my father’s a great believer in permanence. he thinks everything should have an infinite lifespan - should last forever.
perhaps some things can.
"Gracious Hospitality" and "Friendly Warmth" is not what I see in the scene above. "Would you like some poison in your sherry", maybe!
It’s funny, but Roma Wines was a sponsor for the radio show Suspense. They must enjoy horror.
Live from Collinwood…work in progress…
"I’m sorry, Mrs. Johnson. Forgive me. I’ve had a very difficult night."
”Caring for him?”
At Collinwood Mrs. Johnson inquires about Barnabas condition. Harry found him collapsed in the woods, pale and trembling and barely able to stand. He refused help, saying that Julia would take care of him back at the Old House. Julia covers her surprise, and assures Mrs. Johnson that Barnabas is home resting. But it’s plain that Julia suspects the nature of Barnabas’ “illness”. Novice killer Joe decides he’s too weak to strangle Barnabas with his bare hands, but a drapery cord could do the trick. Joe creeps up on a snoozing Barnabas and wraps the cord around his neck.
This whole plot is *full* of ironies—Barnabas being a vampire’s victim, Barnabas being on the receiving end of a strangling!