The Bat Page #6

Oh, please let me go with you.

Judie, will you warn

me if anyone comes?

And I'll only be a moment.

Now, wait.

Oh no!

What did he do to her!

Judie!

No, not judie!

Give her to me.

I'll look after her.

Poor baby.

Judie.

The Bat.

Yes, the Bat.

He caught her at the

head of the stairs.

We saw him rushing

down the stairs

as we came out of the room.

I hurled that after him.

I hit him, I believe.

I'm going to cover this

place from attic to basement,

you said!

Well, what were

you covering when

that poor child was murdered?

Where were you?

I saw a man outside

on the grounds.

I went out there and hunted him.

I heard him in among the trees.

And so I followed the sound

of him as far as the brook

down near the back road.

And then I lost him.

Oh.

I'd rather give my own life

than have this happen to Judy.

But I told you to stay in

your rooms and lock your doors

and stay there!

What was she doing at

the head of those stairs?

That was my fault.

They heard a strange

noise, heavy pounding in one

of the rooms on the third floor.

We all heard it.

I wanted to see what it was.

Judie, she wouldn't let

me go out by myself.

I made her stay on the balcony.

What about your new butler?

Well, he's in his

room, I suppose.

Oh, Mrs. Patterson.

Yes?

Did you know what

happened here?

No, sir, but I

heard the screams.

I to call Warner.

We have rooms on the same floor.

But he wasn't in his room.

His bed hasn't been slept in.

If Mrs. Patterson

heard the screams,

Warner could

certainly hear them.

You're quite right, sir.

I heard them.

Oh, you did?

And where were you?

Outside on the grounds.

Ms. Holland has been murdered.

No.

So you're surprised, shocked.

Well, I've seen

better performances.

I remember you now.

Your name's not Warner.

I've got a circular in my

office with your picture on it.

The Chicago police

not so long ago

were hunting for you in

connection with a robbery.

You're right again, sir.

And they found me,

and they tried me.

And I proved my innocence.

And I was acquitted.

That could have

been a lucky break.

Where were you when

this child was killed?

I told you before,

sir, outside.

What were you doing there?

I was following you.

I saw you leaving the house.

And it seemed that you

were hunting someone.

I thought you might

need some help.

Oh, yes, sir, I followed

your flashlight down

through the trees.

Then it disappeared.

And then suddenly as I was

staring out into the darkness,

I was struck by something

on to the back of the head.

Next thing I knew, I

was lying on the ground.

I realized I'd been knocked out.

I wish you had

been knocked out.

For then we'd have

found you with your mask

still on your face!

You were hit here in this

house with this poker

as you were rushing down those

stairs after that child--

Oh, no, sir, you

can't pin this on me.

I'm not the Bat!

I've never killed.

I couldn't kill.

I won't take the rap for this!

Well, doctor, we have another

case for the county coroner.

You see, the Bat came back.

Why did you come back, doctor?

Well, I-- I had an accident

about a mile down the road.

The right rear wheel

of my car came off,

and I plunged into the ditch.

This was the nearest house.

So I came here to call for help.

I thought I'd find

you around, Andy.

Physician, heal thyself.

You're must have

been hit by something

on the back of your head.

I told you.

I had an accident.

So you did, doctor.

So you did.

I could be wrong.

But maybe I'm not.

We shall see.

Fine, dear, let's

start a new chapter.

For days, the murders

held the headlines.

Lieutenant Anderson grilled

us, and ransacked the house

from top to bottom.

Warner was not

placed under arrest.

But his every move was watched.

At night, except for a

detective on guard in the house,

the police and the

reporters left us alone.

And on one of those

nights, without telling

Lizzie or anyone else, I

pursued a secret investigation

of my own.

It was in an empty

room on the third floor

where we kept our

trunks and other things.

Put 'em up, Bat.

That's a bright idea to

kill me in my own lab

and let people think

that I'm the Bat.

But you had to kill me first.

What was it to be, ambush?

Clever as you are, you're

not smart enough to do that.

Nor were you smart enough to

find the money, though you

came quite close to it.

But I know where it is.

And when you're dead with that

sign pinned on your chest,

I'm going to collect it and

live happily ever after.

He destroyed himself,

how true that will be.

Goodbye, Bat.

Here's a serum that will

heal you whether you're rabid

or not.

Something's wrong.

Something's wrong.

Miss Cornelia?

Miss Cornelia?

Now, where would she be

going at this time of night?

I never!

Oh!

Mr. Davenport, Mr. Davenport--

Oh, a fine thing, the door

unbolted, the chain off,

and you asleep on the job.

Wait till Lieutenant

Anderson hears about this.

Come on!

Wake up!

What's the matter with you?

I don't know.

I don't know.

My head hurts, my

whole body is numb.

Here, here, take a sip of this.

Try to snap out of it.

I'll be back in a minute.

Hurry, will you?

It's Lizzie.

I'm terribly worried.

I can't find Ms.

Cornelia anywhere.

And something's happened

to the policeman.

I don't know what.

Get Warner.

Bring him to the drawing room.

Tell him we need him.

Are you all right now?

Yeah, I'll be all

right in a minute.

I remember now.

I took a drink of wine

from that decanter there.

Ms. Van Gorder told

me to help myself.

She wouldn't put nothing in it.

Well, somebody did, somebody

who knew I was on duty here.

And it was somebody

that got Ms. Van Gorder.

I can't find her

anywhere-- upstairs,

downstairs, or in the basement.

I told the housekeeper

to get Warner.

Lieutenant Anderson will

want to know about this.

Hello?

Yeah, this is

Davenport at the Oaks.

We've got trouble here.

Well, for one thing

I was drugged.

Yeah.

But I must have been knocked

out, because the maid tells me

Ms. Van Gorder's missing.

You better call Anderson

and let him know.

He's not at home?

Well where is he?

Out on a case?

What case?

Dr. Wells?

What else did they

tell you about him?

Oh, hurry, will you?

We've got to find Ms. Cornelia!

Ok.

Lieutenant Anderson

is out on a case.

Dr. Wells was found

dead in a room

next to his garage, murdered.

Dr. Wells?

There's something queer

about the killing of Wells.

But headquarters

won't talk about it.

Lizzie, Warner

isn't in his room.

There's no sign of him anywhere.

And I was supposed to

keep an eye on that guy.

Where's Ms. Cornelia?

That's what I want to know!

Wait a minute!

Didn't you say that

the chain and the bolt

were off of the front door?

I certainly did.

Well, maybe Ms. Van

Gorder went outside.

Oh, she never would.

We better look.

I can't-- I can't breathe.

There's no air.

Ms. Cornelia?

Ms. Van Gorder?

Ms. Van Gorder?

Look!

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