interesting.
> -Curt
>
>
>



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*Strange Paradise: Episode 127*

*Episode 127:  Slideshow: http://tinyurl.com/2bkgnw*

Irene: "Afternoon at Desmond Hall. Forces of evil align themselves in new
alliances in efforts to gain possession of the ancient Egyptian relic called
the Key." Brought to the family mansion by Quito at the cost of his life.
The key seeks the pure of spirit who will use it for its true purpose. Jean
Paul Desmond grieves for the death of his faithful Quito and for the woman
who renounced her love to save him from destruction. To him in his
desolation comes another. One who has once betrayed him."



Emily steps foreword. "What's the matter? I don't understand."  "Emily asked
me to bring her back. She has work that is still unfinished. Work that is
vital to us all."

Jean Paul steps foreword. "There are certain things that have changed at
Desmond Hall since you left Miss Blair."  "I'm sorry about Quito. He was a
good kind man."  "Many good and kind people are misused by others.  "Well I
shall leave you two alone." Laslo says as he walks towards the doors of the
Drawing Room. He turns and looks back at them. "There is no problem that
people have that cannot be solved by candid conversation." He says then
closes the door as he leaves.  Jean Paul looks at Emily then walks away from
her.  "If I've done anything to offend you I'm sorry."  Jean Paul looks at
her. "It's a little late to be sorry don't you think."  Emily looks at him
with uncertainty. "Please don't say that."  "Well what did you expect? After
the threats the spite and the malice you directed at me." Jean Paul says as
he walks to the fireplace with his back towards her.  Emily walks across to
him and stands behind him. "When did I do that?"  "When I came to see you
shortly before Helena and I were to be married."

"But I don't remember."  Jean Paul turns and looks at her. "You seem to have
a very convenient memory."  "I've been ill." Emily walks away from him.
"Most of the time I spent at Mrs. Hatters I was in bed half alive. I hardly
knew what I was saying or who I was. You must believe me." Emily says
looking at him.  "What do you want?"  Emily steps towards him. "I want to
come back and finish the work. Do the work that I promised Philip Desmond I
would do."  Jean Paul steps closer to her. "And nothing more?" he asks.  Emily
turns away. "To complete my studies of your family history and to set in
order all the information that is scattered in books." She walks to the
desk.  Jean Paul walks towards her. "Very well. I would like you to do
that."  "Well then can I come back?"  "Only with the understanding that I'm
not the man I was when you left."  Emily looks away. "If you wish. I'm sorry
about Miss Raleigh too. She was a charming girl with style."  Jean Paul
turns away from her. "We will not talk about Miss Raleigh please." He turns
back to Emily. "Ever again. She’s gone."  "I wish there was something I
could do."

Jean Paul looks at her. "I was fond of you once but I have no more interest
in anything of that kind." He walks around her. "You will work here that is
all?"  "If that is what you want."  "Good it's settled. Your room is still
waiting for you upstairs. Your work is waiting for you on the desk."  "Thank
you Jean Paul." Emily says as she walks towards the desk.  "In return
perhaps you could help me."  "Yes indeed anything you ask." Emily says with
her back towards him.



With her eyes closed Irene stands in front of her altar. She has lit the
candles. "Circle of Fire. Power of Darkness keep her within our circle. Keep
her within our coven. Do not break our circle. Do not break our coven.
Answer me oh Circle of Fire. Answer me oh Power of Darkness." Irene opens
her eyes and looks down as the candles blow out. Irene raises her head. "So
it is true we have lost her."



Cort stands in Philip's secret room holding a candelabra. "I defy you. Do
you hear me? What ever spirit inhabits this room I defy you to challenge
me." Cort laughs. "I'm waiting. No response? Have you gone never to return?
This room must be free of your rustling shadow and you’re suffocating
coils." Cort walks foreword placing the candles on the table. "This is now
my room once more." Cort sits on a stool and picks up a book. As he is
glancing at it the door opens and Laslo walks in. "Welcome dear stepfather."
"You have broken your bargain."

"Have I?" Cort asks looking up at Laslo.  "You promised not to tell anyone
about the key."  "I didn't."  "You told Jean Paul." Laslo says to him.  "I
didn't tell Jean Paul."  "He accused me of taking the key from Quito."  Cort
turns away from Laslo. "Well why don't you ask him."  "I did." Laslo says as
he walks around the room. "He told me some ludicrous story of Quito
appearing to him in a dream."

"Strange things have happened."  "He is convinced that Quito gave me the
key."

Cort stands. "It seems to me dear stepfather that if you were more honest
with Jean Paul his suspicions might not upset you."  "You are betraying me
to him aren't you? Answer me!" Laslo shouts.  "Such accusations are not
becoming to you." Cort says as he picks up a book and starts leafing through
it. "I expect you to display more finesse. Now leave me to my work."  "What
are you doing here in the first place?" Laslo asks.  "This room was mine in
the first place. I have more right here then you have. Long before you or
Jean Paul or any of the others. I was here with cousin Philip who taught
me..." Cort looks away.  "Yes. And what did he teach you?"  "The history of
my illustrious ancestors. My family legends and heroes and saints and
demons."  "What are you doing here now?"  "I'm doing my homework. You see
these books are answers to questions I must know."  "So it is you who has
the book." Laslo says to Cort.  Cort looks at Laslo. "What book is that?"  "The
book that explains the key."  Cort sits down. "Oh is it missing?"  Laslo
bends down putting his hand on the table. "Don't trifle with me. This is not
an inconsequential matter that you could pass off with a joke or a prank.
This is my opportunity to hold within my power the strongest force of good
that human beings know."  "Well I wish you well with it." Cort says with a
smile.

"And I need that book. It explains the use of the key."  "I suggest you
search elsewhere. It's not here I'm sure of that."  Laslo straightens up and
walks around Cort. "If you have the book it's no use without the key."  "It
might be a means to make a better bargain with you then." Cort says turning
on the stool to look at Laslo.  "Our bargain stands as it is. Don't try to
trick me." Laslo walks away as Cort laughs at him.



Emily sits at the desk looking through her notes. "Someone has been going
through my files. They are all out of order."  "I was looking for something
before you came. I'm sorry." Jean Paul says as he stands next to her.  Emily
smiles as she straightens up the files. "It's all right as long as it was
you. I was afraid it was somebody..."  "Emily?" He steps closer to her. "I
need some information about a key."  Emily glances up at him. "You too?"  "What
do you mean?"  "Well this morning Laslo came to Mrs. Hatters to ask me about
an Egyptian Key."  Jean Paul smacks the desk with his hand. "I knew it."  "He
wanted the title of a book that had information in it." Emily says as she
glances up at him.  Jean Paul reaches under the desk and holds the book in
his hand. "Is this it?" He sets the book on the desk.  "The River Caves of
Desmondton. Yes that's it."  "Does it explain about a key?"  "No it just
tells what is known about it that's all. It's funny but when Laslo asked me
I couldn't remember the title." She says as she glances down at her
notes.  "But
what exactly does the key unlock?"  "It opens a door to a chamber between
this world to the next. A chamber from which one could only be released by
someone pure in heart."  "But does this person come back to this world?"  "No.
According to this he then moves onward to the next world. Or closer to
divine peace, tranquility with himself." Emily says as she looks at Jean
Paul.  Jean Paul sits next to the desk. "Who last had the key?"  "Well it's
been missing for generations. But there was a Yugoslavian monk who had it in
the sixteenth century." Emily hands a sheet of paper to Jean Paul. "Then
there was an Indian girl in the eighteenth and a Chinese Mandarin. And there
has been no one since." She says as she hands him more notes.  "I see." Jean
Paul stands. "So this key really transcends all kinds of boundaries of time
and places."  "It only knows the boundaries of the human heart. Human
purity"  "Raxl says it holds great danger. Is that true?"  "Well it could be
harmful it held by the wrong person." Emily says as she reaches for the
book.  "Yes but who would be the right person?" Jean Paul asks leaning over
Emily's shoulder to look at the book.

"The Key of Promise finds the one for who it is searching." Emily reads from
the book.  "So it seeks out him without any help."  "It might not be a man.
It could be a woman or a girl." Emily tells him.  "Yes but it seeks out this
person doesn't it?"

"Yes it always has eventually."  Jean Paul stands straight. "I see but how
does this person know how to use the key?"  "Apparently the last person that
had it passes the information to the next."  "Then why has it come here?"
Jean Paul asks.



There is a knock at the front door. "Excuse me." Jean Paul says to Emily as
he sets the papers one the desk. He then turns and walks out of the Drawing
Room closing the door behind him. Walking through the foyer he answers the
door.  "Oh Jean Paul I haven't seen you since that unfortunate day your
wedding plans were cancelled so abruptly." Irene says as she walks into the
foyer. "Irene I am really rather busy right now. If you don't mind."  Irene
walks through the foyer then turns and looks back at him. "Well I did want
to offer my condolences for the death of your good man Quito. I was
distressed when I heard about it from Laslo."  "Thank you." Jean Paul says
as he stands next to the open outside door.

"And lastly I wanted to find out how Emily was. She was feeling rather
poorly and I feel that she's my patient in a manner of speaking." Irene says
as she takes her gloves off. Jean Paul walks towards her. "Emily is resting
in the Drawing Room."

"Couldn't I just peek in and say hello? I do feel responsible for her. She's
like a younger sister to me."  Jean Paul steps around her. "I'm afraid I
must insist that you don't."  "Well then I'll just stop by another day"  "Yes
why don't you do that. Thank you." Jean Paul turns and walks back to the
Drawing Room closing the door behind him.



Irene spots Cort walking down the staircase and rushes back to the open
doorway. Turning she waits for Cort. "Hello there."  "Is it wise to be here
so often Mrs. Hatter? People will gossip."  Irene steps into the foyer.
"Well everyone knows I'm an old friend of the family. They are used to me
going in and out of this house."  "And do they know you are especially close
to one member of this family?" Cort asks as he walks towards Irene.  "What
are you hinting at?"

"Well I'm just wondering what would happen if I told my mother that I had
seen you and my stepfather in what people would call a compromising
situation?"

"Have you wondered what would happen if I told Jean Paul about your little
plans for him?" Irene says.  "Go ahead tell him." Cort says with a smile.  "How
long do you think you would be allowed to stay here? And perhaps your mother
for that matter." Cort walks to the door and leans against it. "And perhaps
even my stepfather." He says with a smile.  Irene looks away.  "Yes I
thought that prospect might make you cooperate."  Irene walks up to Cort.
"What do you want from me?"  "I want you to use your gentle arts of
persuasion to convince Laslo that the key he now has would be put to more
use in my possession."  Irene looks away from him. "I couldn't do that."  Cort
steps closer to her. "I think you could."  "Why should I?"  "Secrets like
everything else can be purchased. My price is not as high as it might be or
as high as it will be if you do not comply with my wishes." Cort says as he
steps away from Irene.  Laslo is walking down the staircase when he sees
Cort and Irene. "Irene what are you doing here?"  Cort walks over to Irene's
side. "Good day Mrs. Hatter. Remember our little secret will you." He turns
and walks away.  "Every time I've seen that boy today he's been with you."
Laslo says.  "I just happen to run into him."  "What are you two plotting
together?"

"We must speak together privately." Irene tells Laslo.  "I can't leave the
house." Laslo says as he steps away from Irene.  "He threatens to expose us
to your wife." Irene says as she steps up behind him.''  "He's always
threatening."  "He wants the key."  Laslo turns and looks at Irene. "Did he
say that?"  "It's the price he demands for secrecy."  "It's a price I refuse
to pay." Laslo says as he walks away from Irene.  "Don't trust him
Laslo."  Laslo
turns and takes Irene's arm. "Go home. You shouldn't have come here. I'll
take care of Cort." He walks her to the door.  "Jean Paul wouldn't let me in
to see Emily." Irene says to Laslo.  "I'll deal with him too. Fate has given
me a weapon that I can use to deal with all of them."

Irene turns and walks out the door. Laslo closes the door behind her.



In the Drawing Room Jean Paul stands at the window and looks out. He turns
towards Emily. "It's all right. Now she's leaving, finally." Jean Paul says
as he walks back to the desk.  "Perhaps I should have seen her." Emily says
as she looks away. "She was very kind to me. She nursed me back to health."
Jean Paul smiles. "Well she'll return. Don’t worry about that." He says as
he glances at the window then back at the desk. "Now we haven't much time.
Let's get back down to business." He sits back down next to the desk. "Why
would Quito give the key to Laslo if he was supposed to give it to someone
who is pure at heart?"

"Well it will leave him. It will find the person it was meant for. Perhaps
it was meant for you."  Jean Paul shakes his head. "No I thought at one time
perhaps it was but I'm not pure in heart."  Emily looks at him. "I think you
are."  Jean Paul gives a laugh and stands. "I wish that were true. I was
once before Maljardin." He walks away then glances back at Emily. "Before
Maljardin, before when I was innocent and carefree." "But if it were not
meant for you I shall help you to make sure it gets to the person it is
meant for." Jean Paul walks up to Emily. "Emily we've got to make sure that
this key does not get into the wrong hands."



Laslo sits on a stool in Philip's secret room. On the table is the
candelabra for light. Cort enters and Laslo comes to his feet. "Cort come
in. I've been expecting you." "Good then there is no use in wasting
preliminaries." Cort says to him. "You will stop threatening Mrs. Hatter."
"I wasn’t threatening her. I warned her." Cort says. "You made a bargain
with me." "I made a bargain with you not to tell anyone else about the key."
"You told Mrs. Hatter."  "So did you." Cort tells him.

"Nevertheless you broke the bargain."  "But you broke it too." Cort says
with a smile.  "How did I break it?"  Cort walks around Laslo. "You promised
me that I could have the key and its powers."  Laslo turns around angrily.
"That was not part of the bargain!"  "That's what I understood. I want the
key."  "Well you're not going to get it."  "You've had it long enough." Cort
tells him.  "Our bargain has nothing to do with sharing the key! It's mine!"
"You'll have to give it to me eventually."  "Why? Why would I give it to
you?"  "Because if you don't I'll take it!" Cort tells him.  "The key
protected me from the Serpent. What have I got to fear from a boy like you?"
Laslo says as he walks out of the room.  "We will see what you have to feat
dear Stepfather!" Cort shouts. Cort hears the music from Philip's carousel.
"Philip? Tell me who should have the key?" Cort lifts the candelabra. "Tell
me!" He walks to the bookcase as a piece of paper falls onto the shelf.
Picking it up he carries it to the table and sets it down next to the
candelabra. He reads the words. THE KEY IS ME. TIS NOT FOR HE. "Philip what
does this mean? The key to what? Is it a door? Is it?" He glances up. "It
will set who free? You, me? Answer!"



Emily stands at the bookcase glancing through a book. Putting it back she
walks to the table. Picking up the book of the River Caves of Desmondton she
carries it back to the desk. She sits down and starts looking through
it.  Laslo
walks into the Drawing Room and stands behind Emily. "Am I disturbing you?"
"Oh no." She says as she closes the book. Glancing down at it she places a
notebook over it.  "I waited until Jean Paul had gone to his room before I
came to talk to you."  "I'm glad you waited." She says as she starts
straightening her desk. "I was getting tired." Emily stretches.  Laslo
reaches for the notebook covering the book underneath. "So you found the
book."  "Yes I have." she sighs.  "You didn't bring it to me."  "I didn't
know where you were."   Laslo walks around carrying the book. "What does it
say about the key?"  "Oh just a little bit here and there. Nothing of any
real help."  Laslo sits at the desk holding the book. "Anything will help.
What have you found?" Laslo asks as he sets the book back on the desk.

"Well just a minute." Emily looks through her notes. "Here it is. It's been
missing for many generations. One time it was sought through the world like
the Holy Grail." Emily says looking at Laslo.  "How long has it been in
possession of the Desmonds?"  "It doesn't belong to the Desmonds. It belongs
to the person who is pure in heart. Whoever they may be."  "Well how do you
explain it being in my keeping?" Laslo asks as he stands.  "It can be in
anyone's keeping. But it works good for only those pure in heart. It leads
them to tranquility."  "If that's true I hardly qualify."  "It wouldn't be
here at all if someone weren't qualified to receive it."  Laslo takes the
key from his pocket. "Someone here at Desmond Hall?"

Emily stands. "The key is trying to reach the next person it is meant for."
Emily takes the key from Laslo's hand and holds it. She sits it on the
table. "Oh look. The writing in the fireplace." She tells Laslo pointing.  They
walk towards the fireplace. The key disappears as they look at the writing.
THE KEY IS ME. BUT NOT FOR THEE. Laslo glances at Emily's hands then at the
table.



Cort looks through the bookcase in Philip's secret room. He tosses books on
the table when he hears Philip's music from the carousel. He lifts the
candelabra and looks around the room. He turns back to the table and watches
as the key appears.



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*Strange Paradise: Episode 128*

*Episode 128:  Slideshow:  http://tinyurl.com/2hc5em*

Cort: "Afternoon at Desmond Hall, an afternoon that is quiet and serene for
those outside the Great House. But fear lurks within the walls and along its
corridors. For an ancient Egyptian relic has been found. It is the key to
the mystery of Desmond Hall. And as the mystery begins to unravel fear will
mount. For the living will be contacted by the dead."



Emily looks at the desk. "You saw me put it down."  Laslo glances at her
then back at the desk. "Yes."  "I put it there. Right there." Emily says as
she touches the desk.  Laslo walks around the room. "No one was around. No
one came into the room, but it couldn’t have just disappeared."  "It doesn’t
seem possible." Emily says as she looks around the desk.  "It isn’t
possible!"  "Maybe?"  "Go on."

"Well maybe the key passed from your hand to somebody else." Emily says as
she walks to the fireplace then glances back at Laslo. "According to the
legend the key can pass from hand to hand until it finds the rightful owner.
Well maybe you weren’t suppose to have it. Maybe it passed on to someone
else."  "It’s made of solid metal. It couldn’t just evaporate." Laslo says
as he walks closer to Emily.

"But it’s gone."  Laslo turns and looks at the desk. "And you think someone
in this house has it?"  Emily walks over to the desk. "It is possible."
"Who?"  "I don’t know."



Cort picks up the key. "Philip! Philip hear me. Hear my voice. I’ve got it
now! I’ve got the Egyptian key! What am I supposed to do with it? Tell me!
Give me a sign! Philip. Philip?" Cort glances around the secret room as he
puts the key in his pocket and leaves the room.



Emily turns towards the fireplace. "Look into the fireplace. The writing is
gone." She walks up to Laslo.  He turns and looks at the fireplace.
"Yes."  Emily
turns away. "The key is me and not for thee."   Laslo walks around her. "The
key is me. What does that mean?"  "I don’t know. But the last part could
only mean one thing. You weren’t suppose to have it."  Laslo walks away from
Emily. "I must find it. Somehow I must find it."   Jean Paul enters the
Drawing Room. "Emily?" "Oh Jean Paul."  "Excuse me." Laslo says as he walks
from the room.  Jean Paul watches him go then turns and looks at Emily.
"What’s the matter with Laslo?"

"He’s frightened and so am I."  "Why?"  Emily turns away from Jean Paul. "I
saw, I saw the Egyptian key."   "Then Laslo does have it. I knew it." Jean
Paul says as he glances at the doorway then back to Emily.  "No he did have
it. It was there on the desk but it disappeared."  Jean Paul glances at the
desk. "Disappeared?"  "And there was writing on the fireplace but that’s
gone too."



There is a knock on Irene’s cottage door. Irene walks over and opens it.
"Well Cort my dear this is a surprise." Irene says as Cort walks into the
cottage. Irene closes the door behind him.  "I came to thank you." Cort says
to her.  "Oh for what?” Irene asks as she walks around Cort and leans on the
couch.  Reaching into his pocket he takes the Egyptian key. "For this." He
walks away from Irene. "They call it the Egyptian Key. I don’t know why. It
doesn’t look like a key. Must be a key to something." He holds it up to show
to Irene. "Like the answer to a riddle."   Irene walks up to him." "How did
you get it?"  "Don’t you know?"  "How could I?"  "But you were going to help
me." He walks away from Irene. "You said you would use your power to help me
get it."  Irene walks up to him. "That’s what you told me to do. You
threatened me dear boy. I don’t listen to threats. From you or anybody
else." Irene tells him with a small smile.   "You didn’t help me?" Cort asks
worriedly.  "I most certainly didn’t."  Cort turns away. "Then how did I get
the key?"  "Let me see it."   Cort holds it out to her. "You must help me!"

Irene steps away not touching the key. "Oh how?"  "Use your powers. Use your
powers to find out how I am suppose to use this." He says holding the key up

. "Why should I do that?" Irene asks with a smile.  "I could always tell my
mother the truth."  "I just told you dear boy I don’t listen to
threats."  "Aren’t
you the slightest bit interested in this? Aren’t you the slightest bit
curious?"  "Well yes. I have to admit I am." Irene says as she looks at
Cort.  "Then help me!"   Irene turns towards the fireplace. "Light the
candles." She tells Cort.  Cort walks to the altar and lights them.  Irene
covers her head with a black scarf. "Arrange them in a circle."  Cort does
as he is told then looks at Irene.  "Now?" "Stand here." She has him stand
next to her on her right side. "Now close your eyes and think of the
Egyptian Key. Clear your mind of everything else. Just think of the key."  Cort
stands with his eyes closed. "All right."  "Do you see the key? Do you see
it in your mind?"  "Yes." Cort says as he nods.  "Good." Irene glances
straight ahead. "Spirits of the night hear my voice. Hear me calling to you.
Hear me." A breeze blows over the candles. "There is a key an Egyptian Key.
Tell me what it is. Tell me how to use it. Give me the knowledge I must
have." Irene closes her eyes. "Tell me, tell me." Wind blows through the
room and Irene opens her eyes. "What is it? What’s the matter?" Cort asks.  "I
can’t go on." Irene says as thunder crashes. "I can’t go on." she says as
she backs away from the altar and takes off the scarf. "I can’t help you.
I’m sorry."   "What is it? What’s the matter with you?"

"I, I’m not sure I know."  "You don’t know?"  "I felt vibrations in the
room, strange vibrations."  "You’ve go to go on. You have got to help me."
   "I can’t."  "Afraid? You."  She steps towards Cort. "Yes I am and I don’t
know why."  "What would frighten you?"  "I’m afraid I was beginning to have
a vision of something."  "But what was it?"  "It was a place, a place where
someone is supposed to go."  Cort looks away. "That someone is me. You’ve
got to go on!"  Irene turns and walks away from Cort. "I don’t think I can!"
   Cort follows her. Standing in front of her he grasps her by the shoulders.
"What’s the matter with you?"  "I don’t know."  Cort releases her.   "I
don’t know." Irene says quietly as she turns away from Cort. "Possibly I’m
just being foolish."   Cort walks in front of her. "Aren’t you curious any
longer?"  "Of course I am. I’m more curious than ever. That key has some
kind of power." Irene walks away from Cort. "I want to know what it is."  "Well
then go on."  Irene looks back at him then nods. "Stand where you were.
Close your eyes. Concentrate on the key."   Cort stands with his eyes
closed. "Do you see the key? Do you see it in your mind?"  "Yes." Cort says
as he concentrates.

Irene covers her face and head with the black scarf. "Spirits of the night
hear my voice. Let me know you hear me. Give me a sign." The candle flames
move in the breeze that blows through the room. "The key, the Egyptian Key
why does it exist? How must it be used? Show me, show me!" Irene closes her
eyes and starts to moan. "I’m beginning to see."   "What?" Cort asks.  "A
flight of stairs. A staircase."   "The staircase at Desmond Hall." Cort
says.  "And under the stairs I see a wall. A wall, a wall that moves."  "A
secret panel." Cort says.  "I walk through the opening. I descend. I
descend, I see darkness, darkness. Only darkness. The key I must take the
key somewhere. But where? Where? All I can see is darkness. Give me the key.
Let me hold it in my hand." Irene says as she holds her hand out.   Cort
places it in her hand.   As Irene grips it thunder crashes and the candles
flicker then go out. "No! Take it! Take it back!" Irene thrust the key into
Cort’s hand. "And go now!" Irene turns and pulls off the scarf. "I’ve told
you all I can." She looks back at Cort. "That key has a power, a great power
that I don’t understand. But it can only harm me! Take it await! I never
want to see it again!" Irene shouts.  Cort holds it up. "It’s all right. You
told me all I need to know."  Irene turns her face away from it.



Jean Paul and Laslo are in the Drawing Room. "So you have been lying." Jean
Paul says to him. "What if I was?" Laslo says as he lifts a glass of wine to
his mouth and takes a drink.  "Well why did you lie to me? Why didn’t you
tell me about the key?"  Laslo walks away from Jean Paul. "Does it matter
now? I don’t have it any longer."  Jean Paul follows him. "You couldn’t have
used it anyway. It can only be used by the pure of heart and you Laslo
hardly qualify." He says as he stands behind Laslo.  "The pure of heart. Who
could that be?"  "Holly perhaps." Jean Paul says as he walks away from
Laslo. "Or Ada."  "Or perhaps the young stranger." Laslo says, "Yes it could
be Philip."  "Or the key might have vanished entirely just as mysteriously
as it disappeared."  "I don’t believe that. It is still in this house
somewhere." Jean Paul says to Laslo.  "Well then one of us must find
it."   "Yes
one of us must." Jean Paul says as he turns to leave the Drawing Room.



Laslo follows Jean Paul out of the Drawing Room and walks through the foyer
and grabs his coat. He’s putting it on when Cort walks through the front
entrance. "Where have you been?"  "In town. Why?" Cort asks as he walks away
from Laslo   "I’ve been looking for you. The Egyptian Key has disappeared."
Cort stands with his hands in his pockets. "It has?"  Laslo walks up to
Cort. "Yes, vanished before my eyes."  "How could that be?"  Laslo stares at
him. "You don’t seem surprised. And you certainly don’t look upset."  "Well
why should I be upset? It was yours dear Stepfather not mine."  "I promised
to share it with you."

"Yes but you can’t now can you?" Cort asks with a smile.  Laslo walks around
him. "Do you know something? Something that I don’t know?"   Cort looks at
him. "What could I know?"  "I don’t understand your attitude."  "It’s simply
that I’m not interested in your precious Egyptian Key. I decided it bores
me." He looks at Laslo’s coat. "Are you going somewhere?"  "Yes as a matter
of fact I was."  "Don’t let me detain you."   Laslo turns and walks out of
the mansion.



Philip is in his room writing a letter when there is a knock at the door.
"Come in." he calls out looking at the door.  "The door opens and Jean Paul
walks in closing the door behind him. “Am I disturbing you?"  "No not at
all. I was just writing a letter." He watches Jean Paul as he walks into the
room and lean against the back of the bed frame. "How are you cousin?"
Philip asks.  "I’m fine." Jean Paul says as he smiles at his cousin.  "I
haven’t seen much of you the past few days."

"Well I’ve been busy." Jean Paul tells him.  "So I gathered. Everyone seems
preoccupied with something lately. I asked Holly what was on her mind and
she wouldn’t tell me."  "Yes I was just in Holly’s bedroom and I was just
asking her a question and perhaps I could ask you the same question."  "What
is it?"  "Well I lost something. It’s something I was wondering if you might
have seen? It’s an Egyptian ornament."  "An ornament?" Philip asks as he
looks away from Jean Paul.   "Yes it’s shaped like a cross but oval at the
top. Have you seen it?" "No. No I haven’t seen anything like that."   "Oh.
Will you promise me that you’ll look for it or let me know if you find it?"
Jean Paul asks as he stands straight.  "Yes I will. I promise." Philip says
as he looks away from Jean Paul.  "Fine. Thank you." Jean Paul turns to
leave.  Philip glances at him. "Well you’re not going so soon are you?"
Philip stands. "Why don’t you stay and we will talk for a while."  "I’d like
to but I’m afraid I must do other things. I’ll see you later." Jean Paul
says as he opens the door.  . "All right." Philip says. After Jean Paul
leaves Philip turns and sits back at the table.



Cort stands in the foyer glances around as he takes the key from his pocket.
He walks to the side of the staircase and touches the panel. "I come as a
friend.” The panel swings back and the brick wall is behind it. Philip’s
face appears on it. "It can’t be." Cort says.  . "You cannot pass." Philip
tells him.  "Philip?"  "You cannot pass." Philip fades away then the panel
closes.  Cort stands holding the key as Jean Paul rushes down the staircase.
"Cort what are you doing? What do you have in your hand?"  "Never mind."
Cort tells him.  Jean Paul walks over to him. "Let me see it."  Cort holds
his hand out.  "The Egyptian Key!"  "Are you looking for it too?"  "Where
did you get this?" Jean Paul asks.  "Upstairs in the secret room." He says
as he holds his hand out with the key in the palm of his hand.  "When?"  "This
morning. It just appeared there. I don’t know how."  "What were you going to
do with it?"  "I was trying to find Philip your brother." Cort says as he
steps away from Jean Paul.  "Through the secret panel?" Jean Paul asks as he
touches the panel.  "He appeared to me through the wall. He said three
words. You cannot pass."   Jean Paul steps closer to him. "Meaning someone
can?"  "I don’t know! I don’t understand."  "There are many things we don’t
understand. But one thing is becoming very clear; somehow this key will lead
us to my brother." They both look at the key.



Laslo goes to Irene’s cottage. After entering he talks to Irene. "Little
liar." Laslo says as he hits his fist against his other hand.  "Did you
expect him to tell the truth?" Irene asks.  "I promised I would share the
power of the key with him." Laslo says as he paces in front of Irene.  . "Be
honest Laslo you were forced to do that."  "Why did he come here?" Laslo
asks as he walks towards her.  "He wanted to know how to use the key."
"And?"  Irene looks away. "I performed the ritual. I had a vision, a vision
of a wall that moved. Cort seemed to know what that meant."  "Wall that
moved? What could it mean?" Laslo asks.  . "You know as much as I do."  "Why
did you help him?" Laslo asks.  "I wish I hadn’t now. But I was curious. I
wanted to know more about the key."  "You must summon Cort. Force him to
come here now."  Irene looks at Laslo. "No Laslo."   "Why not?"  "I don’t
want to perform the ritual again."  "You don’t want to help me?"  "It isn’t
that. I do want to help you. It’s just…" Irene turns and walks to the
fireplace.  "What!"

She glances back at him. "I’m afraid. For some reason I’m afraid."  "What
are you afraid of?" Laslo asks as he steps closer to her.  "I don’t know.
That’s the strange part of it."  "You’re being ridiculous."  "Perhaps I am."
Irene says to him.  "Summon him Irene! That should be easy for you."  "All
right." Irene steps to her alter and lights the candles. She stares ahead.
"Cort. Cort come to me. I command you to come to me! Cort. Cort!" Thunder
crashes as the candles blow out. Irene glances down. "Laslo! I know!"  "Know
what?"  "I know why I was frightened. My powers, the powers that were given
to me. They are gone."

"How could that be possible?"  She glances up at him. "I touched the key. I
touched the key!" she shouts. Laslo stares at her.



Cort enters the Drawing Room. Jean Paul walks up to him. "Let me see the
key."

Cort hands it to Jean Paul. As he is looking it over the windows blow open.
Jean Paul sets the key on the table and walks over to fasten the window.  Cort
watches as the key disappears. "The key it’s gone."



In Philip’s room the carousel begins to turn as music sounds in the room.
Philip is sitting at the table; he stands and walks over to it. Looking down
he sees the Egyptian Key. Philip reaches out his hand and picks it up.



Summary by Debby Graham & Slideshow by Ron Janick


--
Ron and The Boston Babes:
Bella & Daisy

"God is great, beer is good,
and people are crazy."
...Billy Currington


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*Strange Paradise: Episode 129*

*Episode 129a:  Slideshow: http://tinyurl.com/2nl5wl*

*Episode 129b:  Slideshow: http://tinyurl.com/357kgl*

Emily: "Afternoon at Desmond Hall, the people within the mansion go about
their daily lives. A relic from the Egypt of long ago brought here from a
secret door from a room between this and the next seeks the person pure in
heart who will serve its foreordained purpose. Moving mysteriously from
person to person as if guided by an invisible hand. The key creates
confusion and apprehension to those who learn of it and hold it briefly in
their possession."



When Philip picks up the key the carousel becomes silent. "Shaped like a
cross but oval at the top." Philip says as he looks at it. "That’s it. It’s
the key Jean Paul lost. But why did it come to me?" He closes his hand over
the key and walks out of his room.  In the hallway Raxl comes out of Jean
Paul’s room. "Where are you going?" She asks Philip.  "To find Jean
Paul."  "He’s
resting."  "Well I have to return something to him that he lost."  "What is
it?"  "This." He shows Raxl the key.  Looking at it Raxl backs away from
him.  Philip walks towards her. "What’s the matter?"  "Do not give that key
to my Master!"  "But I promised him I would."

"You must not. Quick go to your room before someone sees you with it. I beg
of you." She says as she touches his hand then turns and rushes to Philip’s
room.

Philip follows her then enters his room as Raxl follows closing the door
behind her. "I don’t understand." Philip says to Raxl.   "It is necessary
only that you obey."   "Well Jean Paul insisted that I give him the key if I
find it." Philip says as he turns away from Raxl. Raxl walks up to him.  "I
will explain it to him."  "He told me he lost it."  "He did not tell the
truth." Raxl says as she looks at Philip. "That key has never been in the
possession of my Master. And it must never be." Raxl says as she looks away.
"I can’t refuse to give it to him if he needs it."  Raxl looks at Philip.
"That key brings evil to all who touch it."  Philip smiles as he walks
across the room. "Well I’ve touched it."  "Yes but you have the protection
of your totem. My Master has no guard against such evil."  "Well perhaps the
key will be his protection."   "It protects only the pure in heart,"  "And
cousin Jean Paul is not pure in heart?"  "I did not say that." Raxl says as
she looks at Philip.  "There is a curse on the Desmond family isn’t there
Raxl?"  "I do not know." Raxl says as she turns away. "I only know the key
is dangerous for my Master." Raxl says as she walks to the door.  "How did
it come to Desmond Hall?"  Raxl turns and looks back at him. "Quito brought
it back from his journey."  "Quito, he’s dead."   Raxl steps towards him.
"The key brings death. It brought death to Quito. It brought death to your
cousin Philip. It is a messenger from another world. A world which human
beings would do well to let alone." Raxl says as she looks away from Philip.
"Well then you give it to him for me." He holds the key out to Raxl.  "If I
touch it I will die."  "I’ve touched it and I still live."  "Do not compare
yourself with me. You are young in the ways of the world. And you are much
younger in the ways of the spirit world."  Philip looks at her. "Then what
am I to do with it?" He asks as he walks towards Raxl.  "It must be taken
from Desmond Hall and never returned!"  "No I must give it to Jean Paul."
Philip says as he holds it up to Raxl

. "Do as I say. Destroy the key! Before it destroys you." Raxl tells him
then walks out of the room.  Philip walks around the room and sets the key
next to the carousel.



Cort is in the Drawing Room. "Give it back! Give it back to me! It’s mine!"
he shouts.  Emily is walking into the Drawing room when she hears Cort
shouting. She closes the doors behind her as she enters the Drawing Room
"What is going on here? Jean Paul just rushed past me and slammed himself
into his room and now here you are shouting into empty space."   "Oh it’s
gone just like that!" He says angrily as he snaps his fingers and swings his
arm.   "What has gone?" Emily asks as she walks behind him.  "The key has
disappeared." Cort says as he turns towards her.  "I know." Emily says as
she looks away.  "How do you know?" Cort asks.  "It disappeared earlier
today. I put it down on the table right there." She says as she points at
the table.  "From the same table." Cort says.

"Then we looked here." She points at the fireplace. "Then we looked back
again and it was gone. We didn’t know how or where it went."  Cort looks
away. "It came to me."  "Did you show it to anyone?"   "To Mrs. Hatter and
Jean Paul."

"Then it hasn’t gone to either of them." she says in relief.  Cort looks at
her. "Why not?"  "Because it only appears to someone who has not seen it
before. It’s searching for the pure in heart."   "Well it appeared to me and
it’s appeared to Laslo. So I don’t agree with your explanation."  "It can
appear to anyone. But it doesn’t stay. It can’t stay."  "I’ll find it. It’s
here somewhere! If it appeared to me it’s going to appear to someone else
and when it does I’m going to get it back again!" Cort shouts and storms out
of the room.



Walking to the foyer he sees Holly sitting on the stairs of the staircase.
He walks around the staircase and looks up at her. "Holly tell me
something."  "What?"  "Are you pure in heart?"  "Don’t tease me." Holly says
angrily.  "I’m serious I assure you."  "That’s a silly question!"  "It is
not! You see I’m trying to find those that are pure in heart among us."
"Why?"  "Because they can lead me in the way I want to live my life."   Holly
looks away. "No one gets what they want from life."

"Are you pure in heart?"  "I don’t know! Leave me alone!" Holly cries out as
she stands then runs off to the Drawing Room.  Cort turns and rushes up the
staircase."



Running to the couch Holly lays her head on her arm turning her face into
the couch.  Emily rushes over to her. "Holly? What is it?"  Holly raises her
head. "Why doesn’t life live up to its promises? Why does every happiness
turn to sorrow and death?"  "Don’t be despondent dear. We must be patient
with life. Everyone here felt the way you do." Emily says as she kneels next
to Holly. "But the sorrow passes, wait and see."  Holly sits up. "I won’t
wait any longer." She stands and steps forward. "Ever since I came from
Maljardin my life has just been miserable. Except for Philip. He brings me
happiness."  Emily stands. "Philip is dead Holly. You must forget him." She
says as she walks up behind Holly.  Holly looks back at her. "He spoke to
me. Can the dead speak to us?"

"I don’t believe they can."  Holly turns away. "Philip speaks to me. He
waits for me somewhere. He calls me to save him. But I don’t know where to
find him. But I will find him and I will save him no matter what price I
must pay."



Philip picks up the key and holds his totem with his other hand. He calls
out. "Orendo, Orendo guardian spirit shield me from the evil Uthco bring me
good fortune." He raises the totem and key placing the key on top of the
totem and touches his forehead with them as he closes his eyes. "Guardian
spirit Orendo."

There is a knock at his door. He opens his eyes and sets the totem and key
on the dresser. He walks over to his chair and sits down. "Yes."  "It is
Raxl."  "Come in." he says as he picks up the pen from the table.  Raxl
enters closing the door behind her. "Have you destroyed the key as I
instructed?"  "I do not take my instructions from you." he says as he looks
away from her.   Raxl walks up to him. "Do not defy me."  "I can not break
my promise to Jean Paul."  "Your cousin does not know what he is
asking."  Philip
stands. "I think he did and I will go to him." He walks over to the dresser
where he has laid the totem and key. He picks up the key.  "I have made
certain you will not see Jean Paul Desmond until that key is out of your
possession."   Philip turns to Raxl. "If it comes to me without my asking
for it why do you think it won’t appear to him?"  Raxl looks away. "If it
had been meant for him it would be with him now. He has already seen it once
and it disappeared from his sight."  Philip stares away angrily.



Holly looks at Emily. "Emily will you help me?"  "I’ll do anything I can."
Emily says as she steps closer to Holly.  . "Oh thank you."  Emily walks
across the room to the table and starts looking through her notes. Holly
follows her and looks down. "There it is."  Emily glances up at Holly.
"What?"  "The River caves of Desmondton. I’ve been looking for it."  Emily
picks up the book. "I’m sorry I’ve been using it in my work." She hands the
book to Holly.  Holly starts looking through it. Stopping she stares at a
page.  . "What is it?" Emily asks.  "Look." They look at the page with a
picture of the key. Underneath are the words. The Key Is Me! Find It Holly!
Holly looks up at Emily. "How can I find it? Quito went to find it. I know
because he saw the picture with me then he disappeared."



Raxl enters the room. She walks up to Holly and Emily, "It led to Philip."
Holly says as she closes the book then turns to walk out of the room.  "Quito
gave his life Miss Holly." Raxl says.  "Quito gave his life to bring the key
to me."  "And you will give your life if you take that key."  "I would
rather give my life to be with Philip then live it here without him."   Raxl
looks away. "Then you would give Jean Paul’s life too?"  "What do you mean?"
Raxl turns back towards Holly. "You would bring destruction to him. It is
not enough that Quito died for you. Must you take my Master too?"  "I will
not let you keep me from Philip!" Holly cries out then rushes from the room.
Raxl shakes her head and walks through the Drawing Room. She stands next to
Emily. "That key must be destroyed before she uses it."  "It’s
indestructible."  "Then it must be buried or thrown in the river!"  "No it
cannot be kept from the next person who uses it."  Raxl turns and looks at
Emily. "In your books Miss Blair there must be some such formula for ridding
us of the key."  "I’ve never seen anything of the sort."  "But it has been
missing for centuries."  Emily walks away from Raxl. "No it was not missing.
It was waiting."

"Waiting for what?"  "The person it seeks here." Emily tells her.  Raxl
walks over to the couch and sits down. "It lured Philip Desmond to his
death."  Turning Emily joins Raxl on the couch. "How do you know that?"  "That
I know is sufficient. I know it is luring my Master. It pursues the
Desmonds."  "We don’t know if it seeks a Desmond as someone else."  Raxl
turns and looks at Emily. "I cannot wait. Miss Blair search your books, find
the formula. Help me save the life of Jean Paul Desmond."  Emily shakes her
head. "No formula known to man can divert the key from the person it seeks."
   Raxl stands. "Then you will not help me to save my Master."   Emily also
stands touching Raxl’s hand. "I will try. But don’t hope for much. The key
is older than we are, older than our knowledge and we must not intercept its
journey."



Philip walks into the Drawing Room. "Where’s Jean Paul? I have to talk to
him."

Emily and Raxl turn to look at him. "He’s in his room." Raxl tells him.  "I
knocked on his door and no one answered. The door is locked."  "He is safe
from you."

Philip smiles. "You are keeping him from his destiny."  Raxl walks towards
him. "His destiny is in my hands as it has always been. And he will not see
you until you do as I suggested." She turns and leaves the room.  Philip
watches Raxl leave with his arms crossed. Then turns and looks at Emily as
she walks to the fireplace.  Emily turns and looks at him. "So it’s you who
has the key."  "Raxl tell you?"  Emily shakes her head. "No I guessed." She
holds her hand out. "Would you give it to me?"   "I don’t have it with me."
"Then where is it?"  "Oh it’s well protected."  "You’re not going to use
it."  "I can’t use it if I don’t know what to do with it now can I?"  "But
it’s not meant for you."   Philip walks away from Emily. "Jean Paul wants
it. He asked me to give it to him."   "It’s not for Jean Paul either." Emily
says as she looks at him.  He has his back towards her. Philip turns around.
"Well why don’t we let him decide that!" Philip says angrily as he walks
towards Emily.  "The key does harm to those that misuse it."  Philip smiles.
"I’m not using it." He says as he looks away from her. "I’m keeping it for
Jean Paul."

Emily walks up behind him. "If it’s meant for Jean Paul it will reach him
without your help."  "I intend to give it to him."  "Do not be the
instrument of evil."   Philip looks at her. "So it is evil as Raxl says."  "No
the key is nothing more or less than what it is used for. It can be used for
good or it can be used for evil." Emily says as she walks away from Philip.
Philip walks up behind her. "Raxl asked me to destroy it."  "Then take care
that you do not destroy good rather than evil."

"I have means of finding out what is good and what is bad." Philip says then
turns and walks out of the Drawing Room.  He starts walking up the staircase
when Cort stops him. "Cousin Philip?"  Philip turns and looks at him.  "I
want to talk to you." "Later. I have other things to do." He turns and
starts up the stairs.  Cort steps forward. "Things involving a key?"  Philip
smiles and turns back towards Cort. "Now why do you say that?"  "Beware of
it cousin. It has its own will." Philip nods and walks up the rest of the
stairs.



Cort turns away from the staircase and into the Drawing Room. "Philip has
the key hasn’t he?"  "The key is not for you." Emily says to him as she sits
at her desk.  "It protects whoever has it. Now why can’t it be mine?" Cort
says as he walks to the bookcase. Angrily he pushes books off the bookcase
onto the floor.

Emily jumps up. "What are you looking for?" she cries out.  "I’m looking for
the River Caves of Desmondton!" Cort says angrily as he pulls more and more
books shoving them to the floor.  "Well it won’t help you!" she cries out as
she starts picking up books.   "It will help me to use the key!"  "No it
will not! But it will tell you men have been murdered for the key!" Emily
shouts at him.  Cort turns towards her. "Where is the book?"  Emily walks
away from him. "I haven’t the slightest idea." she says with her back turned
towards him.  Cort walks up to her. "If men can die for the key it also
means that men can murder for it too." He turns and leaves the room angrily.




Philip holds the key in one hand and the totem in the other. "Orendo, Orendo
guardian spirit speak to me. Give me a sign." He touches the key to the
totem. "Is this key an evil Uthco?" He raises the key and totem and touches
his forehead with it as he closes his eyes. "Is this key to be destroyed?
Answer me guardian spirit. Speak to me Orendo."  Philip’s carousel begins to
turn and the music begins to play. Philip lowers his hands and looks at the
carousel. "Speak to me."

"Cousin Philip do not destroy the key." Jean Paul’s brother tells him.   Philip
raises his head.  "Do not destroy the key."  "You do not speak for Orendo."
"I speak for me. Do not destroy the key. It saves me from pain and agony
forever. Set me free."   "Tell me how."  "Keep the key until you hear my
sound again."

"But it will disappear from me as it has from others."  "It disappears only
when more than one looks at it."   "But who do I give it to?"  "Keep the
key. Keep the key." Philip’s voice fades away.



Holly looks at the book in her room as she sits on her bed. The River Caves
of Desmondton. "I will find you. I will set Philip free. I will free us
both." She closes the book and puts it under her pillow as the door
opens.  Cort
stands in the doorway.  "What do you want?" Holly asks him.  "Only to cheer
you up."  Holly looks away. "I prefer to be alone."  "But you’re always
alone. That’s why you’re unhappy. Misery feeds on loneliness."  Holly looks
at him. "Cort why don’t you knock before you enter my room."  "Would you
like me to go out and start all over again? You take things to
seriously."  Holly
stands and steps away from Cort. "If you’ve come to mock me you might as
well leave right now." She says as she hugs her arms against herself.  "I
came to neither mock nor praise dear Holly. I came to borrow something from
you." He says as he walks closer to her.  "What?" Holly asks with her back
towards him.  "A book."   Holly turns and looks at him. "What book?"  "The
River Caves of Desmondton."  Holly turns away. "I don’t have it."  "What
were you reading when I came in?"  "Something personal."

Cort walks to the bed and pulls the pillow away and picks up the book. "Here
it is. You lied to me didn’t you?"  "Well maybe I didn’t know it was there."
"Oh I suppose it just appeared from nowhere like the key."  Holly looks at
Cort. "You’ve got the key?"  "No. No I had it but no more." he says as he
walks away from Holly.  "Then where is it then?"  He turns and looks at her.
"Where ever it is it won’t be there for long." He opens the book. "There’s a
picture of the key in this book isn’t there?" He starts flipping pages.  "I
don’t remember." Holly says to him.

"Here it is." Cort glances down. The page is blank. "You took it! Give it to
me!"

"It was there just a minute ago!" Holly says to him.  Cort looks at the page
in horror. A skull dripping with blood from its eyes has appeared on the
page. Under it is the words. THE KEY IS FREE IT WILL KILL THEE. Cort slams
the book shut and tosses it on Holly’s bed. "Keep the Book! Keep the key I
didn’t want it anyway!" He turns and rushes from the room.  Holly watched
him leave and turns and sits on the bed. She opens the book; the key is back
on the page. And under the key are the words. THE KEY WILL FREE BOTH THEE
AND ME. "The key well free both thee and me?" she reads out loud. Music from
the carousel sound in the room. Holly stands and follows the music from the
room into the hallway.



Philips stands next to the moving carousel holding the key. He turns and
walks across the room holding the key. Philip’s voice comes to him.  "Keep
the key." Keep the key."  The door opens and Holly enters. "Did you call
me?" Holly asked?  Philip turns "No."  Holly walks up to Philip. “Someone
called me. Something led me to your room. "  Philip holds the key out to
Holly." Is this what you were looking for?’  Holly takes the key and touches
it to her lips then smiles at him.



Summary by Debby Graham & Slideshow by Ron Janick


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Ron and The Boston Babes:
Bella & Daisy

"God is great, beer is good,
and people are crazy."
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*Strange Paradise: Episode 130*

*Episode 130a:  Slideshow: http://tinyurl.com/3cfh2n*

*Episode 130b:  Slideshow: http://tinyurl.com/33ocl9*

Raxl: "Late afternoon at Desmond Hall and as lengthening shadows of
afternoon heralds the night the Great House is shrouded in mystery. For an
Egyptian relic has been found. It has moved mysteriously person to person as
if guided by an invisible hand. On this day a frightened girl will come to
possess it. And because of it she will be propelled on a dangerous journey
into the unknown."



Holly carries the key to her bedroom and holds it up. "This will take me to
you. But you must show me where to find you." Holly walks through her room.
"Philip?" There is a knock at her door. Holly hides the key in a drawer.
"Come in."  Raxl enters carrying a tray. "I thought you were sleeping."
"No."  Carrying the tray to the dressing table she sets it down. "I brought
you a tray."  "Why?"  "Well you didn't eat with the others. You haven't
eaten all day." She says as she uncovers dishes.  "I haven't been hungry."
Holly says as she walks away from Raxl.  "Jean Paul is worried about you."  "He
doesn't have to be worried about me I'm all right." Holly says as she turns
and looks at Raxl.  "You should eat your meals with the others."  "I will
from now on. Thank you for bringing me up the tray."

"Miss Holly I have something I must tell you." Raxl walks towards Holly.
"You won't want to hear it but I must tell you."  "What is it?" Holly asks
as she turns away from Raxl.  "The Philip Desmond you believe you see, the
man who was Jean Paul's brother is dead."  Holly turns back and looks at
Raxl. "I don't believe it."  "Oh you must believe it. You must accept it for
your own sake."  "How do you know he's dead?"   "I have seen the thing he
has been searching for all his life. I have seen the Egyptian Key."  Holly
walks away from Raxl. "Where did you see it?"  "That does not matter. I have
seen it. I know that it exists."  Holly turns towards Raxl. "How does this
prove that Philip is dead?"  "The key would not be in this house if Philip
had not brought it here, He tried to use it. He passes through the Door of
Promise. The door closed behind him and he could not return."  Holly turns
away from Raxl. "He isn't dead! I don't believe that!" Holly says as she
stands next to the bed.  "Only the pure in heart can pass through the door
and return again."  Holly glances at Raxl. "And Philip Desmond isn't pure in
heart?"  "He's not an evil man but he was ambitious, ambitious for wealth
and power. He used the key for the wrong reasons.  Holly sits on her bed as
Raxl walks up to her. "He passed into another world and he's never going to
return. No one can free him. It's not possible."  Holly sits on the bed
staring straight ahead. Raxl puts her arm around Holly's shoulders. "You
must listen to me."

Holly stands and covers her ears with he hands. "I have listened to you!
Leave me alone please!"  "Yes Miss Holly." Raxl says as she turns and walks
to the door. She glances back at Holly and then leaves the room.  Holly
walks to the dressing table and takes out the key. "Philip you must take me
to you. You must show me where to go."



Jean Paul passes a glass of wine to Cort. "There Cort this will help to calm
your nerves."  Cort slaps the glass from Jean Paul's hand. "The key! Where
is it?" Cort shouts angrily.  "I have no idea!" Jean Paul shouts back at
him.  Cort walks across the Drawing Room. "Laslo had it and passed it on to
me. Now it's been passed on to someone else. Who has it?" He asks holding
the fireplace mantel with his hand.  Jean Paul walks towards Cort
angrily.  "Master!"
Raxl calls out.

Jean Paul stops and turns towards her. "Have you taken the tray up to
Holly?"

"Yes."  "How is she?"  Raxl shakes her head. "I'm very worried about her.
She thinks only of your brother. She refuses to believe that he will not
return. She seems to be terribly obsessed by him."  "Perhaps I should send
her away."

Cort turns and walks towards Jean Paul. "Send her away?"  "Yes, she's
terribly unhappy and she's been depressed for a long time and it's getting
worse and worse." Jean Paul says as he walks towards Cort. "I don't want to
do it but it will only get worse unless I do something."  "Maybe she doesn't
want to go."  "Well I'm responsible for her and I can order her but that
would be a last resort."  "Oh speak to her Master. Perhaps she will listen
to you."  Jean Paul nods. "Yes you're right I will. I haven't talked to
Holly in a long time." Jean Paul says then walks out of the Drawing Room.  Cort
tries rushing after him but Raxl blocks his path.



Holly hears someone at the door and hides the key.  Jean Paul knocks then
walks in. "Holly." He says greets her with a smile as he closes the door
behind him.  "Hello Jean Paul."  "Well we missed you at lunch." He says as
he walks towards her.  Holly turns and sits down at the dressing table. "I
wasn't very hungry."  Jean Paul sits next to her. "I see that Raxl sent you
a tray but you haven't touched it."  Holly looks up at him with a smile. "I
will."  "How are you feeling?"  "I'm fine." Holly says as she touches the
covers on the tray.  "Are you? I must confess I'm worried about you Holly."
Holly stands and walks across the room. "You don't have to worry about me
Jean Paul. I'm fine, really I am."  Jean Paul stands and looks at her.
"Holly I've decided to do something and you may not like it."  Holly looks
at him. "What have you decided to do?"  "I've decided to send you away for a
while."  "Away?"  "Yes to Europe, for a long vacation. Now I haven't spoken
to Irene Hatter yet but I'm sure she would be delighted to go along with
you."  "Jean Paul why do you want me to go away?"  "Well it's just that I
feel you should be away from Desmond Hall. I think you need a change of
scene. Holly this house has not been good for you."  "And when do I go?"  "Well
in a few days. I can make the arrangements."  Holly walks foreword. "All
right Jean Paul.  Jean Paul walks up behind her. "Then you agree to go?"  "Of
course why not?"  "I must confess that I'm surprised. I was expecting you to
be unhappy or upset." He says looking at her.  "How could I be upset with
you?" She says looking up at her with a smile. "You're only doing what's
best for me. I know that."

Jean Paul touches her arm. "Yes I am."  "Besides I've never been to Europe.
I would kind of like to go."  "Well let's make our plans right now." he says
with a smile.  Holly walks to the dressing table. "Could we make them a
little bit later? I'm kind of tired now; I'd like to lie down for a while."
"Oh all right. I'll see you later then." He says as he backs away towards
the door looking at Holly.  Holly turns and looks at him. "Fine."  Jean Paul
turns and walks out of the room. He stands outside the door; he glances back
at it then walks off. Holly takes out the key. "Philip you must take me to
you. You must lead me to you please. We don't have much time." The music
from the carousel leads Holly from her room. She stands in the hallway. "The
music, he wants me to follow the music." Holly walks through the hallway
then down the staircase into the foyer and stops to listen.



Cort walks into the foyer and looks at Holly. "What are you doing?" Holly
turns around. "Cort?"  "Why are you just standing there?" "I'm thinking."  "Did
Jean Paul talk to you?"  "Yes just now."  Cort walks closer to her. "Is he
sending you away?" Holly looks away. "He's sending me to Europe."  "When are
you going?"

"In a few days."  Cort stands next to her. "Do you want to go?" Holly
shrugs. "I don't know. I haven't thought about it that much."  "Well you
better start thinking about it if you are going in a few days." "Maybe I
won't have to go."  "What do you mean?" Cort asks.  "Things could change."
Holly tells him.  "Change? How? What are you talking about?"  Holly looks at
Cort with a smile. "Never mind. Excuse me. I think I'd like to go read for a
while." Holly says as she walks to the Drawing Room.



Philip walks to his dresser as Jean Paul rushes into his room. "Philip?"  "Jean
Paul what is it?"  "Raxl told me that you had found the object I was looking
for. The ancient Egyptian relic."  "As a matter of fact I did. I found it
here in this room." Philip says as he turns away from Jean Paul. "I must say
I'm very curious about it. You're going to have to tell me."  "Well some
other time. Could you please give it to me?"  "I can't. I don't have it
now."  "Where is it?"  "I gave it to Holly.  "To Holly?"  "Well yes she came
in a few moments ago and I gave it to her." Philip says as he walks away
from Jean Paul.  "Why did you give it to Holly?"  "I don't understand that
myself. She didn't even ask me for it. I just looked at her and I knew that
she should have it. I know that doesn't make any sense but..." He turns
around and faces Jean Paul.  Jean Paul turns and starts to rush from the
room.  "Where are you going?"  Jean Paul stops and glances back at Philip.
"To find Holly!" He rushes from the room.  "What's wrong?" Philip says as he
walks towards the doorway. He turns and looks at the carousel.



Jean Paul rushes into Holly's room. He looks around and then rushes out.



Holly leans on the mantel of the fireplace. "Oh Cort please leave me alone."

"What's wrong with you?"  Holly looks at him. "I just don't feel like
talking. I have a headache."  Cort walks up to her. "Do you want me to get
you something?"

Holly looks at him and shakes her head. "No thank you. I just want to be
alone." she says as she walks away from Cort.  "Okay! Okay!" Cort says
angrily and rushes from the room.  Holly walks into the foyer with the key
in her hand. "Philip, Philip tell me what to do now. Show me where to go
from here." The music from the carousel sounds in the room and leads Holly
to the secret panel under the staircase. The panel swings open. Holly looks
at the key then enters the passageway. The panel closes behind her.



Jean Paul walks down the staircase. "Holly! Holly?" He rushes into the
Drawing Room and again calls her name. Cort walks in. "What's all the
shouting about?"

"I must find Holly. Have you seen her?"  "Just a moment ago." Cort says to
him.

"Where was she?"  "In here. I just left her." Cort walks from the Drawing
Room.

"Where could she have gone?" Jean Paul asks.  "I don't know and I don't
care. She was in a rotten mood. She told me to leave her alone." Cort says
as he steps closer to Jean Paul. "Why are you so anxious to see her?"  "She
had the key."

"Holly?" Cort asks.  "Yes and I'm afraid she may learn how to use it."  "But
she doesn't know how does she?"  "The spirit of Philip may guide her. He's
done it before." Jean Paul says as he steps away from Cort. "I've got to
find Holly and get the key from her or she's in great danger." He turns and
rushes from the room. "Wait a minute Jean Paul. I just remembered
something." Cort walks up to Jean Paul who has stopped in the doorway. "A
little while ago when I was coming out of the Drawing Room she was standing
in the foyer. Just standing there with this odd expression on her face. She
was standing near the secret panel."  Jean Paul turns and looks at the
staircase.



In his room Philip picks up his totem. "Orendo. Orendo guardian spirit
advise me. I have given the key to Holly Marshal. Philip lifts the totem to
his forehead and closes his eyes. "Was this an act of evil or an act of
good? Answer me. Answer me."  "It was an act of good." Philip says as he
appears across the room.

Lowering the totem Philip turns. "Philip?"  "Soon we will meet. I always
wanted to meet my namesake."  "How will we meet?" Philip asks as he walks
towards Jean Paul’s brother.  "I'll return as I was before I went into the
land of the unknown."

"You will return?"  "Because of you. You gave Holly the key. She will set me
free."  "When will you return?"  "Soon. Soon, soon, soon." Philip voice
echoes as he fades away.  Philip steps foreword to where Jean Paul's brother
had been standing. He looks back across the room.



Holly follows the passage to a door. The music still plays. "This must be
what Philip wanted me to find. The end of my journey." She looks down at the
key and puts it into the lock. Turning it the door swings open. Holly steps
back from it.

Philip stands in the room beyond the door.  "Philip."  "I knew you would
come." Philip says to her. "I knew I'd find you."  Philip walks to the open
door. "I love you Holly."  "And I love you. More than anything else in the
world." Holly steps foreword. "No don't cross the threshold. Let me come to
you."  "Well come then, quickly." Holly says smiling at him.  Philip steps
forward but is blocked by an invisible wall. "Holly?" He reaches out and
touches the wall.  "What is it?" Holly asks.  "A wall. A wall separates us."
"But Philip there is no wall." "It exists. I can never return to your world
now. I thought I could but I can't."  "But you must return. I can't live
without you."  "Our love was strong enough to bring you here but there is no
way I can pass from this world into yours. I believed it could happen. But I
was wrong."  "Philip we couldn't have come this far for nothing. It isn't
possible."  "Holly you helped me. You set me free."  "But you are not free."

"No not free to cross into your world but there is another door behind me.
Another way to another world. I can leave this plain now because of you.
Holly you must go now."  "No."  "You must."  "Please Philip I can't lose
you." Holly says with tears running down her face.  "We can't be together
now. I must continue my journey. But I can find peace now because of you.
Because of your love."  "I want to come with you."  "No you mustn't pass
through that door! If you do you can never return to your world."  "I don't
want to return to my world. I want to be with you."  "Holly you are young.
You've got your whole life ahead of you. You must go back."  "Philip you are
my life. Without you there is no life."  "Could you remain with me
throughout eternity?"  "Throughout eternity." Holly says to him.  "Last time
Holly go back."  "No. Now that I have found you I will never lose you
again." Holly steps across the threshold and walks into Philip's arms. They
kiss and hold each other as the door closes.



Summary by Debby Graham & Slideshow by Ron Janick


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Hi,guys.  I got someheavy duty class projects to complete, so I'll be taking
thisweek off from posting the summaries and slideshows.  Will start up,
again, next Monday.

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Hey, Strangers!  While doing some random research this evening, I stumbled
across an SP tidbit that I had never encountered before.  It comes from a
February 1986 press release circulated by the Scripps Howard News Service (so it
would have run in a variety of papers).  The piece is titled "Here's What You
Might See Syndicated on TV Next Fall", and was written by Mark Wolf.  The
article details various productions that were being mounted for distribution in
syndication in 1986, and rates their likelihood of actually making it past the
planning stages and on to tv screens.  In his section headed "LONG SHOTS (slim
chance of going into production, but stranger things have happened)"  Mr. Wolf
offers ...

... "STRANGE PARADISE" - An old Gothic horror soap opera comes back with an
Elvira-type hostess inserted into the action ...

I've never heard anyone mention seeing this proposed re-packaging of SP, so I'm
assuming Wolf was right, and the project never got off the ground.  Still, I'll
throw the question out there.  Did anyone ever actually see this?  Elvira was at
the height of her popularity in the mid-1980s, so I'm not surprised that someone
would want to emulate her schtick with a competing series.  But I'm not sure how
I would feel about seeing her sort of intentionally corny jokes peppering
broadcasts of one of my favorite series.  Still, it might have been interesting.
I'd love to hear if anyone knows more about this project.
-Curt

I had never heard of this either, but I do remember reading somewhere years ago
that the owners (at the time Centaur was releasing their VHS SP episodes) were
looking for a screen play writer to bring SP to the big screen.  I wish I could
remember where I saw that.  Does this sound familiar to anyone else?


--- In strangeparadise2@yahoogroups.com, "Curt" <strangeparadiselibrary@...>
wrote:
>
> Hey, Strangers!  While doing some random research this evening, I stumbled
across an SP tidbit that I had never encountered before.  It comes from a
February 1986 press release circulated by the Scripps Howard News Service (so it
would have run in a variety of papers).  The piece is titled "Here's What You
Might See Syndicated on TV Next Fall", and was written by Mark Wolf.  The
article details various productions that were being mounted for distribution in
syndication in 1986, and rates their likelihood of actually making it past the
planning stages and on to tv screens.  In his section headed "LONG SHOTS (slim
chance of going into production, but stranger things have happened)"  Mr. Wolf
offers ...
>
> ... "STRANGE PARADISE" - An old Gothic horror soap opera comes back with an
Elvira-type hostess inserted into the action ...
>
> I've never heard anyone mention seeing this proposed re-packaging of SP, so
I'm assuming Wolf was right, and the project never got off the ground.  Still,
I'll throw the question out there.  Did anyone ever actually see this?  Elvira
was at the height of her popularity in the mid-1980s, so I'm not surprised that
someone would want to emulate her schtick with a competing series.  But I'm not
sure how I would feel about seeing her sort of intentionally corny jokes
peppering broadcasts of one of my favorite series.  Still, it might have been
interesting.  I'd love to hear if anyone knows more about this project.
> -Curt
>

**

* Episode 131:  Slideshow:  http://tinyurl.com/3y7da6*

Laslo: “Evening at Desmond Hall. This day just passing has brought the
Egyptian Key to the one it has been seeking. And it has led Holly to the
peace she has been longing for with her love Philip Desmond in a world
beyond our own. Now the ancient key awaits the next person who will take
it.”



Raxl walks down the staircase and walks towards the Drawing Room doors when
she hears a pounding noise coming from the other side of the foyer. “Master
what are you doing?” She asks as she rushes over to Jean Paul. “I’m trying
to rescue Holly.” He says as he pounds on the panel with a hammer and wedges
a chisel into the cracks.  “No master, no.” She pulls the hammer and chisel
from his hands.  “Her life was in my care.”  “It was, but it is no more. She
chose to go to the region below.”  Jean Paul turns away. “I’ve got to find
her. I’ve got to bring her back.”  “You cannot. You do not know how.”  “Then
I will find a way!”  “She is beyond your help Master accept it!”  “She went
through this panel.” He says pointing at it. “Are you certain?”  “Yes and so
did Quito.” Jean Paul tells her.

“That may be but no human being has ever returned from the region below.”

“Quito returned.” He says to her.  “Quito died to do it.”  Jean Paul glances
away. “And I would rather die than to live with the memory and the knowledge
that I did not try to rescue her.”  “No one can help her now.”  “We shall
see!” Jean Paul tries to take the hammer and chisel from Raxl.  “No Master
do not follow Miss Holly.”  Jean Paul jerks the tools from Raxl’s hands.
“Now leave me Raxl. I command you to leave!” He shouts.  Raxl rushes past
him.’’ Jean Paul works to force the panel open when Laslo walks from the
Drawing Room. “Jean Paul, Ada and I would like to speak to you for a
minute.”  “Later I don’t have time.” Jean Paul says as he glances at Laslo
then back to the panel.  Laslo walks towards him. “Are you still trying to
find something behind that wall?”  Jean Paul looks up at him. “Yes.”  “There’s
nothing there I can assure you. I checked several times.”

Jean Paul turns away shaking his hands. “All right.” He walks into the
Drawing Room.   Laslo follows behind him. “Ada has some questions she would
like to ask you.” Laslo says as he walks behind the couch standing behind
Ada.  “It’s not me really its Laslo.” Ada says to Jean Paul.  “He’s your
cousin not mine. Oh very well.” Laslo looks at his wife. “If Ada won’t I
will.” He walks over to Jean Paul. “Everyone in town talks about what takes
place at Desmond Hall.”  “I couldn’t care less what they are saying.”  “You
don’t have to. I go down into town every day. I see the secret whispers and
the glances as I pass. I don’t like my name bandied about in that fashion.”
Laslo says as he turns away from Jean Paul.

It’s not your name it’s mine.” Jean Paul tells him.  “Oh listen to him Jean
Paul please for my sake.” Ada says to Jean Paul.  “All right. What are they
talking about the gossips of Desmondton?” Jean Paul asks as he walks towards
Laslo.

“They speak about the girls who mysteriously arrive and then vanish without
a trace. Even the workmen at the family mill talk about it amongst
themselves. Sly winks and secret speculations.”  “And what do you tell
them?”  “What can I say? I’m as much in the dark as they are.”  “You can
tell them to mind their own business!” Jean Paul says angrily.  “They will
make it their own business if you’re not careful.”  “Take care what you
accuse me of Laslo.”  “I do not accuse you of anything. I’m merely trying to
find the reason for these sudden arrivals and departures in this house.”  “It
is none of their business and it is none of your either!”  Ada stands and
walks over to the two men. “He’s only trying to protect you and Cort and
me.”  Jean Paul sighs and places his hands behind his back “What is it
precisely that you want to know?”  “Where is Holly? She was here one moment
then she was gone.”  “I don’t know what has happened to her.” Jean Paul says
to Laslo.  “I don’t believe you.”  “Well Cort said she was standing in the
foyer then she vanished.”  “Then Cort is the one you should ask not me! I
have no idea where she is.” Jean Paul says then turns away.  “Well Cort
locked himself in his room. He’s very frightened.”  “As you know Cort isn’t
easily frightened.” Laslo says.  Jean Paul looks at Laslo. “I can tell you
nothing.” “You refuse to tell me.” “I cannot tell you what I don’t know!”
Jean Paul shouts and walks from the Drawing room. Laslo follows him. Jean
Paul walks into the foyer, turns and looks at Laslo then rushes up the
staircase. Opening the dresser drawer Philip takes out the totem. As he
raises it there is a knock on the door. He places it back in the drawer.
“Yes?”  The door opens and Raxl enters. “I’ve come to beg your help.” She
walks over to him.  “My help? I suppose I should be grateful that you
haven’t come again to tell me to go back to my own people.”

“It is not for myself that I ask but for my Master.” “Well of course I’ll do
anything I can.” “Only you can help him. He won’t listen to me.” “Help him
from what?” “He’s determined to rescue Miss Holly from the beyond.”  “Well
she can return without his help.” Philip says with a smile.  “No she has
gone to join your cousin Philip Desmond.”  “Yes I know.” “But he is dead.”
“No. He’s not dead.” Philip says. “Oh you must believe me. I have knowledge
that the others do not know. Philip Desmond is dead and he has lured that
girl to him.”  “You’re wrong. My cousin appeared to me.” “It was his ghost
not him!”  “He appeared in this very room and promised me he would return!”
Philip says angrily.  “No person can return from the room unlocked by the
Egyptian Key.” Philip looks away. “Holly will set him free.”  “Your
unfortunate cousin has yet to know the door opens only inward. It does not
lead back to us. But yet to another place.”  Philip walks across the room.
“My Grandfather used to speak of a legend. A land beneath our fields and
forests that holds the peace that we all seek.”  “It is peace of death. Oh
you must save my Master from entering that dismal area.”  Philip looks back
at her. The pure of heart has nothing to fear there.”  “Your cousin is not
pure in heart!” Raxl shouts at Philip. She turns and rushes from the
room.  Philip
steps forward. “Not pure of heart?” He walks to the dresser and takes the
totem from the drawer. “Orendo, guardian spirit.” He raises the totem to his
head and closes his eyes. “Heed me well. What is the curse that haunts my
clan? What should I do? Can I protect my cousin from the evil of Uthco?
Speak to me Orendo, I await.” Philip lowers the totem. “Help me, I await
your sign.” He bows his head.



Emily is coming down the staircase and sees Laslo checking over the panel on
the side of the staircase. Laslo walks to the bottom of the stairs and waits
for Emily. “Oh my dear girl, it seems you work all the time day and night.”
“Well there is a lot of work to catch up with.”  “And I think that pretty
little head of yours contains the answers to all the questions that baffle
us.”  “Oh don’t overestimate the contents of my head.”  “Of course not. What
is not in your head is in the books.”  “Oh books can tell us a great many
things but not everything we want to know.” Emily says as she turns and
walks into the Drawing Room.  She stands at the bookcase as Philip walks
into the Drawing Room carrying an open book. His head is lowered as he reads
it. He closes the door not noticing Emily.  Emily steps up to him. “The
River Caves of Desmondton. Where did you get it?” She asks touching the
book.  “Well under Holly’s bed.”  “What were you doing in Holly’s room?”
Emily asks as she takes the book from Philip.   “Well I thought she might
have left a clue behind as to her disappearance. Something that would help
me save Jean Paul.”  “Jean Paul?” Emily asks looking at Philip.  “Yes Raxl
says he intends to follow Holly.”  Emily looks away.



Jean Paul has the hammer wedged into the panel. It still will not budge. The
music from Philip’s carousel sounds in the foyer. Jean Paul steps away from
the secret panel. The panel swings open, Jean Paul turns and looks at it.



Emily glances up.  “What is it?” Philip asks.  “I thought I heard
something.”

Philip glances around the Drawing Room.



Jean Paul is no longer in the foyer as the panel closes.



Emily glances at the closed doors of the Drawing Room. “I thought I heard
something.”  Philip opens the door and looks back at Emily. “It was only the
wind through the trees outside. Walking back to Emily he takes the book from
her and sets it down on the desk and looks at it.  Emily walks up behind
him. “What are you looking for?”  “Raxl told me that only the pure in heart
could pass through that door into the beyond.”  Emily nods. “That’s right.”
“Isn’t it possible that those whose hearts have been tormented through no
fault of their own could be purified by passing through that door?”  “It’s
possible.” Emily says as she pulls the book towards herself.  “My
Grandfather was a very wise old man he knew of many legends.” Philip tells
her as he crosses his arms. “Now he told me that...”  Emily gasps.  “What is
it?”  “Why it’s gone.” Emily looks at the book. The picture of the key is no
longer on the page in the book. But there are words on the page. THE KEY IS
ME WE BOTH ARE FREE.



Jean Paul walks through the passageway until he comes to a door. And leans
on it tiredly, He turns and notices the Egyptian Key and reaches his hand
out to it.



Emily reads the words. “The key is me. We both are free.” She looks up at
Philip. “She can never come back now. She has joined her fate with
his.”  “She’s
where she wants to be.” Philip says as he looks away from Emily.  Laslo
enters the Drawing Room and walks up to them. “Have you seen Jean Paul? He’s
not upstairs.”  “I’ll get him.” Philip says as he walks from the room.  Emily
closes the book.  Laslo follows Philip from the Drawing Room closing the
doors behind him. “Raxl?  Raxl!”  Raxl enters the foyer. “You called
me?”  “Where’s
Jean Paul?”

“Why do you ask?”  “Never mind evading my question where is he? Well never
mind Philip is looking for him. I want to talk to you.” Laslo says as he
turns and faces Raxl.  “Yes.”  Laslo walks around Raxl. “You have brought
evil to Desmond Hall”  “If there is evil here, it was here before we
arrived.”  “Ever since you arrived from Maljardin one by one you have
disappeared or died.”  “What are you saying?”  “Count them yourself. First
Quito then Miss Holly now Jean Paul.”

“He is here. He has not disappeared.” Raxl says to Laslo.  “I think he is
just like the others.” Laslo steps foreword. “And each one was last seen in
this foyer.” Raxl turns and starts to walk away. Laslo looks at her. “I’m
not finished.”  “I must find my Master!”  “Begin this search with this
panel.” Laslo says as he walks to the staircase and points at the panel.  Raxl
rushes to it and tries to open it with her fingers. “But it is tightly
shut.” She glances up at Laslo.  “It is? Quito came out of that panel when
he died. I saw him. Cort said he saw Miss Holly standing here just before
she disappeared. And tonight Jean Paul was here on his knees with a hammer
and chisel.”  “Oh it cannot be.” Raxl says to him.  “Find him then. Go below
the caves and you may find him there.” Laslo says as he turns and walks up
the staircase.



Jean Paul tries turning the key. When it doesn’t turn he pounds on the door
with his fists. Philip’s carousel music is heard through the tunnel. He
turns and looks around. “Philip?” He turns back to the door. “Philip!” he
shouts.  “Jean Paul.” Philip calls to him.



Emily sits at the desk looking through a book and using her notes. She picks
the book up. It has the picture of the three hanging women. Looking at the
picture Emily looks away from the picture.  Philip walks into the Drawing
Room, he walks up to Emily. “Jean Paul is gone. We must hurry.” He notices
the book in Emily’s hands. “What is that?” He asks staring at the picture;
He takes the book out of Emily’s hands.  “A photograph. We found it one
evening weeks ago when the four of us were sitting here talking. Helena,
Holly, Agatha and now I’m the only one left.” Emily says turning away from
Philip. “Agatha was found dead in the river. And Helena is gone. And Holly
has disappeared forever.” Emily says as she walks through the Drawing Room.
“Does that mean I’m next?” She turns and rushes from the room.  Raxl walks
through the foyer as Emily rushes past her. She walks into the Drawing Room
closing the door behind her. “You did not keep your promise. My Master has
gone to the caves.” Raxl says as she walks up to Philip.  “He can’t have.”
Philip says.  “He’s followed the evil spirit.”  “He’s gone to save Holly.
That can’t be evil.”  “You refuse to understand. The Desmonds are destined
for unhappy endings. One by one they seek that which will destroy them.
Philip Desmond and now my Master has gone to join them.”  “But Philip said
he would return and when he does he will bring the others.”  “Philip Desmond
had no way of knowing his fate. Go you will be guarded by your guardian
spirit Orendo. Go find them. Bring them back and take the totem with you.”
Raxl says as she touches Philip’s arm. “It will guard you against evil
spirits. Find my Master! I implore you!”  “Well I’ll only go if Orendo
advises me to. I will not act against his word.”  “Only then will you find
what you came here to find.” Raxl tells him.  “Can you promise me that?”  “I
cannot force the future but I can foresee it. You will be sent to your own
people without fear if you find Jean Paul Desmond.”



Jean Paul leans against the door. “Philip? Do you hear me?”  “I hear you
brother.”  “Open the door!” Jean Paul shouts.  “It cannot be opened from
this side.”  Jean Paul tries to turn the key then pushes against the door.
“The door won’t open for me!”   “We Desmond’ are not pure in spirit,
brother.”  “I must save Holly!” Jean Paul shouts.  “Holly is with me.”  “Set
her free!”  “She’s now with me.”  Jean Paul hits the door with his hands.
“Holly!”  “She cannot hear you. She’s beyond your voice. She has a happiness
she has never known. I’m happy too at last.”  “Don’t go Philip! Philip, send
Holly back! Philip!”  “Farewell, my brother.”  Jean Paul turns away from the
door and walks away.



Philip enters his room and finds Laslo waiting for him. “What are you doing
in my room?”  “My dear fellow this is your cousin Philip’s room not yours.”
“I was told it was my room. What are you doing here?” Philip asks as he
walks closer to Laslo.

“Waiting for you.” Laslo says to him.  “I’d rather not have people waiting
for me in my room. What do you want?”  “I can’t decide whether you are a
guest or one of the family?”  “What difference does it make?”  “None at all
really.” Laslo says as he walks away from Philip. “But I can enter any room
I wish. This is my house.”

“I thought it was Jean Paul’s.”  “Jean Paul’s house was Maljardin. It burnt
to the ground.”  “Well I don’t see how that makes you the owner of Desmond
Hall.” Philip says as he looks at Laslo.  “Oh did I say owner?”  “You said
it was yours.”

“I meant I look after Desmond Hall. I handle the family interests as Philip
requested before he departed on his journey.”  “Wouldn’t it be more
appropriate with Jean Paul? He’s a Desmond and you aren’t.”  “True but my
wife is a Desmond and her son. I look after their interests.  “How very good
of you.” Philip says as he looks away from Laslo.  “Yes how very good of me.
And out of my goodness I advise you, do not get involved in their family
affairs. It would be safer if you didn’t.”  “Safety can be a matter of
decisions”  “Oh you Desmonds are always tempting fate.” Laslo says as he
circles Philip. “Philip Desmond dabbling in necromancy and the black arts.
Jean Paul rushing off to rescue his charge Miss Holly.”  Philip glances at
Laslo. “How do you know about that?”  “Oh I keep a watchful eye on the
Desmonds. I look after their business and as I said my interest are
their’s.”  “You needn’t include me as one of your interests. I can look
after myself”  There is a knock on the bedroom door. Philip turns. “Who’s
there?”

“It’s Mrs. Thaxton.” Ada calls out.  “Please come in.”  Ada steps in and
closes the door. “Oh Laslo there you are. I’ve been looking for you.”  “Philip
and I were having our first friendly talk. But it’s over now.”  “Good then
you can help me now.”  “Help you my dear?” Laslo asks.  “I need a strong man
to help me take some things up to the attic.”  “Really my dear. Laslo walks
to the doorway. “I perform many functions for the Desmonds but I am hardly a
porter.” He turns and walks out of the room.  Philip smiles. “I would be
very glad to help you Mrs. Thaxton.”  “Oh would you please. I can’t manage
myself.”  Philip holds his arm out allowing Ada to leave the room first.



The secret panel on the side of the staircase opens and Jean Paul climbs
out. He tiredly leans against a pillar and turns and watches the panel as it
closes. Jean Paul sinks to his knees then he collapses against the
pillar.  Emily
is walking down the staircase. At the bottom she sees Jean Paul and rushes
over to him. “Jean Paul! Raxl, Raxl! Come quickly, its Jean Paul.”  “Master!”
Raxl cries out.

“Look at him. Where has he been? Look at his cloths and his face.” Emily
says to Raxl as they help Jean Paul to his feet.  “Just be grateful that he
is back.” Raxl says.  “What happened?”  “Everything is all right now.” Raxl
says. “Everything is all right he has returned.”  Swaying on his feet Jean
Paul puts his hand to his head. Raxl and Emily help him to the Drawing Room.
They get him to the couch where he lays down as Emily gets him cleaned
up.  Jean
Paul looks at Emily. “Thank you, thank you Emily.” he says as he sits up. “I
feel better now.”  “We feared for your life Master.” Raxl says as she
collects the bowl of water and the towels from Emily.  Ada rushes into the
Drawing Room. ”Jean Paul! Jean Paul I have something to show you! It’s
astonishing really! I found it in the attic behind some old trunks!” Ada
says excitedly.  Philip follows her into the room. “Jean Paul thank God your
back. Are you all right?”  “Yes I’m all right.”  “Show it to him Philip.”
Ada says.  Philip holds up the portrait of Jacques Eloi Des Mondes.  Raxl
looks at it in fear. “Take that away.”  Jean Paul draws back in fear, “No,
no!” he cries out.


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Bella & Daisy

"God is great, beer is good,
and people are crazy."
...Billy Currington


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You're absolutely correct regarding the proposed idea from the mid 1990s of a
STRANGE PARADISE feature film (though I seriously doubt that it ever got any
closer to becoming a reality than the 1986 re-edit of the original series did). 
You've been a member of this community for quite awhile, Steve, so you probably
saw some posts on the topic here.  But I can verify that I've found confirmation
of this project outside of our group.  A gentleman named Steve Schiffman was an
attorney and bigwig at Centaur Distribution Corporation back when they still
owned the rights to SP.  Around 1994 or so, he placed several ads online and in
entertainment industry trade papers stating that Centaur was entertaining spec
scripts for a big screen adaptation of SP, and that anyone interested in
submitting a script should contact his office.  As recently as just a couple of
years ago, I found that one of these online notices was still posted on the web
(even though it has been quite some time since Centaur sold its rights to SP). 
I have no idea if anyone ever actually submitted a screenplay to Mr. Schiffman,
since screenwriters only get paid for spec scripts if they are accepted for
production, and we know the film was never made.  Still, I've been meaning to
make an effort to contact Schiffman to ask if anyone ever did make a submission.
Who knows, perhaps there is an unproduced SP screenplay tucked away in his files
somewhere.  But even if there is, it's unlikely that we'll ever get to see it. 
And it's far more likely that the STRANGE PARADISE film project never even got
to the scripting stage.  I've spotted a couple of different email addresses for
Steve Schiffman posted online, so I'll try to drop him a line tonight.  If I get
any interesting info from him, I'll be sure to post it here.
-Curt

--- In strangeparadise2@yahoogroups.com, sprules_1999 <no_reply@...> wrote:
>
>
> I had never heard of this either, but I do remember reading somewhere years
ago that the owners (at the time Centaur was releasing their VHS SP episodes)
were looking for a screen play writer to bring SP to the big screen.  I wish I
could remember where I saw that.  Does this sound familiar to anyone else?
>
>
> --- In strangeparadise2@yahoogroups.com, "Curt" <strangeparadiselibrary@>
wrote:
> >
> > Hey, Strangers!  While doing some random research this evening, I stumbled
across an SP tidbit that I had never encountered before.  It comes from a
February 1986 press release circulated by the Scripps Howard News Service (so it
would have run in a variety of papers).  The piece is titled "Here's What You
Might See Syndicated on TV Next Fall", and was written by Mark Wolf.  The
article details various productions that were being mounted for distribution in
syndication in 1986, and rates their likelihood of actually making it past the
planning stages and on to tv screens.  In his section headed "LONG SHOTS (slim
chance of going into production, but stranger things have happened)"  Mr. Wolf
offers ...
> >
> > ... "STRANGE PARADISE" - An old Gothic horror soap opera comes back with an
Elvira-type hostess inserted into the action ...
> >
> > I've never heard anyone mention seeing this proposed re-packaging of SP, so
I'm assuming Wolf was right, and the project never got off the ground.  Still,
I'll throw the question out there.  Did anyone ever actually see this?  Elvira
was at the height of her popularity in the mid-1980s, so I'm not surprised that
someone would want to emulate her schtick with a competing series.  But I'm not
sure how I would feel about seeing her sort of intentionally corny jokes
peppering broadcasts of one of my favorite series.  Still, it might have been
interesting.  I'd love to hear if anyone knows more about this project.
> > -Curt
> >
>

After re-watching some of the episodes I must admit I really find Holly
annoying. Hey, I graduated high school in 1969 and lived the whole hippy
thing myself, even two years in a commune , but goodness she is
annoying.  The media, TV and movies had no idea how to portray the
Sixties  mindset and life style so they often went with sort of a vapid,
drifting spiritualism and random impulses. They would write the "Flower
Child" who lived by instinct at one with nature and mystic feelings.
Unfortunately it often came across as a self-entitled simple-minded git
with poor control issues.

Also re-watching drove home how the cure for everything, from headaches
to heartbreak to talking to the dead was treated by going to your
bedroom and resting.  I know it was because of limited money for props
and additional actors, but it can get quite funny. It would be fun to
have a SP marathon with a "going to your room and resting" drinking game.

Jeanette
(long time fan and lurker)

Hello again, Strangers!  Well, after a bit of poking about, I have a spot of
news about Centaur Distribution's abortive plans for a possible STRANGE PARADISE
movie back in the 1990s.  First, I managed to find the actual online ad that
sparked this speculation quite a few years back.  Here is its text:

Newsgroups: misc.writing.screenplays
From: "Steve Schiffman, Esq." <negotia...@...>
Date: 1996/06/23
Subject: Seeking Screenwriter to Work on Spec
Seeking screenwriter to work on spec.  The movie is based on the TV
gothic soap opera, STRANGE PARADISE. The theme is that of voodoo, occult, french
caribbean.  The genre would be more of a classical psychological thriller rather
than action-oriented.  It would be a classic Hitchcock-type film where the
suspense, the mysterious, the unknown would keep the audience on their toes.
If you are willing to take the chance on spec, contact us...
STEVE SCHIFFMAN
General Counsel
Centaur Distribution Corporation
18 East 41st Street
Suite 1605
New York, NY 10017

So it sounds like plans for a feature film were definitely afoot in 1996. 
However, this afternoon I was rather amazed to receive an email from Steve
Schiffman. Here's what he had to say:

...During the many years of working with Claude Hill, I do not recall either of
us ever requesting scripts from the public regarding making a motion picture
based on Strange Paradise. While we did have discussions of perhaps developing
additional episodes -- perhaps for the home video market,  I cannot remember the
event you specify in your email...
Regards,
Steve Schiffman

So, Mr. Schiffman has no recollection of soliciting scripts, but says Centaur
Distribution considered making some original, straight-to-video episodes of SP. 
The online posting specifically states the project was a movie, but it's really
immaterial whether they were planning a feature film or a video release.  The
interesting thing is that they definitely did consider making an original SP
production.  I wonder if they were thinking of reuniting the original cast, or
remaking the series (in the fashion of Dan Curtis and the 1991 DARK SHADOWS). 
Oh well, all we can do is speculate these days.  Mr. Schiffman was kind enough
to invite me to email him again if I could provide him with more details to jog
his memory.  So I've sent him the text to his 1996 posting.  Perhaps he'll
recall more to share with us.  If so, I'll definitely post it here.
-Curt

Hi, gang!  Just a quick note here to let everyone know that we've posted some
fresh material on www.maljardin.com .  First, we have a creepy new Featured
Image of Cosette Lee in one of her final screen roles.  And we've finally posted
my essay comparing the narratives of STRANGE PARADISE and DARK SHADOWS.  Please
pop by when you have a chance, and give a look to our new stuff.  Thanks!
-Curt

Hey, Strangers!  I just noticed that www.strangeparadise.net has some updated
info up regarding STRANGE PARADISE's "lost" Episode #171.  Here is a link to the
page, and the new information appears in red text at the bottom:

http://www.strangeparadise.net/missingepisodediscovery.html

This update may have been out there for some time, but I just happened across it
today, and thought it was worth mentioning here.  I've been aware for awhile
that, regardless of the episode number in question, the narrative line of the
series is still missing an installment around the beginning of its 34th week. 
So the "lost" episode still remains mysterious and elusive.  Here's hoping a
copy will surface some day.
-Curt

Hi, Jeanette!  As much as I hate to admit it, I have to concur with your
assessment of Holly as annoying.  Which is a real shame, because I don't think
that was intentional in Sylvia Feigel's portrayal of the character.  But the
writers really didn't seem to be able to pick a direction for her character. 
She alternately came across as petulant, angry or flighty, depending on the
episode in question.  I would speculate that a big part of this stems from the
change in the series' writers after Episode 44 (but I'm honestly just guessing).
Holly could certainly be annoying during the show's first nine weeks, but I
thought that Ian Martin was trying to build to something with that (a change in
her character, possibly relating to what was going on with the spirit of Erica).
Don't forget that the very last script Martin wrote ended with Holly being
poisoned.  I know he had no intention of killing her, but who knows what he did
have in mind for her?  Erica's spirit seemed to have an attraction to her during
the seances.  Perhaps she was going to possess Holly, the way that Jacques was
always possessing Jean Paul.  (By the way, I don't want to start any rumors.  I
haven't read ANYTHING that suggested that particular plot twist.  I'm just
speculating about ways Martin could have intended to use Holly).  Anyway, we'll
probably never know what was intended for Holly in the original story.  Martin
was dismissed, and the new writers never really found a consistent way to write
her after that.  With that in mind, I'm amazed that she was one of the only four
characters that made the jump from Maljardin to Desmond Hall.  Jean Paul, Raxl
and Quito pretty much had to carry over - but HOLLY?  While she wound up being
important to the ghost of Philip storyline, the writers still never really
figured out how to handle her character.  I wonder if that is why Sylvia Feigel
left the series after Episode 130.  Does anybody else have thoughts on the
subject?
-Curt

--- In strangeparadise2@yahoogroups.com, Jeanette and Edward Black <ejblack@...>
wrote:
>
> After re-watching some of the episodes I must admit I really find Holly
> annoying. Hey, I graduated high school in 1969 and lived the whole hippy
> thing myself, even two years in a commune , but goodness she is
> annoying.  The media, TV and movies had no idea how to portray the
> Sixties  mindset and life style so they often went with sort of a vapid,
> drifting spiritualism and random impulses. They would write the "Flower
> Child" who lived by instinct at one with nature and mystic feelings.
> Unfortunately it often came across as a self-entitled simple-minded git
> with poor control issues.
>
> Also re-watching drove home how the cure for everything, from headaches
> to heartbreak to talking to the dead was treated by going to your
> bedroom and resting.  I know it was because of limited money for props
> and additional actors, but it can get quite funny. It would be fun to
> have a SP marathon with a "going to your room and resting" drinking game.
>
> Jeanette
> (long time fan and lurker)
>

*Strange Paradise: Episode 131*

* Episode 131:  Slideshow:  http://tinyurl.com/3y7da6*

Laslo: “Evening at Desmond Hall. This day just passing has brought the
Egyptian Key to the one it has been seeking. And it has led Holly to the
peace she has been longing for with her love Philip Desmond in a world
beyond our own. Now the ancient key awaits the next person who will take
it.”



Raxl walks down the staircase and walks towards the Drawing Room doors when
she hears a pounding noise coming from the other side of the foyer. “Master
what are you doing?” She asks as she rushes over to Jean Paul. “I’m trying
to rescue Holly.” He says as he pounds on the panel with a hammer and wedges
a chisel into the cracks.  “No master, no.” She pulls the hammer and chisel
from his hands.  “Her life was in my care.”  “It was, but it is no more. She
chose to go to the region below.”  Jean Paul turns away. “I’ve got to find
her. I’ve got to bring her back.”  “You cannot. You do not know how.”  “Then
I will find a way!”  “She is beyond your help Master accept it!”  “She went
through this panel.” He says pointing at it. “Are you certain?”  “Yes and so
did Quito.” Jean Paul tells her.

“That may be but no human being has ever returned from the region below.”

“Quito returned.” He says to her.  “Quito died to do it.”  Jean Paul glances
away. “And I would rather die than to live with the memory and the knowledge
that I did not try to rescue her.”  “No one can help her now.”  “We shall
see!” Jean Paul tries to take the hammer and chisel from Raxl.  “No Master
do not follow Miss Holly.”  Jean Paul jerks the tools from Raxl’s hands.
“Now leave me Raxl. I command you to leave!” He shouts.  Raxl rushes past
him.’’ Jean Paul works to force the panel open when Laslo walks from the
Drawing Room. “Jean Paul, Ada and I would like to speak to you for a
minute.”  “Later I don’t have time.” Jean Paul says as he glances at Laslo
then back to the panel.  Laslo walks towards him. “Are you still trying to
find something behind that wall?”  Jean Paul looks up at him. “Yes.”  “There’s
nothing there I can assure you. I checked several times.”

Jean Paul turns away shaking his hands. “All right.” He walks into the
Drawing Room.   Laslo follows behind him. “Ada has some questions she would
like to ask you.” Laslo says as he walks behind the couch standing behind
Ada.  “It’s not me really its Laslo.” Ada says to Jean Paul.  “He’s your
cousin not mine. Oh very well.” Laslo looks at his wife. “If Ada won’t I
will.” He walks over to Jean Paul. “Everyone in town talks about what takes
place at Desmond Hall.”  “I couldn’t care less what they are saying.”  “You
don’t have to. I go down into town every day. I see the secret whispers and
the glances as I pass. I don’t like my name bandied about in that fashion.”
Laslo says as he turns away from Jean Paul.

It’s not your name it’s mine.” Jean Paul tells him.  “Oh listen to him Jean
Paul please for my sake.” Ada says to Jean Paul.  “All right. What are they
talking about the gossips of Desmondton?” Jean Paul asks as he walks towards
Laslo.

“They speak about the girls who mysteriously arrive and then vanish without
a trace. Even the workmen at the family mill talk about it amongst
themselves. Sly winks and secret speculations.”  “And what do you tell
them?”  “What can I say? I’m as much in the dark as they are.”  “You can
tell them to mind their own business!” Jean Paul says angrily.  “They will
make it their own business if you’re not careful.”  “Take care what you
accuse me of Laslo.”  “I do not accuse you of anything. I’m merely trying to
find the reason for these sudden arrivals and departures in this house.”  “It
is none of their business and it is none of your either!”  Ada stands and
walks over to the two men. “He’s only trying to protect you and Cort and
me.”  Jean Paul sighs and places his hands behind his back “What is it
precisely that you want to know?”  “Where is Holly? She was here one moment
then she was gone.”  “I don’t know what has happened to her.” Jean Paul says
to Laslo.  “I don’t believe you.”  “Well Cort said she was standing in the
foyer then she vanished.”  “Then Cort is the one you should ask not me! I
have no idea where she is.” Jean Paul says then turns away.  “Well Cort
locked himself in his room. He’s very frightened.”  “As you know Cort isn’t
easily frightened.” Laslo says.  Jean Paul looks at Laslo. “I can tell you
nothing.” “You refuse to tell me.” “I cannot tell you what I don’t know!”
Jean Paul shouts and walks from the Drawing room. Laslo follows him. Jean
Paul walks into the foyer, turns and looks at Laslo then rushes up the
staircase. Opening the dresser drawer Philip takes out the totem. As he
raises it there is a knock on the door. He places it back in the drawer.
“Yes?”  The door opens and Raxl enters. “I’ve come to beg your help.” She
walks over to him.  “My help? I suppose I should be grateful that you
haven’t come again to tell me to go back to my own people.”

“It is not for myself that I ask but for my Master.” “Well of course I’ll do
anything I can.” “Only you can help him. He won’t listen to me.” “Help him
from what?” “He’s determined to rescue Miss Holly from the beyond.”  “Well
she can return without his help.” Philip says with a smile.  “No she has
gone to join your cousin Philip Desmond.”  “Yes I know.” “But he is dead.”
“No. He’s not dead.” Philip says. “Oh you must believe me. I have knowledge
that the others do not know. Philip Desmond is dead and he has lured that
girl to him.”  “You’re wrong. My cousin appeared to me.” “It was his ghost
not him!”  “He appeared in this very room and promised me he would return!”
Philip says angrily.  “No person can return from the room unlocked by the
Egyptian Key.” Philip looks away. “Holly will set him free.”  “Your
unfortunate cousin has yet to know the door opens only inward. It does not
lead back to us. But yet to another place.”  Philip walks across the room.
“My Grandfather used to speak of a legend. A land beneath our fields and
forests that holds the peace that we all seek.”  “It is peace of death. Oh
you must save my Master from entering that dismal area.”  Philip looks back
at her. The pure of heart has nothing to fear there.”  “Your cousin is not
pure in heart!” Raxl shouts at Philip. She turns and rushes from the
room.  Philip
steps forward. “Not pure of heart?” He walks to the dresser and takes the
totem from the drawer. “Orendo, guardian spirit.” He raises the totem to his
head and closes his eyes. “Heed me well. What is the curse that haunts my
clan? What should I do? Can I protect my cousin from the evil of Uthco?
Speak to me Orendo, I await.” Philip lowers the totem. “Help me, I await
your sign.” He bows his head.



Emily is coming down the staircase and sees Laslo checking over the panel on
the side of the staircase. Laslo walks to the bottom of the stairs and waits
for Emily. “Oh my dear girl, it seems you work all the time day and night.”
“Well there is a lot of work to catch up with.”  “And I think that pretty
little head of yours contains the answers to all the questions that baffle
us.”  “Oh don’t overestimate the contents of my head.”  “Of course not. What
is not in your head is in the books.”  “Oh books can tell us a great many
things but not everything we want to know.” Emily says as she turns and
walks into the Drawing Room.  She stands at the bookcase as Philip walks
into the Drawing Room carrying an open book. His head is lowered as he reads
it. He closes the door not noticing Emily.  Emily steps up to him. “The
River Caves of Desmondton. Where did you get it?” She asks touching the
book.  “Well under Holly’s bed.”  “What were you doing in Holly’s room?”
Emily asks as she takes the book from Philip.   “Well I thought she might
have left a clue behind as to her disappearance. Something that would help
me save Jean Paul.”  “Jean Paul?” Emily asks looking at Philip.  “Yes Raxl
says he intends to follow Holly.”  Emily looks away.



Jean Paul has the hammer wedged into the panel. It still will not budge. The
music from Philip’s carousel sounds in the foyer. Jean Paul steps away from
the secret panel. The panel swings open, Jean Paul turns and looks at it.



Emily glances up.  “What is it?” Philip asks.  “I thought I heard
something.”

Philip glances around the Drawing Room.



Jean Paul is no longer in the foyer as the panel closes.



Emily glances at the closed doors of the Drawing Room. “I thought I heard
something.”  Philip opens the door and looks back at Emily. “It was only the
wind through the trees outside. Walking back to Emily he takes the book from
her and sets it down on the desk and looks at it.  Emily walks up behind
him. “What are you looking for?”  “Raxl told me that only the pure in heart
could pass through that door into the beyond.”  Emily nods. “That’s right.”
“Isn’t it possible that those whose hearts have been tormented through no
fault of their own could be purified by passing through that door?”  “It’s
possible.” Emily says as she pulls the book towards herself.  “My
Grandfather was a very wise old man he knew of many legends.” Philip tells
her as he crosses his arms. “Now he told me that...”  Emily gasps.  “What is
it?”  “Why it’s gone.” Emily looks at the book. The picture of the key is no
longer on the page in the book. But there are words on the page. THE KEY IS
ME WE BOTH ARE FREE.



Jean Paul walks through the passageway until he comes to a door. And leans
on it tiredly, He turns and notices the Egyptian Key and reaches his hand
out to it.



Emily reads the words. “The key is me. We both are free.” She looks up at
Philip. “She can never come back now. She has joined her fate with
his.”  “She’s
where she wants to be.” Philip says as he looks away from Emily.  Laslo
enters the Drawing Room and walks up to them. “Have you seen Jean Paul? He’s
not upstairs.”  “I’ll get him.” Philip says as he walks from the room.  Emily
closes the book.  Laslo follows Philip from the Drawing Room closing the
doors behind him. “Raxl?  Raxl!”  Raxl enters the foyer. “You called
me?”  “Where’s
Jean Paul?”

“Why do you ask?”  “Never mind evading my question where is he? Well never
mind Philip is looking for him. I want to talk to you.” Laslo says as he
turns and faces Raxl.  “Yes.”  Laslo walks around Raxl. “You have brought
evil to Desmond Hall”  “If there is evil here, it was here before we
arrived.”  “Ever since you arrived from Maljardin one by one you have
disappeared or died.”  “What are you saying?”  “Count them yourself. First
Quito then Miss Holly now Jean Paul.”

“He is here. He has not disappeared.” Raxl says to Laslo.  “I think he is
just like the others.” Laslo steps foreword. “And each one was last seen in
this foyer.” Raxl turns and starts to walk away. Laslo looks at her. “I’m
not finished.”  “I must find my Master!”  “Begin this search with this
panel.” Laslo says as he walks to the staircase and points at the panel.  Raxl
rushes to it and tries to open it with her fingers. “But it is tightly
shut.” She glances up at Laslo.  “It is? Quito came out of that panel when
he died. I saw him. Cort said he saw Miss Holly standing here just before
she disappeared. And tonight Jean Paul was here on his knees with a hammer
and chisel.”  “Oh it cannot be.” Raxl says to him.  “Find him then. Go below
the caves and you may find him there.” Laslo says as he turns and walks up
the staircase.



Jean Paul tries turning the key. When it doesn’t turn he pounds on the door
with his fists. Philip’s carousel music is heard through the tunnel. He
turns and looks around. “Philip?” He turns back to the door. “Philip!” he
shouts.  “Jean Paul.” Philip calls to him.



Emily sits at the desk looking through a book and using her notes. She picks
the book up. It has the picture of the three hanging women. Looking at the
picture Emily looks away from the picture.  Philip walks into the Drawing
Room, he walks up to Emily. “Jean Paul is gone. We must hurry.” He notices
the book in Emily’s hands. “What is that?” He asks staring at the picture;
He takes the book out of Emily’s hands.  “A photograph. We found it one
evening weeks ago when the four of us were sitting here talking. Helena,
Holly, Agatha and now I’m the only one left.” Emily says turning away from
Philip. “Agatha was found dead in the river. And Helena is gone. And Holly
has disappeared forever.” Emily says as she walks through the Drawing Room.
“Does that mean I’m next?” She turns and rushes from the room.  Raxl walks
through the foyer as Emily rushes past her. She walks into the Drawing Room
closing the door behind her. “You did not keep your promise. My Master has
gone to the caves.” Raxl says as she walks up to Philip.  “He can’t have.”
Philip says.  “He’s followed the evil spirit.”  “He’s gone to save Holly.
That can’t be evil.”  “You refuse to understand. The Desmonds are destined
for unhappy endings. One by one they seek that which will destroy them.
Philip Desmond and now my Master has gone to join them.”  “But Philip said
he would return and when he does he will bring the others.”  “Philip Desmond
had no way of knowing his fate. Go you will be guarded by your guardian
spirit Orendo. Go find them. Bring them back and take the totem with you.”
Raxl says as she touches Philip’s arm. “It will guard you against evil
spirits. Find my Master! I implore you!”  “Well I’ll only go if Orendo
advises me to. I will not act against his word.”  “Only then will you find
what you came here to find.” Raxl tells him.  “Can you promise me that?”  “I
cannot force the future but I can foresee it. You will be sent to your own
people without fear if you find Jean Paul Desmond.”



Jean Paul leans against the door. “Philip? Do you hear me?”  “I hear you
brother.”  “Open the door!” Jean Paul shouts.  “It cannot be opened from
this side.”  Jean Paul tries to turn the key then pushes against the door.
“The door won’t open for me!”   “We Desmond’ are not pure in spirit,
brother.”  “I must save Holly!” Jean Paul shouts.  “Holly is with me.”  “Set
her free!”  “She’s now with me.”  Jean Paul hits the door with his hands.
“Holly!”  “She cannot hear you. She’s beyond your voice. She has a happiness
she has never known. I’m happy too at last.”  “Don’t go Philip! Philip, send
Holly back! Philip!”  “Farewell, my brother.”  Jean Paul turns away from the
door and walks away.



Philip enters his room and finds Laslo waiting for him. “What are you doing
in my room?”  “My dear fellow this is your cousin Philip’s room not yours.”
“I was told it was my room. What are you doing here?” Philip asks as he
walks closer to Laslo.

“Waiting for you.” Laslo says to him.  “I’d rather not have people waiting
for me in my room. What do you want?”  “I can’t decide whether you are a
guest or one of the family?”  “What difference does it make?”  “None at all
really.” Laslo says as he walks away from Philip. “But I can enter any room
I wish. This is my house.”

“I thought it was Jean Paul’s.”  “Jean Paul’s house was Maljardin. It burnt
to the ground.”  “Well I don’t see how that makes you the owner of Desmond
Hall.” Philip says as he looks at Laslo.  “Oh did I say owner?”  “You said
it was yours.”

“I meant I look after Desmond Hall. I handle the family interests as Philip
requested before he departed on his journey.”  “Wouldn’t it be more
appropriate with Jean Paul? He’s a Desmond and you aren’t.”  “True but my
wife is a Desmond and her son. I look after their interests.  “How very good
of you.” Philip says as he looks away from Laslo.  “Yes how very good of me.
And out of my goodness I advise you, do not get involved in their family
affairs. It would be safer if you didn’t.”  “Safety can be a matter of
decisions”  “Oh you Desmonds are always tempting fate.” Laslo says as he
circles Philip. “Philip Desmond dabbling in necromancy and the black arts.
Jean Paul rushing off to rescue his charge Miss Holly.”  Philip glances at
Laslo. “How do you know about that?”  “Oh I keep a watchful eye on the
Desmonds. I look after their business and as I said my interest are
their’s.”  “You needn’t include me as one of your interests. I can look
after myself”  There is a knock on the bedroom door. Philip turns. “Who’s
there?”

“It’s Mrs. Thaxton.” Ada calls out.  “Please come in.”  Ada steps in and
closes the door. “Oh Laslo there you are. I’ve been looking for you.”  “Philip
and I were having our first friendly talk. But it’s over now.”  “Good then
you can help me now.”  “Help you my dear?” Laslo asks.  “I need a strong man
to help me take some things up to the attic.”  “Really my dear. Laslo walks
to the doorway. “I perform many functions for the Desmonds but I am hardly a
porter.” He turns and walks out of the room.  Philip smiles. “I would be
very glad to help you Mrs. Thaxton.”  “Oh would you please. I can’t manage
myself.”  Philip holds his arm out allowing Ada to leave the room first.



The secret panel on the side of the staircase opens and Jean Paul climbs
out. He tiredly leans against a pillar and turns and watches the panel as it
closes. Jean Paul sinks to his knees then he collapses against the
pillar.  Emily
is walking down the staircase. At the bottom she sees Jean Paul and rushes
over to him. “Jean Paul! Raxl, Raxl! Come quickly, its Jean Paul.”  “Master!”
Raxl cries out.

“Look at him. Where has he been? Look at his cloths and his face.” Emily
says to Raxl as they help Jean Paul to his feet.  “Just be grateful that he
is back.” Raxl says.  “What happened?”  “Everything is all right now.” Raxl
says. “Everything is all right he has returned.”  Swaying on his feet Jean
Paul puts his hand to his head. Raxl and Emily help him to the Drawing Room.
They get him to the couch where he lays down as Emily gets him cleaned
up.  Jean
Paul looks at Emily. “Thank you, thank you Emily.” he says as he sits up. “I
feel better now.”  “We feared for your life Master.” Raxl says as she
collects the bowl of water and the towels from Emily.  Ada rushes into the
Drawing Room. ”Jean Paul! Jean Paul I have something to show you! It’s
astonishing really! I found it in the attic behind some old trunks!” Ada
says excitedly.  Philip follows her into the room. “Jean Paul thank God your
back. Are you all right?”  “Yes I’m all right.”  “Show it to him Philip.”
Ada says.  Philip holds up the portrait of Jacques Eloi Des Mondes.  Raxl
looks at it in fear. “Take that away.”  Jean Paul draws back in fear, “No,
no!” he cries out.


--
Ron and The Boston Babes:
Bella & Daisy

"God is great, beer is good,
and people are crazy."
...Billy Currington


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Hey there, Strangers!  I got one more email from Steve Schiffman (formerly of
Centaur Distribution), and he shared another snippet of info with me.  He still
doesn't recall anything further about the proposed STRANGE PARADISE feature film
of the mid 1990s, but he DOES recall the 1986 plan to re-package the original
series.  Here's what he had to say:

"... In terms of the movie, I really cannot recall ... Regarding the possible
re-packaging and using a hostess, that I do recall.  It never went anywhere but
I do recall those earlier discussions ...  I think Claude had started auditions,
but that was the extent of it..."

So STRANGE PARADISE really was considered as fodder for something similar to
Elvira, Mistress of the Dark's syndicated MOVIE MACABRE (or even a precursor to
the later phenomenon MYSTERY SCIENCE THEATER 3000).  The project never got off
the ground, but it's interesting to note the attempt.
-Curt

--- In strangeparadise2@yahoogroups.com, "Curt" <strangeparadiselibrary@...>
wrote:
>
> You're absolutely correct regarding the proposed idea from the mid 1990s of a
STRANGE PARADISE feature film (though I seriously doubt that it ever got any
closer to becoming a reality than the 1986 re-edit of the original series did). 
You've been a member of this community for quite awhile, Steve, so you probably
saw some posts on the topic here.  But I can verify that I've found confirmation
of this project outside of our group.  A gentleman named Steve Schiffman was an
attorney and bigwig at Centaur Distribution Corporation back when they still
owned the rights to SP.  Around 1994 or so, he placed several ads online and in
entertainment industry trade papers stating that Centaur was entertaining spec
scripts for a big screen adaptation of SP, and that anyone interested in
submitting a script should contact his office.  As recently as just a couple of
years ago, I found that one of these online notices was still posted on the web
(even though it has been quite some time since Centaur sold its rights to SP). 
I have no idea if anyone ever actually submitted a screenplay to Mr. Schiffman,
since screenwriters only get paid for spec scripts if they are accepted for
production, and we know the film was never made.  Still, I've been meaning to
make an effort to contact Schiffman to ask if anyone ever did make a submission.
Who knows, perhaps there is an unproduced SP screenplay tucked away in his files
somewhere.  But even if there is, it's unlikely that we'll ever get to see it. 
And it's far more likely that the STRANGE PARADISE film project never even got
to the scripting stage.  I've spotted a couple of different email addresses for
Steve Schiffman posted online, so I'll try to drop him a line tonight.  If I get
any interesting info from him, I'll be sure to post it here.
> -Curt
>
> --- In strangeparadise2@yahoogroups.com, sprules_1999 <no_reply@> wrote:
> >
> >
> > I had never heard of this either, but I do remember reading somewhere years
ago that the owners (at the time Centaur was releasing their VHS SP episodes)
were looking for a screen play writer to bring SP to the big screen.  I wish I
could remember where I saw that.  Does this sound familiar to anyone else?
> >
> >
> > --- In strangeparadise2@yahoogroups.com, "Curt" <strangeparadiselibrary@>
wrote:
> > >
> > > Hey, Strangers!  While doing some random research this evening, I stumbled
across an SP tidbit that I had never encountered before.  It comes from a
February 1986 press release circulated by the Scripps Howard News Service (so it
would have run in a variety of papers).  The piece is titled "Here's What You
Might See Syndicated on TV Next Fall", and was written by Mark Wolf.  The
article details various productions that were being mounted for distribution in
syndication in 1986, and rates their likelihood of actually making it past the
planning stages and on to tv screens.  In his section headed "LONG SHOTS (slim
chance of going into production, but stranger things have happened)"  Mr. Wolf
offers ...
> > >
> > > ... "STRANGE PARADISE" - An old Gothic horror soap opera comes back with
an Elvira-type hostess inserted into the action ...
> > >
> > > I've never heard anyone mention seeing this proposed re-packaging of SP,
so I'm assuming Wolf was right, and the project never got off the ground. 
Still, I'll throw the question out there.  Did anyone ever actually see this? 
Elvira was at the height of her popularity in the mid-1980s, so I'm not
surprised that someone would want to emulate her schtick with a competing
series.  But I'm not sure how I would feel about seeing her sort of
intentionally corny jokes peppering broadcasts of one of my favorite series. 
Still, it might have been interesting.  I'd love to hear if anyone knows more
about this project.
> > > -Curt
> > >
> >
>

Greetings, Jeanette!  Great to see you posting. I also watched during the
original broadcast in the Fall of 1969 when I was a child in Maryland.

I have to agree with yourself and Curt about Holly.  I actually think that
Sylvia Feigel succeeded, sometimes with a heroic degree of energy, in bringing
some depth to a character who often seemed to echo the lyrics of a big hit for
the Zombies back in the day:  "She's not there."  Thanks to Sylvia's personal
charm and commitment to the character, I did find Holly to have moments of
character integrality (if that's even a word!) that made me somewhat more
patient with her, at least at times.  When the character got saddled with the
"I'm in love with a ghost" scenario at Desmond Hall, unfortunately, she went
into areas of implausibility I thought even Sylvia's considerable skill and
poise were unable to rescue from really flat, cookie-cutter storytelling.

cheers, Steve

**

*Episode 132:  Slideshow: http://tinyurl.com/2t4kop*

Philip: “Night at Desmond Hall. And a cold night wind moans through the
forest that surrounds the Great House. As if mourning for the one that is
lost. Jean Paul has found a door to an unknown land hoping to bring Holly
Marshal back to the world she has known. He has failed for Holly has passed
on to another world never to return and Jean Paul travels back to the land
of the living believing a chapter in his life has ended. Only to find new
terrors await him.”



Jean Paul and Raxl stare at the portrait of Jacques.  “What is it?” Emily
asks him.

“What’s wrong Jean Paul?” Philip asks.  Ada walks around Philip. “Wouldn’t
you be surprised if you find you had an ancestor who looked exactly like
you?” “Well I suppose I would.” says Emily.  Jean Paul looks away from the
portrait. “Where did you get that?”  “In the attic, Philip and I were taking
something up to the attic and we stumbled across it.” Ada says as she looks
at the portrait.  “We thought you would be interested in it and obviously
you are.” Philip says to Jean Paul.

Jean Paul tries to stand. “I must go to my room and rest for a while.”  Ada
walks over to him. “Jean Paul your face, your cloths. What happened to you?”
“I’ve been searching for someone.”  “Holly?”  “Yes.”  “Where could she have
gone?” Ada asks.  “I will try to explain that to you later Ada. I must go
now.” Again he tries to stand. “Raxl.”  “Yes Master.” She says as she walks
around the couch and helps him to his feet. Jean Paul glances at the
portrait then walks out of the Drawing Room with Raxl’s help.  Ada looks at
Philip. “Well I think we ought to hang this portrait. What do you think
Philip?”  “Well it is your house, yours and Jean Paul’s.”  “Would you hang
it for me?”  “Yes of course.”  “Good then I’ll get the hammer and some
nails.” Ada says then walks out of the room.  Philip sets the portrait on
the floor. “Did you notice the expression on Jean Paul’s face when he saw
the portrait?” Philip says to Emily.  Emily stands next to the bookcase.
“Yes I did." She says as she looks through a book.  “Either I am imagining
things or he looked frightened.”  Emily walks up to him. “No you were not
imagining it. I saw it too.”  “Raxl also. I wonder why?”  “I don’t know.
Emily says as she looks through the book in her hands.  “Who was the
ancestor in this portrait, do you know?” Philip asks as he points at the
portrait.  “His name was Jacques Eloi Des Mondes.”  “Even his name is
similar to Jean Paul’s. What do you know about him?”  “He was a terrifying
man. He committed almost every crime imaginable including murder.”  “Well
that doesn’t explain the reaction to the portrait.” Philip says to her as he
stands with his arms crossed.  “No it doesn’t. But they were both
frightened. And I can’t imagine why?”  “Neither can I but I intend to find
out.” Philip says as he walks around the portrait and looks at it.



Raxl helps Jean Paul to his room. Jean Paul enters wrapping his arms around
himself shivering. Raxl grabs a robe and helps him to put it on. “Raxl that
portrait. How did it get here?”  “It followed you.” Raxl says to him.  He
looks at her. “That is not the same portrait. It has to be a
duplicate.”  “There
is only one portrait of Jacques Eloi Des Mondes.”  “But that portrait was
destroyed when Maljardin burned.”  “You thought it was but it was not!” Jean
Paul glances away from Raxl. “That can’t be the same portrait! It can’t!”  “It
is evil and evil can not be consumed by fire!”  “Stop it Raxl! Jean Paul
shouts. “I won’t listen to anymore!”  “I do not say these things to frighten
you Master. For I am as frightened as you are.”  “Go. Leave me alone.” Jean
Paul says as he turns away from Raxl. “Before I go you must tell me what
happened in the caves.”  “I found the Door of Promise. The Egyptian Key was
in the lock. I tried to use the key but I couldn’t open the door. I
couldn’t!”  “You were not supposed to pass through the door. The spirit of
your brother would not let it happen.”  “I heard Philip’s voice.”  “What did
he say?”

“He said that Holly was with him. And that they were happy then I heard his
final word. Farewell.”  “Then you will never hear his voice again.”  “I just
can’t believe that Holly is gone.” Jean Paul says as he shakes his
head.  “Holly
chose to leave us. She’s with the man she loves. She has found a great
happiness there then she would ever have with us. You must content yourself
with that.”   Jean Paul glances away. “Yes, yes I suppose so.”  “And you
have returned safely from the land of the unknown. I was desperately afraid
that you wouldn’t.” Raxl says almost in tears.  Jean Paul turns to her. “Oh
Raxl, Raxl you needn’t have feared for me. I knew I would return.” He tells
her as he holds her hands.  “I still fear for you Master.” She says looking
up at him. “For you have the portrait to guard against.”  Jean Paul turns
away from Raxl. “It is not the same portrait!”  “Oh you must not deceive
yourself. It only makes you venerable to the evil that would destroy you!”
Jean Paul glances back at Raxl. “That portrait we saw downstairs is nothing
but a piece of canvas and paint! It has no power at all!” Raxl walks up to
him and grabs his hand. “It can command the power of darkness. You are a
fool if you do not realize that.” Jean Paul pulls away from Raxl. “Then I
shall prove how much power it has!” I’ll destroy it!” “You cannot destroy
it! Nor anyone else!” Raxl shouts at him.  “We shall see!” Jean Paul says
angrily as he leaves the room slamming the door behind him.  Raxl stand in
the room looking upset and worried.



Philip hangs the portrait above the fireplace. He steps back to stand with
Ada and Emily.  Ada smiles. “It’s an excellent portrait isn’t it?”  Philip
nods as Emily stands looking at it with her arms crossed. “Yes it is.” says
Emily.  “It looks like it belongs there. I wonder why anyone would store it
in the attic. A painting like that?”  “Perhaps someone didn’t like it.” says
Philip. “Oh I can’t imagine why. It’s a beautiful painting.” Ada says as
Jean Paul walks into the Drawing Room. “Ada?” “Jean Paul I thought you was
resting?”  “Perhaps I could speak to you for a moment. Will you excuse us
please?” Jean Paul says to Philip and Emily.

“Certainly.” Philip says as he lets Emily walk before him from the room.  Jean
Paul approaches the painting.  What is it Jean Paul? Are you going to tell
me what happened to Holly?” She asks turning towards him.  Jean Paul still
stands staring at the portrait. He turns and looks at Ada. “Oh yes if you
wish. She’s gone.”  Ada walks up to him. “Where did she go?” “She had to go
away. She felt it would be better if she left. And she is gone perhaps for a
long time. In fact she may never return.”  “Never?”  Jean Paul shakes his
head. “No never. I shall miss her. We will all miss her but she will never
return to Desmond Hall.”  “I knew you were thinking of sending her to Europe
but why so suddenly? And why can’t she ever return?”  “She chose to go Ada.
And it is her decision, her desire to stay away forever.”  Ada steps away
from Jean Paul. “Jean Paul there is so much that I don't understand.” She
looks back at him as he steps towards her.  “I told you all I can tell you
Ada. I’m sorry.”   “One more question. Is Holly safe wherever she is?”  “She’s
quite safe.” “Are you sure?”  “I’m sure.”  “Well I suppose that’s all that
matters.”  Jean Paul glances at Jacques’ portrait. “Ada there is something I
want to talk to you about. It’s the portrait.”  Ada walks a few steps away
to look at it. “Don’t you think it looks splendid above the fireplace like
that?”  Jean Paul glances back at her. “I’m sorry you like it because I
would like it taken down.”

“Taken down? But why?” she asks as she steps closer to Jean Paul.  “It
reminds me of Maljardin.” he says looking at her.  “Maljardin?”  “Yes a
portrait just like this hung in the Main Hall. It brings back memories of
Maljardin.” He says as he glances at it then at Ada. “Memories I would
prefer to forget.”  “I see.”  “I hope you understand.”  “Of course I
understand.”  “Then may I with your permission take it down?”  “Now you
don’t have to ask for my permission. This is your house and if you don’t
like the portrait by all means take it down.”  “Thank you Ada. As a matter
of fact I shall put it where no one will be able to see it again.” He says
looking at the portrait.  “You can do whatever you want to do with it. By
the way Laslo’s looking for you. I’m just going to tell him you’re safe.”
Ada says as she walks out of the room.  “Please do that.” Jean Paul says
then turns to the portrait. He reaches up and takes the portrait from the
wall. He lowers it and looks at it. “You are nothing but canvas and paint!”
He carries the portrait across the room and picks up a dagger. Turning he
slashes the portrait, then carries it to the fireplace and throws into the
flames. “Burn.” Jean Paul says, then backs away with a smile.



Emily joins Philip in his room. In Philip’s hand is the book that has the
picture of the four women that are being hung. “I’m curious about this
picture.”  Emily turns away. I don’t want to look at it.”  Philip closes the
book. “I don’t blame you it isn’t exactly pretty.”  “Please close the book.
Don’t make me look at it.”  “How was this picture taken?” Philip asks.  “I
don’t know. I don’t know I just know I found it.”  “How could a picture of
you come to be in a book in the Desmond Library?”  “I don’t know that
either.” Emily says looking at Philip. “I don’t understand any more about it
then you do. I just know that I’m frightened.”  “I recognize the other two
women of course Helena and Holly.”  “They are both gone now.” Emily says as
she walks away from Philip.  “This third woman. What did you say her name
was?”  Emily turns and looks at him. “Agatha Pruett.”  “She’s dead?”  “Her
body was found in the river.”  “Did she commit suicide?” Philip asks as he
lowers the book.  “No she was strangled.” Emily tells him as she walks
closer to him.

“Strangled? Did they find the strangler?”  Emily shakes her head no. “What
do you know about her?”  “She lived here. Jean Paul brought her here.  “Jean
Paul?”  “She didn’t have any place to stay so he asked her to stay here. He
was very kind to her. And then one day she disappeared. And her body was
found in the river. She was the first one and then Helena was gone. And now
Holly’s disappeared and I’m next I know it.” Emily says as she looks away.  “So
many mysteries here. So many things left unexplained. Murdered girl, Helena
gone and Holly’s disappearance. And this picture and the portrait that seems
to frighten Jean Paul. All these things must be connected but how? How?”



Jean Paul lays on his bed sitting up against the headboard. “I destroyed it
Raxl.”

“You could not have destroyed it!”  Jean Paul stands. “But I did. I sliced
it to pieces then I threw it into the fireplace and watched it burn. It
burned like an ordinary piece of canvas would.”  “Oh you think you are free
now Master but be careful. You are not free!”  “You don’t think that there
is even a remote possibility that I am?”  “NO, it is not possible. You made
a bargain with the Powers of Darkness. They control you now. They will not
release you without a struggle.”

Jean Paul turns and angrily walks across the floor. He turns back toward
Raxl. “But the Mark of Death has not appeared on my hand for days.” He holds
his hand out.  “Because the spirit Erica was here to torment you. She is
gone now, the mark will return.”  “How can you be so certain?”   “All I know
the forces of evil, you can not will them away.”  “But the mark!”  Raxl
walks to the window and pulls back the drapes. Turning she walks back
towards Jean Paul. “The evil star is not in the heavens tonight. Until it is
you will not and can not know whether you are free.”  There is a knock at
the door. Jean Paul glances over at it. “Come in.”  The door opens and Ada
enters the room. “I couldn’t find Laslo. He just wasn’t in the house. I
suppose he’s gone to town.”  “I will talk to him in the morning. Go along
Raxl.  Raxl bows and leaves the room.  Ada looks up at Jean Paul. “Cort
won’t unlock his door. He’s still frightened.”  “Does he have any reason to
be frightened?” Jean Paul asks.  “Well he believes something mysterious
happened to Holly. He’s saying the strangest things.”  “Oh it’s just his
imagination. I wouldn’t pay any attention to it.”  She looks at him. “No I
won’t. I want you to talk to him. I want you to say to him what you said to
me.”  “Well I’ll talk to him but in the morning.”  “Oh thank you.” Ada
starts to leave but turns back towards Jean Paul. “Oh by the way I’m glad
you changed your mind.”  “Changed my mind? About what?”  “About the
portrait.”  “What do you mean?”  “Well as I was walking through the Drawing
Room just now I noticed it was still hanging.”  Jean Paul looks away in
fear. Ada turns and walks out of the room. Raxl enters as Jean Paul walks to
the window and looks out. He turns to her. “You were right. I was a fool to
think I could ever be free.” He walks across the room to Raxl.  “I knew the
portrait would not burn. I knew we would not be rid of it so easily.”  “Why
now? Why didn’t the portrait appear until now?”  “Because the spirit of
Erica was here. When it failed to destroy and departed the portrait has come
to take her place. It is your enemy now.” Jean Paul starts across the room
then stops. He hears the heartbeat.  “What is it?” Raxl asks.  “The
heartbeat!”  “Oh no.” Raxl rushes up to him.  “The heartbeat!” Jean Paul
calls out.  Raxl turns and rushes to the window. The star has appeared in
the sky. She turns and looks back at Jean Paul. “It’s done. The evil star is
there now.” Jean Paul looks at his hand. “The Mark.” He holds his hand out.
Raxl grips his hand. “You’ve got to help me.” Jean Paul says to her.  “I’ve
tried to help you but I do not know what I ca do. Quito is not here now. I
cannot guard you alone.”  “Listen Raxl there is something you can do. In the
upper part of this house there is a tower, a room. The room has bars in the
window and only one door. Take me up there and lock me inside.”  “I will
stay with you.”  “No, no I don’t trust myself. Not even with you. You must
lock me inside and I must be left there until the morning.”  “But do you
have a key to this room?”  Jean Paul glances away. “No but there is a key.
In the desk in the Drawing Room. Please go and get it now. I’ll wait here
but go quickly.”  Raxl turns and rushes from the room.  Jean Paul clutches
his hand and paces the floor in agony.  There is a knock at his door. He
turns and looks at the door. The door opens and Emily steps inside. “Jean
Paul?”  “What is it?”  “I saw your light. Didn’t you hear me knock?”  “Yes I
heard. I’m very tired, I want to be alone.”

Emily steps closer to him. “Jean Paul I want to talk to you. I saw the
picture again. The one with the four women hanging. One of them is me.”  Jean
Paul stands fighting the stars influence. “You’re perfectly safe. Please go
to your room and lock yourself inside.” “I feel safer with you.” “No I,
please go now.”  “Can’t I just stay and talk with you.”  “I told you I’m
very tired.” He says trembling as he fights against the star.  “But what
does it mean?” The picture, does it mean I’m going to be killed?”  The
heartbeat gets louder as Jean Paul glances up. He turns and looks at Emily.
“Why don’t you answer me? Why are you staring at me like that?” Emily asks
as she backs away from him as Jean Paul walks towards her.

“What is it? Jean Paul what’s wrong?”  Raxl enters the room. “Master!”  He
looks at Raxl then rushes from the room, Raxl follows him. Emily stands in
the middle of the room with an expression of fear.



Philip knocks on the Drawing Room door then enters. “Jean Paul?” He steps
inside and glances around. “Jean Paul?”  Raxl walks in behind him. “My
Master is in his room sleeping.”  Philip steps towards her. “Why do you
always lie to me Raxl?”  “Why do you think I’m lying?”  “I had just been to
his room and he wasn’t there.”  “Perhaps he awakened and went for a walk. He
likes to walk at night.”

“Do you know what I think Raxl? I think you are full of secrets Raxl.” He
tells her as he circles around her.  “Am I?”  “Secret number one. That
portrait.” He points at it. “Why did you gasp when you saw it?”  “Surprise.
There was a portrait like that at Maljardin that’s all.”  “Is that all?”  “I
will not answer any more questions tonight.” “All right I’ll stop for
tonight. But I’m warning you tomorrow I’ll start again and I won’t be
satisfied until I have some answers!”  “Goodnight.” Raxl tells him with her
back towards him.  Philip turns away angrily and walks from the Drawing Room
and up the staircase.  Raxl turns and watches him go then turns and looks at
the portrait. She hears someone knock at the door. Leaving the Drawing Room
Raxl rushes through the foyer. She unlocks the door and opens it.  A girl
stands on the other side of the door. Raxl steps foreword. “Yes.”  “I’m
looking for the murderer.”


--
Ron and The Boston Babes:
Bella & Daisy

"God is great, beer is good,
and people are crazy."
...Billy Currington


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**

*Episode 133:  Slideshow:  http://tinyurl.com/2l6xrg*

Emily: “Night at Desmond Hall. The peace that most people find in the coming
of darkness eludes the Master of the ancient mansion. In the sky the evil
star shines. Jean Paul Desmond has locked himself away from the irresistible
temptation that dreaded omen leads him to. In the Drawing Room hangs the
portrait of Jacques Eloi Des Mondes who links the fortunes of the present to
the evils of the past. At the door of the Desmond House the future knocks.”



Raxl turns around and grabs the doorknob and closes the door. She stands
outside with the stranger. “What did you say?” “I’m looking for the Desmond
House.”  “This is it. But you said you were looking for someone.”  “Oh no, I
don’t know anyone here.”  “You said you wanted to see the murderer. Who do
you mean?”  The girl steps away from Raxl. “Sometimes I say things that just
come into my mind. You’ll get used to it.” She says with her back towards
Raxl.  “Where did you come from?”  “We all come from the same place don’t
we?”

“Who are you?”  “Does it matter?”  “Well what do you want here?” She glances
at the sky. Raxl also glances up. The evil star is in the sky. The door
opens and Laslo steps out. “Now what do we have here? A little conference in
the dark.”

“The young lady is looking for someone.” Raxl says to Laslo.  “Bring her
inside where it’s warm or send her home.”  The stranger looks at him. “I am
home.”

“I beg your pardon. What did you say?” asks Laslo.  “Home is where we happen
o find ourselves isn’t it?”  Laslo walks towards her. “It may be to you but
this is my home and I don’t like strangers outside the door.” “People are
only strangers until we get to know them. And sometimes we know all about
people without knowing them at all.”  “I don’t follow you.” Laslo says to
her.  “Well you recently married into the Desmond family so this house isn’t
yours.” Laslo glances at Raxl then back at the girl. “Come inside.”  She
enters the foyer and looks around. Laslo and Raxl follow her. Raxl closes
the door behind them.  “Are you hungry?” Laslo asks.  “Well no thanks I had
dinner.”  Laslo walks up to her. “Are you staying in Desmondton?”  “No I’m
staying here.”  “Oh did you invite the young lady?” Laslo asks Raxl.  “I did
not.”  “Oh she was going to before you interrupted. Weren’t you?” She says
to Raxl. “She didn’t want me to go back to Desmondton.”

“The young lady can stay here if she wishes.” Raxl says.  “Is that what you
want?” Laslo asks her.  “I want nothing more than what happens to me. And we
don’t control that do we?”  Laslo looks at Raxl. “You better prepare Miss
Holly’s room.”  “But Miss Holly’s things are there.”  “Do as I say.”  The
girl takes off her coat and Raxl takes it from her to hang it up. “We better
go to the Drawing Room. There is a fire burning in there. It’s right this
way.” Laslo says as he points to the door. “I know.” She says as she leads
the way. Entering the Drawing Room she looks around as Laslo follows her
inside. He closes the doors behind them.

“Would you like something to drink? Some brandy.”  “No thank you I don’t
drink.” she says as she looks around the Drawing Room with a smile. “Of
course you don’t. You’re very young aren’t you?”  “I have no need for
intoxicants.”  “Oh you’re very fortunate. Well do sit down if you’re going
to be here for a while. We might as well get acquainted.”  She walks over to
the couch and sits down. Laslo sits beside her. “Now where are you from?”
Laslo asks. “Oh from the world the same as you.” She says as she looks at
him.  “What is your name?”  “Susan.”

“Susan what?”  “Oh just Susan is enough.” She looks around.  “But you must
have a family name.”  “We all belong to the same family don’t we?” She says
as she looks at him.  “Now look you must have a name. Mine is Mr. Thaxton.  Be
a good girl and tell me what your’s is.”  She stands. “I’m afraid you attach
more importance to names than I do.” She says as she walks around the room.
“Well you must have a father, mother, brothers and sisters. You are very
young to be all alone in the world.”  She walks to the bookcase looking at
the books. Then glances back at Laslo. “Oh no one is alone in the world when
there are millions of us.”  “I see you refuse to answer questions.”  She
walks back towards him. “Oh no I’ll answer your questions if you can just
explain to me why answers are necessary.”  “You have a most original
attitude towards life. Is that typical of the younger set today? I do not
mean to pry but you do arouse my curiosity.” Laslo says looking at her.  She
notices Jacques portrait. “That painting I know that face.”



Cort is sitting at the table reading in Philip’s secret room. The door opens
and Emily steps in. “Cort I thought you had gone to bed.”  Cort glances at
her then away. “I couldn’t sleep.” he says rubbing his head tiredly.  “Well
don’t let me disturb you. I just thought I’d find a book I was looking for
in here that’s all.”  She walks over to the bookcase.  “Are you looking for
the answers in Cousin Philip’s books too?”  “No I’m looking for information
not answers.” Emily says to him.

Cort lays his head on the books.  “What’s the matter?” Emily asks.  “I’m
scared.”

Emily walks up to him. “We mustn’t give in to fear.”  “It’s easy for you to
say.”

“I wish that were true.”  Cort slaps the books with his hand. “Why can’t
things be like they were?” Cort stands and steps away from the table and
turns and looks back at Emily “Desmond Hall used to be peaceful until my
mother married Laslo.”

“Nothing stays the same.” Emily says as she looks through the pile of books
on the table.  “Now everywhere I turn there is a mystery I don’t
understand.”  Emily glances at him. “What’s your mystery Cort?”  “My mother
told me that Jean Paul said Holly went to Europe. Is that true?”  “Well if
Jean Paul said so then I believe him.”  “Then you trust him more than I do.”
“Why shouldn’t you believe him?”

Cort steps up to her. “Because one minute Holly is in the foyer, then the
next minute she’s gone!” Cort says angrily. “I believe what my eyes tell
me.”  “Well do they tell you where she went?”  He looks away. “No but how.
She went through a secret opening in the wall.”  “Cort you’re imaging
things.”  “Oh don’t pretend you don’t know.”  “I’m not pretending anything.”
“Yes you are! You know where Holly went and so does Jean Paul!”  Emily walks
to the door. “I’m not going to stay here and listen to your ridiculous
suspicions.” She turns and walks out.



Laslo looks at the portrait. “Where did that come from? I never had seen it
before.”  “He’s very handsome isn’t he?” Susan says with a smile.  “You said
you knew him.” Laslo asks as he turns and looks at her.  “Now how would I
know him? His picture is in your house.”  “But you recognized his face.” “Oh
you see faces like that all around.”  Laslo turns and looks at the portrait.
“Well I don’t think he’s so special.”  “Oh but look closer. That face has
knowledge that most of us aren’t allowed to have.”  Laslo stares at the
portrait as Emily enters the Drawing room. “Oh excuse me. I didn’t think
there was anyone in here.”  “It’s all right. Please come in. Susan this is
Miss Blair.”  “Hello Miss Blair.”   Emily walks up to them. “Susan refuses
to tell me her last name.” Laslo says to Emily.  “Well it isn’t important.”
Susan tells Emily.  “Well that’s all right. Why don’t you call me, Emily?”

“If your name isn’t important to you what is?” Laslo asks.  “There are many
things. The sky, the sea, the trees outside. All those things are important
to me. Compared to them we’re nothing. No matter what our names are.”  “I
see and nothing else matters?”  “Well not at much as you think it does. But
this magnificent house, all the paintings, precious furniture everything it
doesn’t matter.”  Emily smiles. “Maybe you’re right. Perhaps we do pay too
much too material things.”  “People are what they are not what they own.”
She says looking at Laslo.  “How easy it is for the young to require only
themselves for life.” Laslo says to Susan.  “Don’t tease her.” Emily says to
him.  “It doesn’t bother me. Mr. Thaxton has a lot to learn.”  “Are you
going to teach me?”  “Maybe I will.” She glances at the bookcase. “Oh I love
books.” She walks over to the bookcases. “You know they contain the meaning
of our lives and thoughts.”  “That reminds me. That’s what I came here for
to get a book.”  Susan pulls a book from the shelf. “Here it is.” She hands
it to Emily.  “How did you know?”  “I think this book has everything you
want to know about the Desmonds. Am I right?”  Raxl enters the Drawing Room.
“I have prepared your room.”  “Her name is Susan.” Laslo says to Raxl.  “You
may go upstairs now.” Raxl tells her.  “Oh we just got to know each other.
She has so many unusual opinions. I'd like to talk to her for a little
longer.” Laslo tells them.  “I’m sorry I really am tired. I would like to be
alone.”  “I will show you the way.” Raxl says to her.  “That’s okay I know
the way.” Susan walks out of the Drawing Room. Raxl follows her. Laslo walks
to the doorway of the Drawing Room and watches them go up the staircase, he
turns and looks at Emily. “That girl is odd very odd indeed.”  “She seems
very nice to me. Lively, interested in life.” Emily says as she carries the
book to the desk and sits down.

“But how did she know what book you wanted?”  “Some people have a gift to
find what other people are looking for. It’s unusual but it does happen.”  “But
to know where rooms are in a house you’ve never been and to apparently read
people’s minds.”  Emily glances at him. “There is a great deal about the
human brain that isn’t known yet. I have friends that have studied it at the
Universities. Some have even practiced what is called a kind of
parapsychology I think.” She turns back to the book on the desk.  “But you
must admit it’s unsettling to be with somebody that knows what you are
thinking.”   Cort walks into the Drawing Room.  “Oh Cort you’ve come out of
hiding.” Laslo says to him.  “I wasn’t hiding.” “Your mother was worried
about you.”  “I’m all right.”  “Did you find what you were looking for?”
Emily asks him.  “What were you looking for?” Laslo asks.  Cort stands and
stares at the portrait of Jacques Eloi Des Mondes.” “Who is that?” He turns
and looks at Laslo.  “Where?” Emily asks.  “That painting.”  “Yes who is
that?” Laslo asks.  “It wasn’t here yesterday.” Cort says to Emily.  Emily
stands and walks up to Cort and Laslo. “Your mother found it up in the
attic. She brought it down. Philip hung it there this evening.  The three of
them look at the painting.  “Our little visitor said she recognized the
face.” Laslo says.  “Did she?” Emily says.

“What visitor?” asks Cort.  “Then she said she didn’t but I believe she
does.”

“Will one of you answer my question?” Cort says as he looks at Laslo then
Emily.

“What question?” Emily asks.  “Who is the visitor?”  “Some girl Raxl asked
to spend the night in Holly’s room.” says Laslo.  “Who is she?”  “That my
dear Cort remains a mystery.” Laslo says to Cort.



Raxl shows Susan to her room. “Why have you brought me here? This isn’t
Holly’s room.”  “I’m sure you will find this room most pleasant.”  Susan
turns and starts to walk out of the bedroom. Raxl holds out her arm. “Where
are you going?”  “But I prefer Holly’s room.”  “Holly’s room is not
prepared.”  Susan turns back and looks at the bedroom. “Why are you afraid?”
“I do not frighten easily Miss.” Raxl says as she walks to the bed and pulls
the blankets back.  “Then why won’t you let me sleep in the room Mr. Thaxton
told you to put me in?”  “Mr. Thaxton does not realize how much work is
involved in preparing a room for an unexpected guest.”  Susan walks over to
the bed. “And yet you have many unexpected guests at Desmond Hall.”  Raxl
glances at Susan. “Sometimes.”

“Not sometimes all the time. Like Emily, she’s not a member of the Desmond
family is she?”  “Miss Blair was invited to stay here.”  Susan walks around
the bed to the dressing table. Raxl walks around the bed. “And there was the
woman who was going to marry Mr. Desmond.” Susan raises her hand to her
head. “She arrived unexpectedly as I remember too.”  Raxl approaches her.
“As you remembered? How do you know such things?”  “And there is Holly. Who
was Holly?”  “Mr. Desmonds ward. She came here with us.”  Susan nods. “Now
she’s gone too.”  “You know many things which you should not know.”  Susan
turns away. “I guess she found what she was looking for.” Walking forward
she turns and looks at Raxl. “Are you afraid I’m going to find what I’m
looking for? Is that it?”  Raxl stares at her.



Emily sits on the couch writing notes from the book she is looking at. Laslo
stands behind the couch pouring a drink. Cort stands next to the fireplace
as Laslo walks over to him. “Will you please answer my question. Who is
she?”

“She wouldn’t tell me.”  “It is not like you to not find out what you want
to dear stepfather.”  “Yes perhaps you would be better off with her after
all. You young people aren’t interested in explaining yourself to your
elders.”  “I’ll find her. Where is she?”  “Raxl took her to Holly’s bedroom.
You let me know if you have more success than I did.” Laslo says as he
finishes his drink.  Cort walks to the doorway.  “Leave her alone. If she
doesn’t want to tell us who she is why should she?” Emily says to Cort. Raxl
enters the Drawing Room. “The girl has gone to bed.”  “I’ll find out who she
is tomorrow.” Cort tells them then turns and walks out of the Drawing Room.
.Raxl walks across the room and stands next to the fireplace.  “Shouldn’t we
tell Jean Paul she’s here?” Emily asks.  “No.” Raxl says to her.  “As you
keep reminding me this is his house. I think he aught to be told he has a
guest.”  “He will be told in the morning.” Raxl says as she looks at Laslo.
“Well surely we shouldn’t hide her as if we’re afraid to let him know she is
here.” Laslo says to Raxl.  “He’s sleeping.”  “Sensible fellow, it is late.”
Laslo places his glass on the mantel. “You’re little guest recognized the
portrait.” Laslo says to Raxl.  “What did she say about it?” “Only that she
knew the face. Well you must admit it has a startling resemblance to Jean
Paul.” Laslo says looking up at the portrait.  “The Desmonds has a strong
family resemblance.”  “Which Desmond was this?” “Jacques Eloi Desmond or Des
Mondes as the family was called then.” Emily tells Laslo.  “I never heard of
him.”  “He lived in the 17th century. He founded Maljardin.”  “Well that’s
why Raxl is so entranced with it.” Laslo says looking at Raxl.  Raxl turns
to Laslo. “There was one very much like it hanging in the Great Hall at
Maljardin.”  “To bad our visitor isn’t here to enlighten us further.” Laslo
says as he walks away from Raxl and leaves the Drawing Room.  Raxl walks to
the window and looks out. The evil star is still in the sky. She turns away.
“What is it Raxl?” Emily asks.  “The Master must not know that girl is
here.”



Susan is sleeping when music awakens her. She sits on the side of the bed
and lights a candle. She picks it up and walks across the room to the door.
She opens it and steps into the hallway closing the door behind her.



“He must not find out there is a strange girl in the house.” Raxl tells
Emily as she walks across the room.  “Just a minute Raxl.” Emily says to
her.  Raxl stops and looks back at Emily. “Yes Miss Blair?”  Emily stands
and walks over to her. “Earlier tonight when you came to Jean Paul’s room
and I was there.”  Raxl turns away. “Do not speak of it.”  “You stopped him
from doing something didn’t you?”  Raxl looks at her. “You are safe.”  “I’m
safe from what? From Jean Paul?”  “Miss Blair my Master is not always well.”
Raxl says as she walks away from her. “He’s had such shocks and personal
sorrows that sometimes his mind leaves him momentarily.”  “And when it does,
he’s dangerous to others?” Emily asks.  Raxl looks away.  “Raxl answer me. I
want to help him.” Emily says when Raxl will not answer or look at her.  “You
must not ask me such questions.” Raxl says and walks from the room. She
closes the door behind her, then turns and is startled when she sees Laslo
standing in front of her.  “You weren't telling me the truth Raxl.”  “About
what Mr. Thaxton?”  “I couldn’t resist telling Jean Paul about our young
visitor. And when I went to his room he wasn’t there.”  “I left him there.”

“You left him perhaps but not there. You’ve put him someplace. You have
locked him up. From who? From what?”  Raxl turns and rushes up the staircase



Susan opens the door to Philip’s secret room. She sets the candle down on
the table and walks towards the skeleton. After looking at it she turns and
walks to the table looking at the jars that are sitting on it. She walks to
the bookcase looking at the books when the door opens.  Cort walks in.
“You’re the girl my stepfather has been talking about.”  “Perhaps.” Susan
tells him.  Cort walks closer to her. “My name is Cort.”  “And mine is
Susan.”  “What are you doing in this room?”  She glances around with a
smile. “I like quiet rooms far away from other people.”  “But how did you
find it.” Cort asks.  “Oh it was very easy to find. I think I’ve known it
all along.” she says as she turns towards Cort with a smile.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”  “The music that had awakened her now
plays in the room. Susan is transported to another time. “Come dance with me
Claude one more time. Please just hold me in your arms and dance with me”

A man walks towards her. It could be Cort’s twin. He takes her hand. And
they start to dance the minuet. “Okay my dear Susanne. I came as soon as
your messenger arrived.”  “Don’t leave me alone Claude.”  “Of course. Of
course I shan’t. I’ll be here when you need me.”  “Promise me that forever.”
“I’ll promise whatever you want. You’re the lady of my heart you know that.”
They stop dancing and just hold hands. “Then you must help me. There is no
time to waste.”  He kisses her hand. “Of course I will help you.”  “Papa is
in danger.”

“Danger? Your father?”  She turns away. “He’s pursued every day, every
night.”

“By whom?” He asks touching her arm.  “Oh you will detest me if I tell you.”
“I could never detest you my sweet.”  “It is one of your family, Claude. One
of your kinsman plans to kill him.”  He walks around to face her. Then backs
away.

“Come back Claude come back. Please don’t leave me. Without Papa I’m all
alone in the world.”  Susan comes out of the trance.  “Why are you looking
at me like that?” Cort asks.  “Oh forgive me it’s just that you reminded me
of someone I knew a long time ago.” Susan says then picks up the candle and
leaves Philip’s room.


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Ron and The Boston Babes:
Bella & Daisy

"God is great, beer is good,
and people are crazy."
...Billy Currington


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Episode 134:  Slideshow: http://tinyurl.com/3ao28p

Irene: “Morning comes to Desmond Hall. The long night of mystery and
apprehension has finally passed. The sun wipes the sky clear of the evil
star. Within the family mansion light enters darkened rooms. There is a
newcomer at Desmond Hall, the homeless young girl reveals little about
herself. But her knowledge reaches into secrets she could not possibly know
back when the Desmonds lived in another time.”

Susan stands at the open window in the Drawing Room looking out as Laslo
walks up to her. “You are up early my dear.”  “I like to watch the day
begin.” she says as she leans against the window frame looking at the sky.
“You know each morning the seas, the trees, the rocks they are all reborn.”
“I thought last night you were part of an apparition.” Laslo says to her.
Susan turns and looks at him. “What made you think that?”  “You seem not to
be of this world.”  “Perhaps it’s you who does not belong to the world.”
“You were part of the night and I thought perhaps you had vanished come this
morning.”  “Sorry to disappoint you.” Susan says as she turns away from
him.  “Oh you haven’t disappointed me. I’m pleased you are here. Would you
like some coffee?”  Susan walks back to the window and stands looking out.
“That’s very kind of you.”  “I’ll only be a minute.” Laslo says as he walks
out of the Drawing Room closing the doors behind him. He walks to the
telephone, picks it up and dials Irene’s number. “Irene listen carefully I
must see you at once. No not here I’ll come to you. No I can’t talk but I
think we have found the girl that we need.” He hangs up the phone and
glances at the Drawing Room doors. He gets the coffee tray taking it to the
Drawing Room and pours Susan a cup of coffee. He hands it to her over the
back of the couch. “There drink it while it’s hot.”  Susan is sitting on the
couch as she reaches for the cup. “Oh thank you.”  “I would like nothing
better than to continue our interesting conversation of last night but I’m
afraid I have business to attend to in town.” Laslo says to her as he walks
around the couch and starts for the door.  “Of course.” Susan says looking
up at him.  “Well I don’t like to leave you here alone.”  “Don’t worry I’m
pretty content. You go ahead.” Susan stands holding the cup of coffee.  “Ah
well you have company.” Laslo says as he sees Jean Paul in the doorway.
“Jean Paul this is Susan.” Jean Paul walks into the Drawing Room. “Hello.”
he says with a smile. “Raxl told me about you. I’m sorry I wasn’t here to
greet you last night.” He tells her as he walks over to her. “You will find
this a very active household. Everyone doing his own thing I think you call
it.” Laslo says to her.  Susan glances at him then takes a few steps towards
him. “Don’t you do your own thing Mr. Thaxton?”  “Indeed I do and I’m late.
I leave you with the Master of Desmond Hall.” Laslo says then turns and
walks out of the room.
Susan turns and looks at Jean Paul. “Are you really the Master of Desmond
Hall?”  “Well only in a manner of speaking. This house really belonged to my
brother Philip.”  She nods. “And he’s dead now.” She raises the cup to her
lips and finishes the coffee.  “Yes we believe he is.”  “Don’t you know?”
“I know. He is dead,” Jean Paul says then walks away from her. “When we
arrived here some months ago.”  “From Maljardin?”  Jean Paul turns and looks
at her. “You know a great deal about us.”  “Should I pretend that I don’t
know what I do know?”  Jean Paul glances away. “Raxl said that you asked
about the murderer.”
“I know nothing of any murder.” She says as she walks across the room and
sets her cup on the mantel. “She must have misunderstood me. You see I was
very tired last night and sometimes when I’m tired I say things that don’t
really make sense.”  Jean Paul turns away from her. “Then why did you say
the murderer?”
“Is there a murderer here?”  “No. Desmond Hall is not a haven for
murderers.”
“But Mr. Desmond you were locked in your room last night and couldn’t get
out.” Susan says as she walks up to him.  Philip stands in the doorway.

Laslo arrives at Irene’s cottage. After he walks in and greets her he tells
her why he came. “The point is my dear we need someone.”  “Not just anyone.”
Irene tells him.  “This girl is a natural. She has a second sense. Emily
tried to describe it to me last night but I don’t think I understand. It’s a
knowledge of other people’s thoughts.”  “Who is she?”  “She won’t say. Her
name is Susan and she laughs off any further questions and says they are not
important.”  Irene steps away from him. “She may be dangerous.”
“Dangerous?”  “The powers that once were mine deserted me.”  “This may be
your opportunity to get them back.”  “Will you try to understand? When they
left me they went to someone else. Whoever that is, wherever they are they
will turn them against me.” Irene says as she looks at Laslo.  “Then it may
be to your advantage to see this girl.”  “When my powers left me my safety
left me. Now I’m at the mercy of forces I have no means of controlling or
directing.”  “Then I insist you see this girl.” Laslo says as he walks
closer to her.  “All right. But don’t leave me alone with her.”  “We lost
our self-confidence Irene?”   Irene walks to her altar. “When the candles
died my confidence went too.”  “Well we must find your confidence again so
we can accomplish our purpose.”  Irene glances away from him. “I’m not sure
that I want to.”  “You are much too closely tied to my affairs to ever
consider abandoning them. Do you understand?”  She glances at Laslo. “Is
that a threat?”  “If I fail you fail with me. Oh come now let’s not argue.
We have a course and in that course we may find our strength again.” He says
with a smile as he stands behind her. “Providence may have sent you a means
to regain your powers.”  Irene stares ahead in thought.

Susan walks to the window and looks out. “Are the cliffs down there
dangerous?”  “They can be especially at night or in the fog but by day they
are reasonably safe.” Jean Paul says to her.  Susan glances back at him.
“I’m going to walk along the river edge. Mysteries of nature make our own
seem so unimportant.” She turns and walks through the Drawing Room.  Philip
enters the Drawing Room. “I’ll go with you.”  Susan stops and looks at him.
“But I don’t even know you.”  Jean Paul steps up to them. “Oh I’m sorry this
is my cousin Philip Desmond.” he says to Susan. “This is Susan.” he says to
Philip.  “I’ll just run upstairs to get my coat and then I’ll take you down
along the cliffs.”  “Can I go alone instead?” Susan asks him.  “Well of
course.”  “I like to walk alone when I visit a place for the first time.
Maybe we can walk together another time.” Susan says to Philip.  “Well it’s
rather chilly out there. I think you had better take a coat. Oh could you be
back by lunch?” Jean Paul asks her.  “I will.” Susan says with a smile then
turns and walks away. She stops at the doors of the Drawing Room and turns
looking back at Jacques portrait. Then walks out of the Drawing Room.
Philip turns and walks across the Drawing Room. “It was as if she were
raised in this house. As if she were a Desmond. Where did she come from?”
“She didn’t say. Oh Raxl said you were looking for me last night.”  Philip
looks at Jean Paul. “Yes I wanted you to help me reassure Emily.”  “What’s
the matter with Emily?” Jean Paul asks.  “She was very frightened. She came
to my room.”  “When was that?”  “Shortly after I hung the portrait.” Philip
says as he looks at Jacques portrait.  Jean Paul looks away. “Did the
portrait frighten her?”  “No. No she found a picture in a book. A picture of
four women hanging on a gallows.” Philip says as he walks towards Jean
Paul.  Jean Paul turns away. “I would rather not discuss that.”  “There are
several things you would rather not discuss! For instance this portrait!”
Philip points at Jacques portrait.  Jean Paul walks away from Philip.  “Raxl
tells me there was a duplicate of it at Maljardin.”  “Philip it is not your
concern!” Jean Paul says angrily.  Philip bows his head then looks at Jean
Paul. “I’m only trying to protect you from the evil that haunts our family.”
Jean Paul walks up to him touching his arm. “Please you would do well to
protect yourself and just leave me alone.”  “I was trying to save Emily from
the evil that haunts her.”  Susan stands in the doorway. “The Desmond evil
will not touch Emily. Emily is in no danger. I know it.” She turns and walks
through the foyer.
Philip glances at Jean Paul.

Laslo enter the mansion, Irene is with him. Irene walks through the foyer as
Laslo closes the door. “There are times when I feel like an intruder in this
house.” Irene says. “Nonsense my dear you are a friend of mine and my
friends are welcome here.” He walks to the Drawing Room and looks inside. He
looks back at Irene. “Strange the room is empty. It’s usually full of people
now that Emily is back doing her work. Come in.” He holds his arm out
showing her into the room. Irene steps forward and notices Jacques portrait.
“Oh that’s new isn’t it?” She says as she walks up to it.  “Yes it is one of
Ada’s ancestors. She found it in the attic yesterday.”  “The Desmonds are
such handsome men don’t you think Laslo?”
Laslo stares at the portrait. “No I don’t. You amuse yourself down here and
I’ll go get the girl.”  Irene walks across the room. “You told me you
wouldn’t leave me alone.” “Don’t be silly. You’ll be all right.”  “Please
Laslo.”  “I’ll be right back.” He turns and walks out of the room.  Irene
turns and walks towards Jacques portrait. “You sure have a devilish look in
your eye Jacques Eloi Des Mondes.”  Susan walks in. “Do you always talk to
paintings on the wall?”  Irene turns and walks across the Drawing Room.
“Where did you come from?” “Why is everyone interested in where I came
from?” “You startled me I’m sorry.” Irene says to her.
“I was out walking along the cliffs. There is something purifying about the
air. I don’t know but it seems to free the spirit.”  “Are you in need of
purification?” Irene asks. .Susan walks around Irene studying her. . “Are
you?”  “You must be Susan.”  “Yes I am.” she says with a smile.  “Mr.
Thaxton has been telling me all about you.”  “Mr. Thaxton doesn’t know all
about me.  Irene laughs. “He told me what he knows.” Irene says as she sits
on the couch.  “What he knows are facts. But not necessarily the truth. And
here he comes to ask questions again.” Susan says as she sits on the arm of
the couch.  Irene turns and looks at the doorway.
Laslo walks into the Drawing Room. “She’s not in her room.”  “I can’t be two
places at once can I?” Susan says to Laslo.  “Ah good you’ve met already.”
“Not really. I’m Mrs. Hatter.” Irene says as she holds out her hand.  “Irene
dropped by. I thought you would want to meet her.”  Susan stands and walks
across the room. “Mrs. Hatter didn’t drop by. You brought her.”  “You take
great pleasure in contradicting me.” Laslo says to her.  Irene stands and
walks over to Laslo. “She was walking along the cliff; she probably heard
the car drive up.”
“Perhaps but then again perhaps not.” Susan tells them.  They turn and look
at her. Irene steps towards her. “Laslo tells me you are a stranger in
Desmondton.”
“Am I?”  “Well perhaps he misunderstood. Do you know people here?”  “I know
him and his son. And I know Mr. Desmond.”  “Ah Jean Paul.” Irene says
walking closer to Susan.  “Yes Jean Paul and I know Philip. So you see I’m
not really a stranger.”  “We must introduce you to the young people in
town.”  “I’m not sure I care to.”  “Oh it’s no trouble. I’ll give a little
supper party at my house. We will invite people your own age. Wouldn’t you
like that?”  “No thank you. Such things don’t interest me I’m afraid.”
“What things?”  “You know parties, suppers and dances.”  “At your age there
was nothing I loved more than getting dressed up to go out to a party.”
Susan steps away stopping at the window. Irene follows her. “It’s so
exciting don’t you think. The act of getting into new gowns, boys in tuxedos
and dance music.” Irene looks back at Laslo when Susan doesn’t say anything
to her.  Laslo shrugs. “The young today aren’t like they were in our day
Irene.”  “Why waste time on trivial things when the marvels of the world are
all outside.”  “But that is my world.” Irene tells her.  Susan turns and
looks at Irene. “We each have our own world. I won’t try to make you enter
mine if you don’t try to draw me into yours.”  “I was only trying to make
your stay in Desmond Hall a little more pleasant.”  “Oh but it is very
pleasant here already. I wouldn’t want to change anything.” Susan walks
towards the doorway.  Jean Paul is walking into the Drawing Room when he
sees Susan. “Oh Susan we missed you at lunch.”
“Oh I found an apple tree so I had an apple and some berries. I prefer
natural foods.”  Jean Paul stares at her.  “Look stop worrying about me.
I’ve managed to take care of myself for many years.”  Jean Paul smiles at
her.  “You’re much too young to have had many years to take care of yourself
in.” Irene says to her.
Jean Paul glances at Irene then walks over to her. “Irene what brings you
here?”
“I asked Laslo to bring me up because I wanted to...” She glances at Laslo.
“To find out how Holly is?”  Jean Paul glances away. “Holly is very well,
thank you.”
“Well then you have heard from her.”  “Yes I heard. She hasn’t been so happy
since she left Maljardin.”  Irene steps around Jean Paul. “I’m so pleased to
hear it.” Laslo walks up to Irene. “I must get to my office, I’ll drive you
home.”  “Well so soon? Very well.” She walks up to Irene. “Goodbye Susan you
think over what I suggested. You may find that after a while your stay at
Desmond Hall becomes just a little bit tedious.” “I never find life tedious
wherever I am.” Susan glances away from Irene.  Irene looks at Jean Paul.
“See you soon Jean Paul.” She then walks out of the Drawing Room followed by
Laslo.  Jean Paul steps forward watching them leave the mansion then turns
towards Susan. “Ah Mrs. Hatter is what you call a social leader of the
community. She tries to bring people together.”  Susan walks to the couch
and sits down. “People aren’t ingredients to be brought together in a bowl
and stirred around and passed around like a tray of cookies.”  Jean Paul
sits on the arm of the couch. “You have an unusual way of saying things.” He
says with a laugh.  Susan stands and looks away. “I do?” She is staring
across the room.  “What are you staring at?”  She walks up to Jacques
portrait and leans her elbows on the mantel as she looks at the portrait.
“Who is he?”  Jean Paul stands. “Oh just one of my many ancestors.”  She
touches the portrait. “It’s you Jacques Eloi Des Mondes.” Jean Paul stares
at her. “It is you Jacques Eloi Des Mondes.” Susan repeats.  “What did you
say?”  Susan bows her head then turns towards Jean Paul. “When?” Jean Paul
walks up to her. “How did you know his name?”  “I don’t know. I’ve never
heard of him. Who is he?”  “Jacques Eloi Des Mondes.” Jean Paul says to her.
“I’ve never heard of him.” “You just said his name. I heard you.”  Susan
walks away and sits on the couch. “Perhaps it wasn’t my voice you heard.”
Jean Paul sits next to her. “Now listen are you trying to play games?”
Susan looks at him then away. “Why should I do that? “  “I don’t
understand.”  “There is much in life we don’t understand.” She looks at Jean
Paul. “There are voices from the past, voices from the distance calling us
to help. We must listen to them and accept them.”
Jean Paul glances at Jacques portrait. “Those voices can bring evil.”  “No
they lead us to a clear understanding of ourselves. We must embrace them for
our own survival.”  “Now listen you are very young Susan. You haven’t really
been up against the wall.”  “The young have been forced up against the wall
sooner than you think.”  “Yes but you haven’t had to make compromises or
concessions to get what you want.”  “How do you know what life has forced me
to do? How can you recognize another’s destiny when you won’t even face your
own?” Susan stands and starts to leave the room.  “No listen come back.”
Jean Paul calls to her as he stands.  Susan stops and looks back at him. “No
I’m going outside where the trees accept their fate and the birds fly into
danger without fear, living their lives moment to moment without knowledge
of the past or the future as we should do.” Susan says to him them walks out
of the room.  Jean Paul turns and sits back on the couch staring into the
flames of the fireplace deep in thought.

Irene enters her cottage followed by Laslo. “No Laslo. Each time you find
what you think is the answer we end in failure.”  “She’s a remarkable girl.”
Laslo says as he throws his coat over the back of the couch.  “I think she’s
rather ordinary like most of her generation. Really, those cloths and that
narcissistic self-preoccupation.”  “I tell you she has strange powers.”
Irene turns away from Laslo. “I saw no evidence of this unless rudeness is a
power.”  “She could be useful to us.”  “In what way?”  “For our coven.”
Irene walks away from Laslo and sits on the couch. “We no longer have a
coven.”  “What do you mean?”  “I have been warned. I have already lost my
powers I will not risk my life as well.”  Laslo sits down next to her. “Risk
your life?”  “Who ever has taken over my powers will not rest until they
have my life.”  “That girl has frightened you.”  “Yes I am frightened but
not of this girl. Now I am at the mercy of time. I thought that I could keep
the ravages of the years away from me, I thought that I could suspend the
passage of time.” Irene stands and walks across the room. “Then I let myself
be persuaded to join you in your plans.”  Laslo stands and walks over to
Irene. Standing behind her he holds her by her arms. “They are our plans.”
Irene pulls away from him. “No not mine yours.” She glances back at him.
“And now I am powerless, I can’t help you. I can’t help myself.”  “You can’t
give it up just like that!” Laslo says as he walks up to her.  “I didn’t
give it up. It was taken from me.” Irene says as she walks away from Laslo.
“We will talk about this when you are not so upset.”  Irene turns towards
him. “No it’s over we have failed.”  “We’ve failed because you are clumsy.”
“No Laslo we have failed because you have tried to use the powers of others
for your own purposes.”  Laslo walks towards her. “If you give it up that
will be the end between us. You realize that.”  “So be it. I’ll wait until
my spirits speak to me again, if they ever do.” She glances at Laslo and
walks out of the room.  Laslo grabs his coat and angrily walks out of the
cottage.

Jean Paul is coming down the staircase as Philip is walking through the
foyer. Philip waits for him at the bottom of the staircase. “I was just
going up to talk to you.” Philip says to him.  “Look Philip I think we have
talked enough for one day.”
Philip glances away “Yes I’m sorry.”  “No I’m sorry; it’s just that I’m in a
retched mood.” Jean Paul says as he touches Philip’s arm.  Philip smiles.
“We are all in a retched mood today. Look I just saw Mrs. Thaxton, she said
that Laslo was taking she and Cort out to dinner.”  “Oh well Raxl will
prepare our dinner.”  “No wait why don’t we all go out to dinner.”   “Why
should we do that?”  “It might put you in a better frame of mind for one
thing.”  “No I’d rather not.”  Philip smiles at him. “Emily is depressed
upstairs; it might cheer her up too.” Philip says as he walks behind Jean
Paul then puts his hand on Jean Paul’s shoulder.  “She may prefer to stay
in.”  “I won’t accept no for an answer. Now you have to try to be a better
host to your guests.”  “Philip I can’t.” Jean Paul starts to walk away from
him.  “Susan’s a lot younger than we are, she might like some excitement.
See new faces.”  “She almost seems happiest when she’s alone.”  “Well I’ll
ask her and you ask Emily.”  Jean Paul nods. “All right I’ll think about
it.”  “Don’t think about it. Do it or I will.”  “All right.” Jean Paul says
as he touches Philip’s arm then turns and walks up the staircase.  Philip
watches him as Susan walks in from the outside. “It would be wise if you
made other plans for tonight.” Susan says to him.
“Our plans are set. We are going out to dinner. You and I, Jean Paul and
Emily. Wouldn’t you like that?”  “It doesn’t matter about me but you stay
away from Jean Paul tonight.” Susan says then turns away and starts to walk
up the staircase. On the stairs she stops and looks back at Philip. “What
ever you do don’t be alone with your cousin tonight.” Susan walks up the
remaining stairs.

Summary by Debby Graham & Slideshowby Ron Janick

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Raxl: “Late afternoon at Desmond Hall, the last hazy light of afternoon is
obscured by mists from the forests. It is almost as if the earth is
struggling to hide its secrets as the Master of Desmond Hall Jean Paul
Desmond must struggle to hide his. No one must know he is the victim of a
curse. A curse that compels him to kill. But two people seem perilously
close to finding out. One is a strange young girl with extraordinary and
unexplainable powers of perception; the other is Philip Desmond who is close
to possessing dangerous new knowledge. Knowledge which may on this day
destroy him.”



“Susan, wait a minute.” Philip calls out to her.  Susan stops on the landing
at the top of the staircase and looks down at Philip. “What?”  “I’d like to
talk to you.”  Susan walks down the staircase stopping in front of Philip.
“I suppose you want me to explain what I said?”  “Of course I do. You just
can’t make a statement like that and walk away.”  “Well the trouble is I
can’t explain.”  “What?” Philip asks.

“Well sometimes I say things I don’t understand. I just say it.” Susan says
as she turns away from Philip.

“Would you mind coming into the Drawing Room with me please?” Philip says to
her then walks to the Drawing Room door opens them and walks in with Susan
following him. He closes the doors behind him.  “Why are you closing the
doors?”

Philip turns and looks at her. “I don’t want anyone to hear us.”  “Why? Why
do people in this house like to keep secrets?”  Philip walks up to her. “It
seems you know the secrets of Desmond Hall.”  She looks away. “I know some
of them.”

“Such as?”  Susan looks at him. “I know you should stay away from Jean Paul
tonight.”  “But you don’t know why?”   Susan walks across the room. “No it’s
just a feeling I have. I can’t explain it.”  Philip comes up behind her.
“What would give you this feeling? Something Jean Paul did or said?”  Susan
shakes her head and walks away from him. “No I only met Jean Paul this
morning and well he didn’t say or do anything out of the ordinary.” She says
as she turns and looks at him.

Philip walks over to her. “But you did know he wasn’t in his room last
night. How did you know that?”  “I just knew.”  “What else do you know about
Jean Paul?”

“I know he has a secret.”  “What is it?”  “I don’t know. But I just know you
should stay away from him tonight.”  “What will happen to me if I don’t?”  “You
could die.”  “Die?”  “Just be very careful tonight.” She says as she walks
away from him.  Philip grabs her arm and turns her around. “Now wait a
minute.”  “I can’t tell you anymore. That’s all I know.” Susan says looking
at him.  Philip smiles. “You are a very strange girl.”  “People have told me
that before. Are we still going to dinner?”  “Yes of course.”


“Well I better change.” Susan says glancing at her cloths then rushing from
the Drawing Room.  Jean Paul sits on his bed in his room as Raxl walks over
to him. “But she is dangerous Master.”  “Raxl I wouldn’t call her that.”
Jean Paul says to Raxl.  “But she knows things that she should not know. She
knows about Helena and about Holly.”  “Well possibly somebody told her.”  Raxl
walks across the room. “When she came to the house last night she had never
been here before. Yet she knew the house and everyone in it.” Raxl stands
across the bed from Jean Paul.  Jean Paul stands. “Raxl there is such a
thing as extra sensory perception. A perception that is beyond the ordinary
senses. Now it is very possible that Susan possesses this kind of power.” he
says as he walks across the room.  Raxl walks up to him. “But what if she
knows about you?”  Jean Paul shakes his head. “No I’ve talked to her and she
isn’t the slightest bit afraid of me.”  “But she asked to see the murderer!”
“And she did not know what she meant.” Jean Paul says then walks away.  “Send
her away for your own sake.”

“No. No I want to learn more about her. Perhaps I will tonight.”  Raxl turns
and looks at him. “Tonight?”  “Yes. Philip has asked me to join him for
dinner tonight in town.” Jean Paul tells her as he walks to a chair and sits
down. “I might find out more about Susan.”  Raxl walks over to him. “But you
cannot leave this house tonight.”  Jean Paul looks at her. “The danger is
over.”  “You can not be sure of that.”  “I’ve already over come it Raxl. The
star has never appeared on two successive nights.” “But you can not be
certain. It might appear again you are not certain of that.”  “How can I
refuse without raising suspicion?”  “You must not leave this house tonight.
Do not tempt the fates that control your destiny or they may destroy
you.”  Jean
Paul looks away from Raxl.



Philip and Emily are talking together in the Drawing Room. “Jean Paul didn’t
ask you?” Philip asks.  “No I passed him in the hall and he didn’t say a
word.”  “Well then I’ll ask you. Would you join us for dinner tonight?”
Philip asks her with a smile.  “I’d love to.”  “Good.” Philip says to Emily.
“I’m glad that Jean Paul will be getting out of the house. To be honest I’ve
been worrying about him.”  “Why?”

“Sometimes he behaves so strangely, last night for instance.”  “What
happened last night?”  “I went to his room and told him about the picture.
The picture of the four women hanging.”  “And?”  “He wouldn’t talk to me. He
told me to leave.”

“Why?”  “He wouldn’t say why. And then Raxl appeared and the two of them
went off together without a word.”  Philip walks behind Emily and stands on
her other side. “I know he spent the night in another part of the house too.
I wonder why he did that?”  “Before Raxl appeared suddenly he stopped
talking and he just looked at me and I had the oddest feeling.”  “What kind
of feeling?”  “No never mind. I shouldn’t say anymore. What I was about to
say was very foolish.”

“Well say it anyway.” he says walking around her.  Emily turns and looks at
him. “I had the feeling that Jean Paul wanted to kill me.”  “Kill you?”  “I
told you it was foolish.”  “What gave you that feeling?”  Emily turns and
walks away from Philip. “The way he looked at me. His eyes were strange and
cold.”  “Go on.” Philip says.  “The expression on his face was I don’t know.
It’s ridiculous, why would Jean Paul harm me?”  “I don’t know.” Philip says
as he walks up to Emily.  “Well he wouldn’t. See it was the picture it must
have upset me. My imagination was working over time.”  “Well maybe, maybe
not. All the same I’m glad you told me.”

Raxl enters the Drawing Room. “Mr. Philip?” Philip glances up. “Yes?”  “My
Master asked me to find you. He will not be having dinner with you tonight.”

Philip walks up to her. “Why not?”  “He has other plans.”  “What are they?”

“He did not say, just that you must have dinner without him. That’s all he
said.”

“All right thank you Raxl.” Philip says as he turns away from her. Raxl bows
and leaves the room.  Philip walks across the room. “Well?”  Emily walks
over to him. “I do wish Jean Paul would change his mind. It would do him a
lot of good to get out of this house.”  “I just may be closer than I
thought.” Philip says.  “Closer to what?”  “To finding the secret of Desmond
Hall.”



Jean Paul stands in his room with his arms crossed when there is a knock at
the door. He looks up. “Yes?”  The door opens and Philip glances into the
room.  “Cousin?”  “What is it?”  “Can’t I persuade you to have dinner with
us?”  “I’m afraid you can’t. I’m sorry.”  “Emily and Susan will be very
disappointed.” Philip says to him.  Jean Paul smiles. “Well I’m sure the
three of you will have a good time.”  Jean Paul says then walks across the
room.  “Raxl says you have other plans. Would you mind telling me what they
are?”  “I’m afraid I would mind.”  “Do I ask too many questions cousin?”  Jean
Paul looks away from him. “Sometimes.”  “Well sometimes it’s the only way to
get answers.”  Jean Paul turns and looks at Philip. “Answers to what?”
  “Mysteries.”
  “Am I a mystery?”  “Well I don’t understand you.”  Jean Paul walks up to
him. “Please don’t try.”  “Well if you definitely decided not to come with
us.”  “I have but you’re going to be rather late, you better go.” Jean Paul
says to Philip as he opens the door.  “Well goodnight then.” Philip says as
he walks out of the room.  “Goodnight.” Jean Paul tells him then closes the
door behind Philip.  Philip stands in the hallway turns and raises his hand
to knock again then changing his mind he turns and walks away.



Susan is walking down the staircase. Emily is standing in the foyer waiting
for her. “You look lovely.” Emily says to her.  “I look like me, that’s all
that matters.”

Emily is trying to fasten a necklace around her neck. Susan reaches up to
help her. “When I was your age I used to love pretty cloths. I still do.”
Emily says to her.  “Then we are interested in different things.  Emily
glances back at Susan. “What are you interested in?”  “Oh people and just
living I guess.” She finishes fastening Emily’s necklace. “There.”  Emily
touches the necklace the looks at Susan. “Have you been like that
always?”  “Always.”
Susan says as she stands with her hands on her waist. “I wouldn’t know how
to be different.”  Emily touches Susan’s shoulder. “Then don’t try.” She
turns and sees Philip coming down the staircase. “Is Jean Paul coming?”
Emily asks him.  “No he refuses.”  “You couldn’t get him to change his
mind?”  “No he says he has other plans, he wouldn’t say anything more.”  “I’m
disappointed.” Emily says to Philip.  “So am I. Well if we are going we
might as well go. Are you ready Susan?”  “Yes.”  “Well shall we.” He lets
Susan and Emily go before him to collect their coats.  Raxl walks down the
staircase and watches them. Philip glances back at her, then walks over to
the staircase. “Raxl did you want something?”  “No goodnight.” She says with
a slight smile.  “Goodnight.”  Raxl turns and walks up the stairs. Turning
Philip walks outside as he follows Emily and Susan. He stands holding the
door.  “Is something wrong?” Emily asks. “I was just thinking.” Philip says
as he walks up to them. “I couldn’t understand why Jean Paul wouldn’t come
with us tonight.”  “Why don’t you go back and talk to him again. Maybe you
can get him to change his mind.” Emily says to Philip.  “I doubt that.”  “You
could try. I could drive Susan to the Inn and you can meet us there later.”
“Well if you really wouldn’t mind doing that I would like to talk to Jean
Paul again.”  “No I don’t mind.” Emily says to him.  “All right I’ll meet
you in a few minutes.” Philip says as he smiles at her then walks back to
the mansion door.  Susan looks at him.  “Don’t go back into that house!”  “But
why?”  “You are in danger there.”  “From what?”  “I don’t know but danger is
there.” Philip laughs. “Another of your feelings?”  “Yes if that is what you
want to call it.”  “It’s just made me more curious. I’ll see you in a few
minutes.” He says as he touches her shoulder then turns and walks back into
the mansion.  Susan walks up to Emily. “He shouldn’t have gone back into the
house.” “What can possibly happen to him?”  “I don’t know but something
will."  Emily wraps her coat more tightly around her and takes Susan’s arm.
“Come on Susan.



Raxl enters Jean Paul’s room. “Everyone is gone. We are alone in the house.”
Raxl says to Jean Paul.  “Good.” Jean Paul says as he stands.  “You were
wise to stay in tonight.”  Jean Paul nods. “Yes I just hope my excuse would
work. I was trying to think of...” He bends over in pain as the heartbeat
starts.  “Is it?”

Jean Paul sits down on the bed. “The heartbeat, the heartbeat!” he says bent
over in pain.  Raxl rushes to the window and looks out. “The evil star has
appeared again.” She says as Jean Paul sits breathing heavily in
agony.   Philip
walks through the hallway to Jean Paul’s room. He stops outside the door
when he hears Jean Paul’s voice.  “You know what must be done?”  “Yes I will
take you to the tower room and lock the door. I have the key.” Raxl tells
him with her arm around his shoulder.  “Good and remember to leave me there
until dawn. If anyone asks where I am just say I left the house. We will
think of an excuse in the morning.”  “No one will find you. I will hide the
key.”  Philip still stands outside the open bedroom door.  “Come quickly.
There isn’t a moment to lose.” Jean Paul says to Raxl.  Philip rushes down
the hallway and stands in the doorway of another bedroom as Jean Paul and
Raxl come out of the bedroom. Raxl is helping Jean Paul walk down the
hallway.  Philip follows behind them at a distance.  Arriving in the tower
Raxl unlocks the door and follows Jean Paul into the room, closing the door
behind her.  Philip walks to the door and puts his ear against it. When he
hears the door begin to open he hides down the passageway.  Raxl closes and
locks the door, then turning she walks away.  Philip follows her.  Raxl
enters Jean Paul's bedroom carrying the key in her hand. She glances around
then walks to the flowers. She hides the key in the vase.  Philip stands on
the side of the door where he can watch Raxl. He smiles after she hides the
key then nods to himself.



Jean Paul stands in the tower room with only a single candle for light. He
turns when he hears the door being unlocked. “Raxl?”  The door opens and
Philip steps into the room. Jean Paul stares at him.  “Hello cousin.” Philip
says to him.

“What are you doing here?” Jean Paul asks.  “I might ask you the same
question.” Philip says as he closes the door.  “Listen! Go now!”  “I’m not
leaving until I find out what you are doing here?”  Jean Paul turns away
from Philip. “You shouldn’t have closed that door.”  “Why? Am I in some kind
of danger?”  “You may be.”  Philip walks up behind him. “Now what danger am
I in?”  “Oh you’re a fool!” Jean Paul shouts.  “Am I cousin?”  Jean Paul
turns and looks at him, he then rushes to the wall He looks back at Philip.
“Listen how did you find your way up here?”  “Is that really important?”  “You
only pretended to leave this house. You have been spying on us.”  “No I came
back to try to persuade you to go to dinner with us. I overheard you and
Raxl talking. I was curious. I still am.”  “Where did you get the key? From
Raxl?”  “No I saw where she hid it then I simply went and took it and here I
am.”  Jean Paul turns away from him. “You are too inquisitive for your own
good.”  “Is that a threat?”  “It’s not a threat. It’s a warning. No go
please.”  “What will happen to me if I don’t?”  “Look don’t ask anymore
questions. Just go please.”  “Why are you here? Why are you locked in this
room?”  Jean Paul leans against the wall with his back towards Philip. “I
can’t tell you that!”  “Can’t tell me or won’t!”  “Have it either way just
go!”  “And why are you so frightened?”  “Don’t ask for an explanation!” Jean
Paul shouts turning towards Philip.  “I am asking!” Philip shouts back. “You
are here because of the Desmond curse aren’t you?”  Jean Paul looks at him
then walks across the room.

Philip follows him and stands behind him. “Jean Paul what is the curse?”  “If
you knew you would leave now!”  “I am not leaving here until you answer my
question.”  “The Desmond curse will not affect you, only me!”  “You still
haven’t answered my question.”  Jean Paul turns towards him angrily. “Philip
leave now go!”  Philip shakes his head no.  “Please! Please!” Jean Paul
begs.  “No, no I’m not leaving here you must know that.”  Jean Paul rushes
to the door and opens it. “Raxl! Raxl!” he shouts.  Philip walks over to
him. “She can’t hear you Jean Paul!”

Jean Paul closes the door and turns towards Philip. “Listen Philip if you
would only listen to me for a moment.” He gasps in pain gripping his
hand.  “What’s
wrong?” Philip asks as he looks at Jean Paul’s hand. The Mark of Death has
appeared on it. He glances up at Jean Paul. “What are you doing? Jean Paul?
Why don’t you answer me?”  Jean Paul turns away as he faces the door.  “What
has happened to you?”  Jean Paul slowly turns and looks at Philip.  “Jean
Paul what’s wrong?”  Jean Paul walks towards him as Philip backs away.
   “Answer
me what is it?”  Jean Paul reaches up and grabs Philip around the throat
strangling him.  Philip breaks free and pulls out the totem.  Jean Paul
looks at the totem then at Philip and grabs him around the neck. Philip
drops the totem as he falls on the floor with Jean Paul’s hands squeezing
his throat.


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Cort: “Night at Desmond Hall and the Great House is enveloped in ominous
darkness. There is only one star in an otherwise starless sky. It is an evil
star for when it appears in the heavens Jean Paul Desmond the Master of
Desmond Hall is the victim of a curse. A curse that compels him to kill. On
this night he has locked himself in a tower room believing he is safe. But
one cunning man has found him and with this discovery a new reign of terror
will begin.”



Laying on the floor with Jean Paul on top of him with his hands around
Philip’s throat Philip reaches out and grabs the totem. He places it against
Jean Paul’s hands. Philip is able to throw Jean Paul off of him. Philip
stands and rushes for the door. Jean Paul comes after him. Philip raises the
totem in front of Jean Paul. “Orendo, Orendo please protect me from the evil
that seeks to destroy me.”

Jean Paul opens his hand, looks at it and rushes to the table kneeling on
the floor.  “That mark?” Philip says standing across from Jean Paul.  Jean
Paul opens his hand and watches as the Mark of Death fades away.  “It’s
gone.” Philip says watching Jean Paul.  Jean Paul stands and faces away from
Philip. “I almost killed you.”  “You sound as if you are talking about
somebody else.” Philip says as puts his hand to his throat.  “Do I?”  “Why
did you do it?”  “Listen I shall try not to harm you again but just get out
of this room.”  “Not until you answered my question. Why did you do it?”  “I
didn’t know what I was doing.”  “You call that an explanation?”  “It is the
only explanation I can give. Now go!” Jean Paul says as he looks at his
hands.  “I believed you were mad for a moment. The expression on your face
was a look of pure insanity.”  Jean Paul turns and looks at him. He shakes
his head and walks away from Philip. “Perhaps I am insane.”

“Are you? Or are you under the influence of some evil that you can’t
control?”

“Perhaps both.”  “Is this part of the Desmond curse?”  “How can you stand
there talking to me? Aren’t you afraid?” Jean Paul shouts as he walks across
the room.

“My totem protects me. Let me see your hand.”  Jean Paul opens his hand and
shows it to Philip.  “There was something there. A mark of some kind but it
has disappeared now.” Philip says then looks up at Jean Paul.  “I’ve
answered enough questions.”  “It’s part of the curse isn’t it?”  Jean Paul
looks away from Philip.  “All right Jean Paul you needn’t tell me anymore.”
Philip says as he turns towards the door.  “Where are you going?”  “To call
the police.”  “Will you tell them that I am cursed?” Jean Paul asks
sarcastically.  “I’ll tell them you tried to kill me.”  “Remember it’s your
word against mine.”  “Are you planning to lie?”

“I’m not planning anything. My fate is in your hands now.” Jean Paul says as
he looks at Philip.  Philip looks back at him.



Emily, Susan and Cort enter the mansion. Emily walks through the foyer as
she takes off her gloves. Cort walks into the Drawing Room looks around and
walks out stopping in front of Emily. “He’s not here.”  Emily glances at the
staircase. “Philip? Jean Paul, Philip!” She calls out.  Raxl walks through
the hallway stopping at the top of the staircase. “My Master is
sleeping.”  “And
Philip?”  “Isn’t he with you?” Raxl asks as she walks down the staircase.  “No
we went on without him. He never showed up in town.”  “But I saw you leave
the house together. I saw you go.”  “Philip came back. He wanted to persuade
Jean Paul to change his mind and come with us.”  Susan walks up to Emily. “I
told him not to but he wouldn’t listen to me.”  “Haven’t you seen him?”
Emily asks.  “No.”  “Well that’s odd. Where could he be?”  “Oh he must be in
the house somewhere. I’ll go and find him.”  “So will I.” Cort says as he
follows Raxl up the staircase.  “I don’t understand Philip. This isn’t like
him. Is it possible that anything could have happened to him?” Emily says to
Susan.  “Well anything is possible.” Susan tells her as she steps closer. To
Emily.  “But what could have happened? And why isn’t he here? Where could he
possibly be?”



Philip looks at Jean Paul. “You refuse?”  Jean Paul turns away from him. “I
cannot tell you anymore.”  Philip walks up to him. “All right perhaps Raxl
can tell me.”  “All right question Raxl. Call the police, do what you want.
It doesn’t matter anymore.”  “Don’t you care what happens to you?”  “I gave
up caring a long time ago.”  “I’ll lock the door behind me.” Philip tells
him as he walks to the door. “I’ll be back later.  “With the police?” Jean
Paul asks him.  Philip glances back at him. “With the police.”  “I’ll be
ready.”  Philip stands and looks at him. “What are you going to say to
them?”  “I’m sorry cousin but you will have to wait for the answer to that
question.” He turns and looks at Philip.  Philip walks out of the room
locking the door behind him.  Cort walks up to him as Philip turns away from
the door. “So here you are.”  Philip smiles. “I didn’t see you come up.”  “I’ve
been looking all over for you. What are you doing at the tower room? No one
ever comes here.”  “I was just looking for something. But what about you, I
thought you had gone out for the evening.” “Well I met Emily and Susan in
town. They were waiting for you, you were supposed to meet them.”  “Where
are they now?”

“Downstairs Emily has been very worried about you.”  “Would you mind telling
them I’m alright and I’ll be down in a minute?”  “What’s happened? Where did
you get the marks?”  “A slight accident.” Philip says with a laugh.  “What
kind of accident?”  “Oh nothing serious. Do you mind telling her I’ll be
down in a minute?”  “Alright!” Cort says then walks away. Philip turns and
walks away in the opposite direction.



Raxl is in Jean Paul’s room looking for the key in the vase as Philip stands
in the doorway. “Were you looking for this?” He shows the key to Raxl.  Raxl
steps back from Philip. “Where did you get that?”  “From the vase.” Philip
tells her as he walks into the room. “I saw you hide it there.”  “Why are
you spying on me?”

“I heard you and Jean Paul talking. I heard him ask you to take him to the
tower. And I saw you go there.”  Raxl walks up to him. “You did not go in
there did you?”

“Yes I did.”  “What did Jean Paul say to you?”  “He tried to kill me.”
“No!”

“Raxl I know the truth.”  “What do you know?”  “I know that Jean Paul is
cursed. And that his curse forces him to kill.”  “It is not my Master. It is
the evil demons that possess him. My Master is an innocent man.”  “How is he
cursed?”  “He did not tell you?”  “I want you to tell me.”  “It happened at
Maljardin. He made a pact with the powers of darkness.” Raxl tells him as
she walks away from him.  “Why?”  Raxl turns and looks at him. “Erica was
dead. More than anything in this life my Master wanted her to return. So he
made a pact, she returned but brought the powers of darkness with her.”  “And
what happened to Erica?”  “She returned to the land of the dead when
Maljardin burned.”  “And the curse remains with Jean Paul?”  Raxl walks up
to him. “He tries to fight it! That is why he ordered me to lock him in the
tower room.” She turns away.  Philip grabs her shoulder and turns her
around. “Raxl look at me and tell me the truth. Has Jean Paul killed before?
Is he a murderer?”  “What did he tell you?”  Philip releases her. “I’m
asking you.”  Raxl glances at him. “He did not kill you. You managed to
escape.”

“But there were others? And what about that girl that lived here before
Agatha Pruett? Did he kill her?”  “I do not know.” Raxl says as she glances
away.  “Are you telling me the truth?”  “Yes, I do not know what happened to
that girl. That is the truth.”  “Is there a way to end the curse?”  Raxl
shakes her head. “Oh I’ve tried.”  “But obviously failed.”  “There must be a
way!” Raxl says looking at Philip.

“But you haven’t found it yet.” Philip steps away from Raxl. “Raxl don’t you
understand that everybody in this house is in danger as long as Jean Paul is
free!”   Raxl looks at him. “What are you going to do?”  “The only thing I
can do. Go to the police.”  “What will you tell them? There is no proof that
my Master is a murderer.” Philip looks back at her. “He tried to kill me!”
Philip shouts as he walks across the room. “He should be judged insane and
put away where he can’t do anybody any harm!”  Raxl turns to him. “You can’t
do that to him!” she cries out.

“I can’t endanger other people, innocent people because we want him to go
free!”

“You can help him! He needs your help!”  “How?” Philip asks as he walks away
from Raxl.  Raxl walks up behind him. “Help him how I help him. Guard him,
protect him from the evil demons that control him.”  “And risk the lives of
everyone in this house.”  “He has never harmed anyone in this house!”  “Not
yet but he might!”  Raxl shakes her head as she looks at Philip. “You think
by putting my Master in prison that that will end the curse? If you do you
are wrong.”  “What do you mean?”  “My Master could die but the curse will
continue.”  “How?”  “It passes from generation to generation. If my Master
dies it will pass on to the next Desmond. The one with the closest blood
ties to my Master.”  “Cort.” Philip says looking away.  “Yes and if he dies
it will pass on to you.”  Philip stares ahead then looks at Raxl. “How do
you know this?”  “I know.”  “How do I know you are telling the truth?”  “You
don’t.”  “Raxl I know you would say anything to save Jean Paul.”  “That is
true. But you must consider what I have just told you. You have no other
choice.”  Philip glances away then walks to the door.  “Where are you
going?”  “Downstairs to think.”  Raxl looks at him. “Yes think and decide
what you must do.”  Philip stares at Raxl and walks out of the room.



Cort is talking to Emily in the Drawing room. “He was coming from the
tower.” Cort tells her as he walks behind the couch on which Emily is
sitting.  “The tower?” Emily asks.  “It’s at the top of the house. We keep
it locked. Nobody ever goes there. He really didn’t explain why he was
coming from there.” He tells Emily as he stands at the end of the couch
facing Emily.  Philip stands in the doorway. “I thought I had. I was looking
for a book.”  “In the tower?” Cort asks.

“Well I searched all over the house but I didn’t find it. I’m sorry I kept
you waiting.” He says to Emily as he sits down next to her.  “That’s all
right but what happened to you? Where did you get the marks?” Emily says as
she looks at Philip.  “I had a slight accident. I slipped and fell down the
stairs.” Philip tells her with a smile.

“Were you badly hurt?”  “No not at all. But that’s what delayed me.”  “Did
you call the doctor?”  “No that’s not necessary I’m all right. But I am
sorry I spoiled your evening. Have you eaten?”  “No we were waiting for
you.”  “I do apologize you must eat. Surely there must be something in the
kitchen.”  “Susan’s in there now looking for something.”  Philip looks at
Cort. “Well Cort would you mind helping Susan. You know the kitchen better
than she does.”  Cort looks at him. “What book were you looking for?”  “The
River Caves of Desmondton.”  Cort walks to the bookcases and pulls a book
from the shelf. He glances at the cover. “Here it is.” He shows it to
Philip.  Philip laughs. “I didn’t see it. How foolish of me.”  Cort walks
towards him. “Let’s get this straight. You were up in the tower looking for
a book and Emily and Susan were in town waiting for you.”  Philip stands.
“Well I didn’t think I would have to search so long for it. I thought I’d
find it right away.” He says as he walks to the fireplace and glances at
Cort.  Cort brings him the book. “Why did you want to find it? What’s so
important about a book?”  Philip smiles as he takes the book. “So many
questions. Can’t we talk later?”  “So that you can think of some
answers.”  “Now
why would I lie to you?”  “I don’t know. Why would you?”  “Cort go in the
kitchen and help Susan. I’ll be in there in a minute.” Emily says.  Cort
looks at her. “Do I take orders from my houseguests in my house?”  “I’m
sorry I didn’t mean it that way. I would like to talk to Philip for a
moment.”  Cort looks at Philip. “Well go ahead.” He glances back at Emily.
“Maybe you can get some truth out of him. Go ahead and good luck.” Cort says
angrily as he walks out of the room.  Philip sighs as Emily watches him. “I
know there is something going on. I wish you would tell me about it.”  Philip
glances at her. “I told you all I can tell you.”  “But...I’m afraid I have
to agree with Cort. None of it makes any sense.”  Philip walks over to the
couch and sits next to Emily. “Emily do you trust me?”  “Yes I do.”  “Then
don’t ask any questions right now. Because I can’t give you the answers.”
Philip says as he looks away from her.

“Well when can you answer?”  “When I make a decision.”  “About what?”  “I
can’t tell you.” He looks back at her. “I just have to ask you to trust me
and go along with me. And I’ll tell you everything as soon as the right time
comes. Right now I just have to think.”  Emily glances away then back at
Philip. “All right Philip I guess I can’t argue with you. I’ll be in the
kitchen if you need me.” She stands and walks out of the Drawing Room.  Philip
watches her then stands and walks into the foyer. He looks at the telephone.



Raxl and Jean Paul talk in the tower room. “You told him what?” Jean Paul
asks her.  “That the curse passes from generation to generation. It does not
end with you.”  “But that isn’t true.”  “It might be, you do not know.”  “What
did he say?”

“He said he would think that is all.”  “Do you think he has changed his mind
about calling the police?”  “I believe he will. I believe he will protect
you until the curse is broken.”  Jean Paul laughs. “The curse will never be
broken.”  “Don’t give up hope Master. If Philip decides to help you.”  “How
can I expect him to help me for the rest of his life? How can I expect you
or anybody.” Jean Paul says as he walks away from Raxl.  “But there may be a
way to end the curse!”  “You have said that a hundred times before!” He says
to her. “Now have you found a way?”

“No but that doesn’t mean to say that I won’t.”  “It’s hopeless going on
hoping like this. Hoping for something that will never happen!” Jean Paul
says as he starts pacing around the room.  “Don’t say that Master.”  “Raxl
last night I survived and today I had some hope. Then tonight the star
appeared again and the agony was worse than ever before. Now the star may
appear again. Appear tomorrow night and the night after that and the night
after that until I either go mad or I kill again!” Jean Paul shouts. “Now I
would rather die or spend the rest of my life in prison than to face a
future like that!”  Raxl rushes up to him. “You don’t know what you are
saying Master!”  “I do know what I am saying!” He walks away from her. “This
can not go on. If Philip doesn’t call the authorities I will.”  Raxl touches
Jean Paul’s arm and looks up at him.



Cort enters the foyer from the kitchen doorway followed by Susan. “How long
are you going to stay here?”  “I don’t have plans.”  “Well why did you come
here? What do you want? Or were you just looking for a place to live?”  Susan
looks at him. “No I just live wherever I am.”  Cort shakes his head and
walks away from her. He walks to the staircase and looks back at her. “You
have a very maddening way of not answering questions.”  Susan looks at him.
“Well I’ll answer...She stares at him as the Mark of Death appears on his
face.  “Why are you looking at me like that/” Cort asks as the mark fades.  “I
just saw...no never mind. It doesn’t matter.” She walks past Cort towards
the Drawing Room.  Cort turns and walks up the staircase.



Philip stands in front of the fireplace as Susan enters. He turns and looks
at her. “I thought you had gone to bed.”  “Wow I just saw something really
strange.” Susan says as she looks back at the doorway.  Philip walks over to
her. “What?”

“I was just talking to Cort and then all of a sudden I saw something on his
face.” She looks back at Philip. “I don’t know, it was a sign of some kind.”
“What sign?”

“I don’t know what it was but I saw it.”  “Well what did it look like?”
“Well here I’ll show you.” Susan walks over to the desk and opens a
notebook. She draws a picture. “There.”  Philip picks it up. “You saw this?’
“Yea, just for a minute. And then it just disappeared.”  Philip’s hand is a
drawing of the Mark of Death.  “I don’t know what it means.”



Jean Paul walks down the staircase followed by Raxl. He walks over to the
telephone. “No don’t do it.” Raxl pleads. “I beg you.” She grabs his arm.
“Don’t.”

Jean Paul turns the phone towards him and dials the operator raising the
receiver. “Give me the police.”



Summary by Debby Graham and Slideshow by Ron Janick


--
Ron and The Boston Babes:
Bella & Daisy

"God is great, beer is good,
and people are crazy."
...Billy Currington


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I also agree with both of you about Holly, she always got on my nerves but
there where times she pulled the part off just fine. I thought the end of
Holly  by going off with Phillip the ghost was a dumb way of getting rid of
her. Did  she leave the show because she wanted out?
Chris



In a message dated 5/18/2010 7:26:10 A.M. Pacific Daylight Time,
no_reply@yahoogroups.com writes:

Greetings, Jeanette!  Great to see you posting. I also watched  during the
original broadcast in the Fall of 1969 when I was a child in  Maryland.

I have to agree with yourself and Curt about Holly.  I  actually think that
Sylvia Feigel succeeded, sometimes with a heroic degree of  energy, in
bringing some depth to a character who often seemed to echo the  lyrics of a big
hit for the Zombies back in the day:  "She's not  there."  Thanks to
Sylvia's personal charm and commitment to the  character, I did find Holly to
have
moments of character integrality (if  that's even a word!) that made me
somewhat more patient with her, at least at  times.  When the character got
saddled with the "I'm in love with a  ghost" scenario at Desmond Hall,
unfortunately, she went into areas of  implausibility I thought even Sylvia's
considerable skill and poise were  unable to rescue from really flat,
cookie-cutter storytelling.

cheers,  Steve





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*Episode 137:  Slideshow: http://tinyurl.com/34y24q*

Raxl: “Night at Desmond Hall, in the ancient home shrouded by shadows the
mystery of the family curse has been revealed to Philip Desmond who barely
escaped death at the hands of his cousin Jean Paul. The haunted killer
decides he can no longer live with his dreaded secret. But the curse seems
to follow its own evil destiny as it searches yet for another instrument to
perform its murderous purpose,”



“No Master no!” Raxl walks in front of Jean Paul.  Jean Paul takes the phone
from his ear as he covers it with his hand. “I refuse to go on like this.
Life is not worth it. I destroy everything I touch.” He raises the phone.
“This is Jean Paul Desmond. I want to speak to the chief of police. Yes I’ll
wait.”  Philip grabs the phone from Jean Paul’s hand. “What are you doing?”
Philip raises the phone. “Hello yes this is Mr. Desmond. Oh no sir it’s all
right. One of the ladies thought she saw a prowler from one of the windows.
No, no it was nothing. It was just some leaves on the glass. Yes.” Philip
says with a laugh. “I’m sorry we bothered you. Thank you goodnight” Philip
hangs up the phone.  “It would have done you no good.” Raxl says to Jean
Paul.  “It would have released me of the curse that I follow.”  “It would
pass on to someone else.” Raxl says to him.  “You don’t know that. It’s only
guessing!”  “She’s right Jean Paul think. What good would it do to have you
in prison?” Philip says to him.  Jean Paul turns towards Philip. “You were
going to call the police. What made you change your mind?”  “You are my
cousin I couldn’t turn you over to the police without trying to help you rid
yourself of that curse.”  Jean Paul walks away from Philip.   “Come upstairs
Master.”  “No Raxl we will protect him between us. I’ll guard him now. Give
me the key to the tower room.” Philip holds out his hand.  “I refuse!” Raxl
says to him.  Jean Paul turns towards them. “Do as he says Raxl.”  “It is my
duty to protect you from doing harm.”  “Give him the key.”  “He’ll be safe
with me Raxl.” Philip says looking at her. “I won’t let him out of my
sight.”  “Leave us alone Raxl.” Jean Paul says to her.  She places the key
in Philips hand.  “Trust me.” Philip says to her.

Raxl turns and walks up the staircase.  Philip walks over to Jean Paul.
“Come inside cousin.” Philip holds his arm out towards the Drawing Room.  “Are
the girls still in there?” Jean Paul asks.  “No Emily has gone to bed but
Susan is there.”

Jean Paul walks towards the doorway. “Don’t let me harm her.” He turns and
looks at Philip. “I beg you.”  “She’ll be all right as long as I’m with
you.”  Jean Paul walks back to Philip. “You know you are a very rash man.
You should not become entangled with me. It will only do you harm.”  “I was
entangled in your life the day I was born.”  “Go back to your own family!”  “I
can’t go back to my people until I vanquish the curse that defeats
everything we try to achieve.”

Jean Paul turns away. “You’d be wise to go back and face your own fate and
let me handle mine.”  Philip grabs his arm. “No cousin we will face the
Desmond curse together. And we both will try to find some way to end it.”  They
both turn and enter the Drawing Room.



Cort stands in the hallway at Jean Paul’s bedroom door. He tries opening the
door then puts his ear against it. Raxl is walking down the hallway and
stops near him. “Why are you spying on my Master?”  Cort looks at her with a
grin. “The door is locked.”  “I would advise you to go to bed and leave my
Master to his sleep.”  “But is he sleeping?” Cort says as he walks around
Raxl. “He’s not in the room is he?”  “That does not concern you.”  “Where is
he?”  “Go to your room, I command you.”  “I don’t take orders from the
servants.”  Raxl turns and looks at him. “You young fool. You are inviting
danger upon yourself. Do not be so impulsive or you will regret it.”  “I’ll
find out what I want to know. And your threats don’t scare me.” Cort says to
her then turns and walks away.



Jean Paul stands in the Drawing Room holding the notebook looking at Susan’s
drawing. “This is mark you saw on Cort’s face?” he asks handing the drawing
back to Susan. She and Philip are sitting on the couch as Jean Paul stands
next to them.  Susan nods. “Just for a minute. Then it faded before my
eyes.”  Jean Paul walks over to the fireplace. “I don’t understand.”  “Could
I keep that please?” Philip asks Susan as he reaches for it.  “Yes.” She
hands it to Philip.  Philip stands. “We will talk about it more in the
morning. It’s late now I think we should all go to bed.”  Susan stands as
Jean Paul turns towards her. “Susan would you lock your door tonight.”  Susan
walks up to him. “Oh no, I never lock my door. I like to more about freely
when I want to.”  “Please don’t argue with me. Just do as I ask.”  “But
why?”  “For your own protection. There are dangers here tonight and I would
feel much better if you promise to do as I ask.”  “Well if it would set your
mind at ease of course I will lock my door. Goodnight.” She says then turns
away from Jean Paul. She looks at Philip.  “Goodnight.” Jean Paul says
looking away.  “Goodnight Susan.” Philip says as Susan walks from the room.
Jean Paul walks up to Philip. Philip turns and looks at him. Jean Paul walks
to the closed doors placing his back against them. He then walks past
Philip. “That mark on Cort’s face what did it mean?”  “I don’t know. We will
just have to wait and see.”

“Does it mean I’m free of it finally? But why has it gone to him?”  Philip
walks up behind him. “Well Raxl told me that if anything happened to Cort it
would leave him and come to me.”  Jean Paul opens his hand and looks at it.
He then closes his hand and glances at Philip. “I don’t want to be alone
tonight. Do you understand?”  “You won’t I promise.”  “Listen take me back
to the tower room and lock me in. But promise me one thing.”  “Yes cousin.”
“No matter how much I beg you do not let me out. And do not leave me alone.”



Susan walks to her bedroom door and as she begins to open it Emily call out
to her. Emily walks up to her. “I enjoyed being with you tonight. You have a
very original attitude towards life that I find very refreshing.”  “I’m only
what I am. But I’m glad you are here too.”  “Well, well do I have two pretty
maidens in a row?” Cort says as he walks through the hallway towards
them.  “Come
inside quick.” Susan tells Emily. They rush into Susan’s room and close the
door and lock it behind them.  Cort steps up to the door. “Hey wait a
minute.”  “Go away.” Susan tells him.  “Well what’s the matter? Come on what
are you two up to? Why are you hiding from me, what have I done?”  “You will
go away Cort. Go back to your own room.” Susan says to him.  “Well that’s
gratitude. After escorting you all the way from town the only thanks I get
are insults.”  “We are not insulting you Cort.” Emily says to him.  “My
company isn’t good enough for you if I’m not doing something for you. Is
that it?”  “Cort don’t be a baby.” Susan says to him.  “Well we will see who
is good enough for whom. You can count on that! Both of you!” Cort tells
them angrily then walks away from the door.



Philip unlocks the tower door. Jean Paul follows him into the room. “I
didn’t mean to terrify that girl but she’s too trusting for her own
good.”  “I’ll
explain it to her and Emily.” Philip says to Jean Paul as he closes and
locks the door. “I’ll make up some excuse why you couldn’t join us for
supper.”  “No tell Emily the truth.”  “I don’t think she would believe it.
Not of you.”  “She must believe it. Everyone who has cared for me has
eventually come to an unhappy end.”  “Everyone?”  Jean Paul nods. “Erica my
wife. Helena my fiancée, Holly my ward. And Agatha.”

“Agatha? What was she to you?”  “Agatha came to me for protection and I
failed her as I have failed all the others.”  “And Agatha was killed.”
Philip says as he looks away from Jean Paul.  Jean Paul walks up to Philip.
“Listen tell Emily that I am dangerous to her.”  “We will protect her from
you.”  “Her only protection is to know the truth. If you won’t let me go to
the police and turn myself in then tell her the truth so she can guard
herself against me.”  Philip looks at Jean Paul. “You wouldn’t harm her
would you?”  Jean Paul nods. “I’ve already tried Philip. If Raxl hadn’t come
into the room she would have been dead now.”  “Then it wasn’t just her
imagination?” Philip says as he looks away.  “Then you know.”  “Well she
told me that she thought you meant to kill her but she said she was upset
and it might have been her imagination.” Philip says as he looks at Jean
Paul.  “Convince her she is right. Make her believe it. She is safe as long
as she knows the truth.”



Susan puts her ear against her door. She turns towards Emily. “He’s gone
now. I can let you out now if you want.”  Emily walks up to her. “What is
this all about?”

“Well I promised Jean Paul I wouldn’t let anyone in my room.”  “But I’m
here.”

“But you are my friend. I have no reason to be afraid of you.”  Emily turns
away. “There is an air of violence all around us tonight.” Emily says as she
hugs her arms against herself.  “The only weapon against violence is love.”
“Are you in love with Jean Paul?”  “Oh no I hardly know him. No that is not
what I meant.” Susan says as she walks closer to Emily. “I mean love other
people, like loving them.”  “Sometimes that’s a little difficult to manage.”
“I know you think that I am odd.” Susan says walking away from Emily.  “Oh
no I don’t.”  Susan looks back at her. “No most people do. They seem to
think because we dress differently, because we wear our hair differently and
move about without possessions well they think we’re dangerous. Why they
think we are almost capable of anything.” Susan says as she walks across the
room.  “Well I don’t think that of you.”

Susan looks back at Emily. “I’m really glad because we live by love not by
violence. We just look for peace and beauty out of life. We try and fight to
end killing and in our fight we are not afraid.”  “I’d like to be like you.
I’m glad you are here Susan. You’ve brought peace with you and faith.”  Susan
touches Emily’s shoulder. “Now don’t be afraid. Look I’ll stand in the
doorway and make sure you get to your room okay.”  Emily smiles and nods at
Susan then she walks out of the room. Susan follows her out and leans
against her door as Emily walks down the hallway.



“Tell Emily I mean her no harm. It is not I but an evil spirit that
possesses me. Will you tell her that?” Jean Paul asks as he looks at Philip.
“Philip nods. There is a knock at the door. “It’s Raxl, Master.”  Jean Paul
looks at Philip. Philip walks across the room and unlocks the door. Raxl
enters and looks at Philip. “You should be in bed, Mr. Philip.; I will stay
with him now.” She holds her hand out for the key.”  “Thank you.” Philip
says as he hands her the key then walks to the door.  Jean Paul steps
forward. “Philip don’t forget your promise.”  “No you can rely on me.”
Philip says as he walks out closing the door behind him.  Raxl locks the
door. “What did he promise you?”  “Oh just to go on an errand.” Jean Paul
says with his back to her.  “What errand?”  “Simply a personal service,
nothing more.”  “Master there can be no secrets between us.”  “Must I tell
you everything Raxl?” Jean Paul asks angrily as he walks across the room.  “Yes
you must or I will leave you here unprotected a victim of your evil star. Is
that what you are asking me to do?”  Jean Paul looks at her. “No Raxl that’s
not what I am asking you to do. It’s not what I want.”  “Then what errand
did Mr. Philip agree to do?”

Jean Paul stares ahead. “I told him to ask Emily, I told him really to tell
her that I tried to kill her last night.” He looks at her.  “No Master.”  “Yes
if you had not interrupted us I would have killed her.”  “Why draw her into
this or him?”  “The truth must be known Raxl. You are a faithful and
obedient servant.”  “And this is the way you reward me? By telling strangers
of the evil you do?”  “Philip is not a stranger he is my cousin and he is a
Desmond as well!”  “And Miss Emily?”  “She cares for me.”  “They will turn
you over to the police.”  “If they must do that for their protection than I
shall accept it.” he says looking away.  “Well I do not!”

Jean Paul looks at Raxl.  “I will not let him speak to her.” Raxl says
walking to the door and unlocks it.”  “Raxl don’t leave me alone!” Jean Paul
cries out.  Raxl glances at him. “I will not stand by and see you destroy
yourself. And bring to others knowledge that should only be between us. I
will save you from yourself!” She walks out as Jean Paul rushes to the door.
Raxl closes it and Jean Paul lays his hands against the door.



Emily sits in Philip’s room with her hands at her temples rubbing her head.
“Here you are. I have been looking all over for you.” Philip says to her as
he walks into the room.  “I’ve been waiting for you.” Emily says as she
stands and walks over to him.  “You should be in your room with your door
locked.”  “I must talk to you.”

“Well Jean Paul has asked me to talk to you.”  “He’s upset I think the
strain of the past few weeks has been too much for him and he doesn’t know
what he is doing.” Emily says to Philip.  “He knows only too well what he is
doing. He sent me to warn you.”  “About what?”  “That he may try to kill you
again.”  Emily shakes her head. “On no you’re taking what I said much too
seriously. I told you it was just my imagination. Jean Paul wouldn't harm
me.”  “He tried to kill me.” Philip says to her.  “When?”  “When you and
Susan were waiting for me in Desmondton. He attacked me and tried to
strangle me.” Philip says as he glances away from her.

“I don’t believe it.”  “You’ve got to believe it! He sent me to warn you not
to be alone with him.”  “I’m not afraid.”  “But he is. He’s afraid of
harming you. He doesn’t want to kill but he is forced to.”  “Forced to by
what?” Emily shouts.

“He carries a curse that forces him to kill. He’s powerless against it!
Nothing stands between it and him when the time comes.”  “I stand between my
Master and the curse.” Raxl says as she stands in the doorway.  Philip turns
to her. “Why did you leave him alone? You are not supposed to leave him
alone!” Philip shouts as he rushes from the room.



Jean Paul stands looking out the window in the tower at the evil star. “No,
no!” he shouts. He turns away from the window. “I refuse! I defy you! No,
no!”  Cort open and stands in the doorway. “No what cousin?”  Jean Paul
spins around and looks at him. “How did you get in here?  Cort steps inside.
“The door was unlocked. Why are you here?”  Jean Paul turns away. “Get back
to your room Cort.”  “There is nothing to do in my room. But outside I hear
whispers and rustling in the corridors.”  “You have a lively imagination
that’s all.” Jean Paul tells Cort.  “The girls have locked themselves in
their room.”  “Very wise of them perhaps.” Jean Paul says to Cort.  “And you
stand in a solitary room crying NO to the moon.” Cort says with a laugh.  “It
is not the moon I cry to.”  “And why does Raxl keep you locked up in here
like some beast that should be chained to the wall?”  “I am a beast!”  “Why
are the girls frightened? What have you done?”  “It not what I have done. It
is about what I am to do.” Jean Paul says with a smile as he turns towards
Cort.  “What are you going to do?”  “You’ll find out all you want to know my
young Cort.” Jean Paul reaches for Cort’s neck.  Cort back away as Philip
rushes into the room. “It’s all right Jean Paul I’m here.” Philip says as he
grabs Jean Paul’s upper arms pushing him back.  Jean Paul covers his face
with his hands and turns away.  “He tried to kill me!” Cort shouts pointing
at Jean Paul.

“Go to your room where you belong!” Philip says to Cort.  “You don’t give me
orders around here!” Cort says to him angrily.  “Stay out of here!” Philip
shouts as he shoves him from the room and closes the door behind him. He
turns and walks back to Jean Paul.



Raxl looks at Emily. “What did he tell you?”  “Where is Jean Paul?” Emily
asks.

“Where no harm can come to him.”  “Where he can bring no harm to others?”
Emily asks.  “It’s the same thing. What did Mr. Philip tell you?”  Emily
stands and walks across the room. “It doesn’t mater. I did not believe.” She
walks across to Raxl.  “That is good.”  “I will find out from Jean Paul.
Take me to him.”  “Are you mad?” Raxl asks.  “Well if you won’t take me to
him I’ll find him myself.” Emily says turns and rushes from the room.  Raxl
quickly follows her.



Susan is in her bed leaning against her pillows as she reads a book when
there is a knock at the door.  “Let me in.” Cort calls out.  Susan sits up.
“No.”  “If you don’t let me in I’ll break this door down.”  Susan walks
across the room and unlocks her door. Cort opens it and rushes into the room
closing the door behind him.  “What do you want?” Susan asks.  “Why did you
lock yourself in this room?” Cort asks her.  “Because I wanted to.”  “You
were friendly to me in town then all of a sudden you turned against me.”  “I
just wanted to be alone that’s all.” Susan says as she walks away from him.
Cort steps up behind her. “You were my friend I thought when we went in the
secret room the other night.”  Susan turns and looks at him. “You have a
curse upon you.”  “What do you mean?”  Susan walks away from him. “I saw it
on your face when you left the Drawing Room tonight.”  Cort grabs her arm
turning her towards him. “What kind of curse?”

“The Mark of Death.”  Cort releases her arm. “Jean Paul was going to kill
me.”

“No it’s not that kind of curse.”  “I’m marked for death. I‘m going to die.”
Cort says.  Susan walks around him. “No the curse doesn’t mean you are going
to die.”  Cort turns and looks at her. “What does it mean then? Tell me!”  “It
means that you will kill.”  Cort turns and rushes past her out of the room
in fear.



“I could have killed Cort!” Jean Paul shouts. “You promised that you
wouldn’t leave me alone!”  “I left Raxl with you.”  “Then Raxl left in order
top stop you from telling Emily.”  “Well she was too late.” Philip says to
Jean Paul.  Jean Paul stands with his eyes closed then opens them as he
walks across the room. “Thank God for that.”  “Jean Paul Emily didn’t
believe me.”  The door opens and Raxl enters. “Master Miss Blair wishes to
speak with you. She’s outside.”  Jean Paul walks across the room so he is
facing the open door. “Come in Emily.”

Emily walks up to him. “Jean Paul it isn’t true is it? Say it isn’t
true.”  “Leave
us Raxl.” Jean Paul says as he looks up at Raxl. “No.”  “It’s all right
Raxl. I’ll stay with him.” Philip says to her. Raxl turns and walks out of
the room.  Jean Paul grabs Emily’s arm. “Listen why didn’t you stay in your
room where you were safe?”  “I’m only safe if you are.”  “You are inviting
your own death by trusting me.”  “Then you did try to kill me.”  “Yes! When
Raxl came into the room you were saved.”  “But why? What have I done?”  “It
is not what you have done. I made a pact with the devil. I’m forced by an
evil force to kill.” Jean Paul says as he looks away.  “This is what Philip
warned me about.”  “Jacques Eloi Des Mondes cast a curse upon me at
Maljardin.”  “The portrait?”  “As long as I live the portrait will live.”
Jean Paul says to Emily then walks away from her, he glances back at her.
“And as long as it lives I must kill.”  “But you didn’t kill me.”  “But I
was going to.”  “Philip walks over to Emily and Jean Paul. “And you didn’t
kill me cousin.”  “No but I tried.”  “But then you haven’t killed. You have
only tried to, isn’t that true?”  Jean Paul turns away from them.  “Is it
true cousin?” Philip asks as he grabs Jean Paul’s arm and turns him around.
“Have you killed before? Were there others?” Philip shouts as he shakes Jean
Paul. “We must know!”  “Yes there were others!” Jean Paul shouts back at
him.  “Who were they?”  “It doesn’t matter they are dead!”  “Agatha?” Emily
asks.  “No!”  “Jean Paul did you kill Agatha Pruett?”  Jean Paul pulls away
from Philip. “I don’t know!”  “Her body was found strangled in the river.
And you were out all night with Cort and Quito.” Emily says to him.  “Yes,
yes I was. I was.”  “Well did you kill her?” Philip asks.

“I don’t know. I don’t know. I could have, I may have. I could have, I may
have killed her. I must have.”



Summary by Debby Graham and Slideshow by Ron Janick


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Ron and The Boston Babes:
Bella & Daisy

"God is great, beer is good,
and people are crazy."
...Billy Currington


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*Episode 138:  Slideshow:  http://tinyurl.com/334t8p*

Laslo: “Morning at Desmond Hall, Jean Paul is locked safely in the tower
room and guarded by Raxl, .He has survived his second night of defiance of
the evil star that instructs him to kill. New found allies shield him from
the influence of the dreaded curse that haunts him. He sleeps this day, his
secret at last revealed to the girl that loves him and to his cousin Philip.
They each begin to trace clues that they learned from him. Clues that
connect others in the family mansion to the mystery of the murdered girl
Agatha.  Who Jean Paul may or may not have killed.”



Philip is getting dressed in his room when there is a knock at the door.  “Are
you up?” Cort calls out from the other side of the door.  “Come in Cort.”  Cort
opens the door and enters.  “What’s happened to you?” Philip asks as he
looks at Cort.

“I haven’t slept all night. Cort says as he leans tiredly against the door.
Philip turns back to the mirror. “I’m sorry to hear that. What’s wrong?”  Cort
steps closer to Philip. “Jean Paul tried to kill me last night didn’t
he?”  “Nonsense
he might have roughed you up a little bit if I hadn’t stopped him. But
killing is going a little bit far isn’t it.” Philip says with a laugh as he
looks at Cort.  “I’m marked for death. I know it.”  “You’re imagining
things.”  Susan said she saw the mark on my face.”

“What kind of mark?”  “She called it the Mark of Death.”  “Well did she
describe it?”  “No she just said she had seen it.”  Philip walks away from
him. “Well you better ask her about it then.”  “She told me I was going to
kill!” Cort says as he looks at Philip.  “Well do you believe that?”  “But
why would she say it?”  “Have you killed?”  Cort turns away. “What kind of
question is that?”  “Well have you?” Philip asks as he puts on his jacket.  “I
don’t have to answer that question.”  “Why are you afraid?”  “Leave me
alone.” Cort says then turns to rush from the room.

Philip quickly goes after him closing the door as Cort tries to open it.
“I’ll make a bargain with you.”  Cort looks at him. “Go ahead.”  “I’ll
answer your questions if you answer mine.”  Cort turns away from Philip. “Am
I marked for death?”  Philip walks up to him. “Not as long as Jean Paul
lives.”  Cort looks at him. “What kind of an answer is that?”  “Why I think
it’s a good answer.” Philip says with a laugh. “Now you answer mine. “Who
killed Agatha Pruett?”  Cort looks then turns back towards Philip. “What did
you say?”  “Who killed Agatha Pruett?”  “Why ask me?”

“Well you knew her didn’t you?” Philip asks as he walks away from Cort.  Cort
walks closer to Philip. “Of course I knew her. She was living here. Jean
Paul brought her to live. She was a common sort of girl. Nice in her own
way.”

Philip turns ands looks at Cort. “And you became friends with her?”  “Yes we
all did. Jean Paul and Laslo.”  “Well if she had friends she must have had
enemies too.”  “She was a Desmondton girl. She knew lots of people, anyone
could have murdered her. Now I’ve told you all I know.”  “No not quite, you
didn’t tell me you were out in the fog with Jean Paul and Quito the night
Agatha was killed.”  “Oh and who told you that, Jean Paul?”  “And what if he
did?”  “He’s not going to blame me for it.” Cort says as he looks away.
“He’s not going to get away with it. Just leave me out of it.” He looks at
Philip. “I’m not involved.”  “You are involved if you like it or not. You
knew Agatha Pruett and you knew her rather well I’m beginning to suspect.”  “So
did Laslo. Laslo knew her better than I did. So did Mrs. Hatter. She spent a
lot of time down there with them.”  “She did, did she?”

Cort walks up to Philip. “You are getting yourself into things you should
stay out of.” Cort says to Philip then walks out of the room.



Emily is sitting at her desk in the Drawing Room with a book open when Laslo
walks into the room. “Well, well it’s good to see someone up and about this
early. So busy, you must take some time off you know. All work and no play
is not good for pretty ladies.”  “I’ll try to remember that.” Emily says as
she glances up at Laslo.  “Cort told his mother that you and Susan were in
town last night.” He says as he walks across the Drawing Room.  “News
travels fast.”  “Well I’d hardly recommend Desmondton as a safe place for
two ladies alone without escorts.”

Emily glances at him. “Why do you say that?”  “Well there have been rumors
of girls disappearing, being found murdered.” Laslo tells her as walks to
the desk and sits on the edge of it.  “Like Agatha Pruett?” Emily asks.  “Poor
Agatha, yes.”

“You knew her very well didn’t you?”  “Oh I wouldn’t say that.”  “It’s funny
just before I went down to Mrs. Hatters I remembered that she spent a lot of
time there.”  “Oh no. I can’t speak for Mrs. Hatter.” Laslo says.  “When I
was there you used to come and see us quite often though I don’t seem to
recall our conversations.”  “Woman’s conversations are hardly memorable at
best I’d say.”

“Perhaps not. We were talking about Agatha.”  “I would love to sit here and
gossip with you but I must go up and get ready for work.” Laslo stands then
walks to the doors. Philip is walking through them Drawing Room doors as
Laslo stops in front of him. “Ah another bright young face.”  “Well you’re
looking rather cheerful this morning.” Philip says to Laslo.  “Emily and I
have been having the most diverting conversation. If you want any help with
your little mystery just let me know.” Laslo says to Emily, then he turns
and walks past Philip and leaves the room.  “Philip closes the doors and
walks over to Emily. “What did you say to him?”  “Nothing but he obviously
caught on that I was trying to find something out.” Emily says as she stands
and walks across the Drawing Room. “I must have been very clumsy.”  “Or else
he knows more than he lets on. Like his stepson.” Philip says as he walks
closer to Emily.  “Have you talked to Cort?”

“Well he talked to me. He’s frightened and he’s a little incautious when
he’s afraid.”  “Well it might be useful.”  “But he let it slip that Irene
and Laslo knew Agatha rather well.” Philip says to her.  “I thought so.”  ”Did
you find anything in the books?” Philip asks as he looks at the desk.  Emily
shakes her head. “Nothing there is not a mention of a curse on the Desmond
family. Although there was something very strange going on in the 17th
century.”  “What kind of things?”

Emily turns towards Jacques portrait. “Jacques Eloi Des Mondes was engaged
in cruel and sadistic practices. Perhaps even in something criminal.” She
says as she walks towards Jacques portrait and glances back at Philip.  “That
portrait may be our clue.”  “Jean Paul said it was Jacques who cast the
spell on him at Maljardin.” Emily steps towards Philip. “Philip I want to
ask you something, and please don’t spare me the truth. Do you believe that
Jean Paul killed Agatha?”

“I don’t know but we’ve got to find out.”  “And if we find he did?”  “We
have no choice but to turn him over to the police.”



Irene glances at her watch when there is a knock at her door. “Laslo?”  The
door opens and Cort enters.  “Oh Cort I didn’t expect you.”  “Sorry to
disappoint you.” Cort says as he walks over to her.  “What do you want?”  “I
want to untangle the relationship between you and my family.  “You better
tell me what you mean.”

“Well let’s start with my stepfather.”  Irene walks away from him. “Laslo
and I are friends.”  “That explanation may or may not satisfy my mother but
it certainly will not satisfy me.” Cort says as he steps behind Irene.  Irene
looks at him. “You are a rude young man.”  “I’m only trying to protect my
fortune.”  “That has nothing to do with me.” Irene says to Cort.  “I want
the Desmond fortune to become mine and I think you want my dear stepfather
to continue to be yours. Am I correct?”

Irene turns and looks at him. “You better leave.”  “Of course Laslo only
married my mother because of the Desmond fortune.”  “What a dreadful thing
to say.”

“Well he’s never home except for meals. He spends most of his time here. My
mother knows about you and Laslo.”  “And how does she know that?”  “Because
I told her Mrs. Hatter that’s how.”  Irene walks away from him. “You are
insufferable.” She says angrily.  Cort turns towards her. “I think Laslo
better make a decision between his wife at Desmond Hall and his friend at
your cottage.”  “Get out!” Irene shouts.  Cort walks around her. “Think it
over. If you want Laslo help me to protect my family fortune. Then you won’t
have to be married to a Desmond.”  Irene walks up to him. “Get out I said!
Go before I throw you out!”

“You see you are more than merely friends after all.” Cort tells her then
leaves the cottage.  Irene stands staring at the door when the telephone
rings. She picks it up.  “Irene I must see you. Take care, don’t talk to
anyone. Questions are being asked and we must be sure we have the same
story.” Laslo tells Irene. “What do you mean I’m too late?”



Emily is sitting at the desk looking over a book when Philip walks into the
Drawing Room. “Why don’t you let that go for now? We will go visit someone.”
Philip says to her.”  “Who?”  “Our local society leader Mrs. Hatter. I want
to ask her a few questions about Agatha.” Philip says as he sits on the edge
of her desk.  Emily shakes her head. “You go without me.”  “But I hardly
know her.”

Emily sighs. “I know her too well.” she says as she looks at Philip.  “Why
do you say that?”  “I was very ill when I stayed with her. It wasn’t a happy
time the house depresses me. I wasn’t myself. I was exhausted and feverish
and I had hallucinations, bad dreams I think.” She says as she looks
away.  “Dreams?
What kind of dreams? About who?”  Emily shakes her head. “I can’t remember
them. I only know that the house upset me and I can’t face it or her. Not
yet.”

“All right. I’ll go alone.” Philip says as he turns towards the door.  Emily
stands. “Philip please don’t let anything happen to you.”  “You really do
think that house is dangerous don’t you?” Philip walks back to her.  “I know
it’s silly of me.”  “That’s all right don’t worry.” he tells her with a
smile as he walks to the doorway.

Cort enters the Drawing Room. “Oh still playing detective cousin.”  “Yes and
I see you are still playing comic relief.” Philip says to him then walks
from the room.

“If he isn’t careful he is going to find himself in a lot of trouble.” Cort
says to Emily.  “He can look after himself.” Emily says as she sits down at
her desk.

“Well I’m glad to know that someone can.” Cort says as he walks around her
chair. “What are you frightened of?”  “I’m not frightened.” Emily tells him
as she looks at him.  “Then why did you and Susan lock yourselves in her
room last night?”  “That is only a question Susan can answer.” Emily says as
she looks back at her book. “Why don’t you go outside and find her and leave
me to my work.” Emily says as she turns and looks at him.  “Are you trying
to get rid of me?”  “Stay if you would like.” Emily says as she turns away.
“Your pal Philip gave me the third degree this morning then he came down and
reported to you and now witness dismissed.” Emily glances at him. “There are
times Cort when I think you should be writing novels.”  “Perhaps a mystery
novel?” Cort says to her.

“Well if that is what appeals to you.” Emily says as she looks away.  “A
slight mystery of two pretty girls locking themselves up in a room where no
one has locked a door for years.”  “Times change.” Emily says to him.  “Or
maybe the mystery of a man who locks himself in a room in a deserted wing of
a house. Guarded at the door by his Old Faithful servant. Those are good
ingredients for a mystery novel.”  “It’s your story not mine.”  “No it’s
your too.” Cort says to her as she glances at him “Jean Paul tried to kill
me last night.”  Emily stands next to him. “There are times when the
temptation to kill you is quite understandable.”

“Don’t ridicule me you are starting to sound like the man you love.” Cort
says then walks from the room. Emily looks away.



Laslo is standing next to Irene in her cottage. “Of course I don’t like it,
but that’s the way it has to be for the time being. You might try to look at
it from my point of view.” Laslo says as he walks away from Irene.  “Oh I
do. It lasted as long as you needed me. As long as I had the powers to help
you. And now they are gone.”

Laslo grabs her by the shoulders and turns her towards him. ”Don’t you
understand. We are up to our necks in suspicion. We’re involved with the
Pruetts who have disappeared and with their daughter who was murdered.”  “We
didn’t kill her.”  Laslo releases her. “Can we prove that?”  “Oh we have
nothing to fear.” Irene says to him.  “That girl Emily Blair knows all there
is to know about us.”

“She won’t remember it. I put her in a trance so she would forget.” Irene
tells Laslo.  “And since you have lost your powers how long do you think
that will keep her in a trance?”  Irene turns away. “I didn’t think of
that.”  Laslo walks across the room. “Well you should think of it. And other
things as well.”  Irene looks at him. “What things?”  “We are just friends
now nothing more.”  Irene steps up to him. “I won’t let it end like
this.”  “Now
listen to me very carefully. If I have to choose between a woman whose son
will inherit the Desmond fortune and a woman who has lost the powers that
attracted me.”  “I believed it was the woman who attracted you not the
power.” Irene says to him.  “You’re a romantic fool. And fools are
dangerous.” Laslo tells her as he picks up his coat and walks out of the
cottage door.  Irene walks to the couch and sits down. There is a knock at
the door. Irene stands and answers it. Philip steps inside. “Mr. Desmond
this town may be provincial but there are those of us with good manners to
telephone when we want to visit.” Irene says to him after she closes the
door.  “My dear Mrs. Hatter you drop in so often unannounced at Desmond Hall
I thought you would have no objection if I paid you the same
compliment.”  Irene
turns away. “I’m in no mood for pleasantries, good day.”  “I suggest you
stay and answer a few questions.”  “Why should I?”  “Unless of course you
prefer for me to turn my information over to the police.”  “Are you trying
to intimidate me?” She asks as she turns towards him.  “No not at all. But
if you don’t want to talk to me I’d gladly talk to the police. Could I use
your telephone?”  Irene walks to the fireplace. “What do you want to know?”
“First about Agatha Pruett. You knew her didn’t you?”  Irene looks back at
him. “Only slightly.”  “You knew her more than a little slightly. She spoke
quite often about you to Emily Blair.” Philip says as he walks up to Irene.
“What did that girl tell you about me?”  “Emily?” Philip asks as he leans
his arm on the mantel as he stands next to Irene.  “I took her in when she
was ill and upset because Jean Paul had jilted her for another girl.”  “Well
let’s leave Emily out of this.”  “Now in gratitude for my kindness she
spreads spiteful gossip about me.”  “She said nothing of the kind about
you.”  “Then how did you know I knew Agatha Pruett?” She asks as she looks
at Philip.  “Mrs. Hatter secrets are not easily kept in a town this small.
Now several people have been seen coming from your place constantly.”  “It
was Cort wasn’t it?”  “Now why would he do that?”  “Because he is a trouble
maker. Besides he knows more about Agatha Pruett and her parents than any of
the rest of us.”  “Did I mention her parents?”  “Didn’t you.”  “Now why did
the Pruetts leave town a day after their daughter was found dead?”  “Did
they?”  “Mrs. Hatter I would be wasting my time and yours if I hadn’t
checked a few certain facts in town before I came here.”

“I hardly knew the Pruetts.”  “They came several evenings a week. And after
their daughter was found dead they packed their bags and left town, why?”  “I
am not some little Miss Nobody in this town Mr. Desmond. I have many
friends. You are the stranger here not I.” Irene says angrily as she walks
to the door. “I must ask you to leave.”  “Wouldn’t you rather tell me what
you know yourself then let me hear it from other people and it may be
construed as gossip and slander?”  “All right, yes. Yes I did know the
Pruetts. We played bridge several nights a week.”

“With Mr. Thaxton as a forth?” Philip asks.  “You are impertinent!”  “And
you Mrs. Hatter are lying. Well if you don’t want to cooperate with me I
have other ways of finding out what I want to know believe me.” Philip says
to her then walks out the door.  Irene stands staring ahead in anger.



Cort sits in the Drawing Room at the desk looking through a book. Laslo
walks down the staircase and enters the Drawing Room. He steps next to Cort.
“Why did you tell your Mother what you did?”  Cort glances at him then back
to the book. “I don’t know what you are talking about.”  “Oh you know very
well. I want to know what you are up to?”  “Your sudden interest in my
affairs is overwhelming stepfather.”  “You keep out of my business.” Laslo
says to him.

“And what is your business?” Cort asks as he looks up at Laslo. “Besides
kissing Mrs. Hatter.” Cort says as he looks back at his book.  “You hurt
your Mother very badly. I want you to apologize to her.” Laslo tells
Cort.  Cort
laughs. “Me apologize? Well she might have believed your little story about
the peck on the cheek but I know you better than that.” Cort says then
stands.  “Don’t push me too far Cort.”  “You only married my mother for the
Desmond money. You never cared for her at all. Ever since you came here
everything has gone wrong. First Philip disappears, now Jean Paul is...”  “Yes
what about Jean Paul?”  “You’re trying to get rid of him aren’t you? That’s
what it is.”  “You’ve lost your senses.”

“And I suppose my turn is next. Then you’ll have your greedy hands on all
the Desmond money that you married my mother for.” Cort says to him then
walks out of the room.  Laslo slams his hand against the chair in anger.



Philip sits on his bed talking to Emily. “She’s lying, Cort is lying and
Laslo is lying. They are all lying.” Philip says as he stands. “No way are
they going to tell us the truth. We have to find it out for ourselves.”  “But
they will do anything they can to stop us.” Emily says to him from the chair
she is sitting in.  Philip walks across the room to his dresser. He takes
out the totem and carries it to Emily. “There is something I want you to
take from me.” He hands the totem to Emily.  Emily takes it and glances down
at it. “What is it?”  “It’s a totem my Grandfather gave me when I was a boy.
It has protected me through out my life. I want you to keep it.”  Emily
stands. “No I couldn’t do that.”  “As long as it is with you, you will come
to no harm.”  “Well what about you? Without it you won’t be safe.”  “Don’t
argue with me. Your safety means more to me than mine. Now keep it with you
at all times.”  Emily walks away from him carrying the totem. “Why have you
given this to me Philip?”  “Because I love you.”  “Don’t say that.”  “You
mean more to me than anyone has or ever will.”  “But you must know I love
somebody else.” Emily says with her back towards Philip.  “Yes. I’m not
blind. For you sake as well as his I hope Jean Paul is innocent.”  Emily
turns towards Philip. “He is, he must be.”  “Well if he is not I’ll be
here.” He says with a smile. “Until then I want you to remain free from any
harm.”  The door opens and Cort enters. “Ah there you are.” he says with a
grin.  “Don’t you ever knock?” Philip asks.  “Oh sorry. I thought you would
be eager to hear what I have to say.”   They both look at Cort.

“I know who killed Agatha Pruett.”



Summary by Debby Graham and Slideshow by Ron Janick


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Ron and The Boston Babes:
Bella & Daisy

"God is great, beer is good,
and people are crazy."
...Billy Currington


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