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As you remember, a man named Homer Smith, who was the secret agent for an unscrupulous munitions magnate, obtained control of the Daily Planet by blackmailing John Grayson, the publisher of the paper. When editor Perry White blocked Smith's plan to attack the World Peace Federation and the planet, the gray-haired editor mysteriously disappeared. Convinced that Smith was only a stooge for greedy men who were attempting to sabotage the Peace Federation and who were responsible for Perry White's disappearance, Clark Kent persuaded Grayson to cooperate with him. That evening, Kent and Inspector Henderson joined Grayson in the library of his home, where Kent explained his plan. Now, when Homer Smith phones in again, you insist that he come here to see you, Mr. Grayson. Tell him the story we arranged, and I'm sure he'll go directly to the people he's working for. And we follow him, eh, Kent? Right, Inspector. We follow him to the man behind this dirty plot. But Kent is unaware that Rufus Pelley, the cruel and cunning man who makes millions by supplying the munitions of war, has anticipated his trap and laid plans of his own with Homer Smith. As we continue now in John Grayson's library, Inspector Henderson is growing impatient as the grandfather clock strikes seven. Ah, this looks like a wars out, Kent. I don't think Smith is going to call. I'm sure he will, Inspector. Well, I spoke to him this afternoon and said I wanted to see him. He said he'd call back. Yeah, then why hasn't he? It's seven o'clock. Well, patience, Inspector. Patience. Oh, patience, my eye. This is what happens when amateurs try to play detective. Now, look, I... If Smith did have anything to do with Perry White's disappearance... I'm certain it did. ...the chances are all your shenanigans tipped him off that you suspect him. But this time, he's probably flown the coop. No, no, no. Smith isn't a petty crook who scares easily and runs away. He knows his tracks are well covered, and he's working for people who are playing for big stakes. The wrecking of the World Peace Federation. Do you think men who don't hesitate at blackmail, abduction, and even murder scare easily? Well, I've seen plenty of big-time criminals who didn't hesitate at anything. Until they felt the hot breath of the law on their necks. And they turned yellow and ran for their lives. Well, that may be true, but unless I'm very wrong, Inspector, this is a different breed of criminal from any you've ever encountered. We're going after criminals who want mass murder. War. Yeah? Who says so? I do. Look at the lengths they've gone to in order to sabotage the Peace Federation. The only organization that can prevent war. Why, they've blackmailed Mr. Grayson here, publisher of one of the greatest papers in the country, abducted its editor, murdered a taxi driver. Okay, okay, don't go into all that again. Well... I think Kent's right, Inspector. Well, maybe. But that's all the more reason you two shouldn't have monkeyed with Smith without police help. Well, you, Grayson, should have come to me the moment Smith went to work on you. Yes, Inspector, I suppose so. But, well, frankly, I was scared. That evidence Smith manufactured would have put me on trial as a traitor. So well framed that I'd probably have been convicted. That would kill my wife. I see. Now, don't you worry, Mr. Grayson. I've got a hunch we're going to clear up the whole mess tonight. Uh-oh. Maybe that's Smith now. Now, wait a minute, wait a minute. You know what you're to say to him now. Yes, I know. I have to get him out here. Right. And hold the phone a little away from your ear, so Kent and I can hear. All right. Yes, is this... Homer Smith. It's a human attack. Oh, yes, Mr. Smith. As I told you this afternoon, I have something very important to discuss with you. If you could possibly come out here this evening... I know. I called to tell you I'm sorry, but I... This is very important. Look, Grayson. But listen. Listen, Mr. Grayson. Oh, look here, Smith. I'm still the publisher of the planet. I can fire you at any time, you know. Don't try to... Going to fall into your trap, eh, Kent? Don't get him. Going to come out here, listen to a cock and bull story, then lean it straight to his gang and Perry White, eh? This looks bad, Kent. I don't understand it. Well, it's as plain as the nose on your face. Smith thinks Mr. Grayson is too scared of a trial for treason to stand in his way. But if Grayson was still that scared, he wouldn't have sent Smith that letter today, ordering him to suspend publication of the planet until further notice. Well, he figures that was strictly up love. Which it was. How could he think that when Grayson deliberately defied him? And when he didn't knuckle under to him on the phone just now? No, no, this doesn't add up, Inspector. It just doesn't. Smith should be out here like a shot. Or at least tell Grayson to come to his place and then try to scare him into submission again. No, no, no. Something's very wrong here. Yes, it does seem strange. Then what do you suggest we do? I've got to think this out. Smith has something up his sleeve. I'm sure of it. Uh-oh. I'll answer it this time. No, no, no. Wait a minute. Wait a minute, Inspector. It might be Smith again. Let Mr. Grayson answer it. Well. All right. Go ahead, Mr. Grayson. Hello? Yes. Mr. Kent? Why, yes. Just a minute. It's for you, Kent. Me? Yes. Must be Jim Olsen or Lois. They're the only ones who know where I am. Thanks, Mr. Grayson. Hello? Mr. Kent? Yes? Who is this? This is the doctor. Oh, yes, Dr. Ronald. What is it? We have a Miss Lois Lane here. Miss Lane? What happened? What is it, Kent? She was in an accident. An accident? Great Scott. Miss Lane in an accident? Uh-oh. Yes. Well, is she hurt seriously, Doctor? Well, wait. I'll be there at once. Thank you, Doctor. What about Miss Lane? Lois was in an accident. She's at the Flower Ridge Hospital. I've got to go there at once. Oh, that's too bad. I'll drive you over, Kent. No, no. You'd better stay here, Inspector. Smith might call. Mr. Grayson will be here if Smith calls again, which I doubt. And the hospital is on the way back to headquarters. Come on. Uh, Miss Lois Lane was brought into your hospital this evening. What room is she in, please? Uh, Miss Lane, did you say? Yes. Hurry, please, Doctor. There's no Miss Lane brought in here today. What? She was. I just had a phone call from Dr. Arnold. He said Miss Lane had been in an accident. She must have been taken to another hospital. Oh, no. Dr. Arnold said the Flower Ridge... Well, this is the Flower Ridge Hospital, and I'm Dr. Gibbs, the admitting physician. But I assure you, gentlemen, we have no Miss Lane in this hospital. Are you sure? Well, yes, I'm certain. What's more, there's no Dr. Arnold connected with this hospital. Startled Clark Kent and Inspector Henderson stare at the admitting physician, and then at each other. What does this mean? We'll know more in a moment when we return for the startling climax of today's episode. So stand by. You know, gang, in summer especially, it's a good idea to be an eager beaver about breakfast. Because if you don't eat right in the morning, how can you feel like cramming all the fun you'd like into each vacation day? So tomorrow morning, just breeze up to a dish of Kellogg's Pep, the sunshine cereal. See how Pep, with cool milk and sugar, tickles your taste, puts your appetite in the mood to eat. Just get that lively Pep flavor, a golden toasted flavor. Get the cool crispness of each light whole wheat flake. And get those swell Pep prizes. Yes, sir, those swell surprise prizes. Because you can never tell which kind of a prize you'll find in your next package of Pep. For instance, you may find an exciting colored cardboard model of a light plane, easy and fun to assemble. There are seven model planes you can collect. Or you may find one of a great new series of 24 bird pictures with a description on the reverse side to help you identify each of these birds when you see it. Or your next Pep prize may be a bright colored comic button with a famous character out of the funnies. One of 18 keen buttons to wear on your beanie cap or jacket. So hop to it, gang. Get busy collecting all three kinds of these wonderful prizes. Ask mom to get you a package of Kellogg's Pep next time she goes shopping. Law Ridge Hospital, Clark Kent and Inspector Henderson have just been told that Lois Lane is not a patient there. Despite a phone call, Kent had received. Moving away from the admitting physician's desk, Henderson says... This is strange, Kent. Yes, it certainly is, Inspector. I can't understand... Wait, Scott. What's the matter? I just thought of something. Hmm? Look, Inspector, you get back to John Grayson's house as quickly as you can. I'll meet you there. Grayson's house? What for? I've got a hunch there's trouble. I'll verify it in a moment. Then I'll meet you at Grayson's. Yes, but when you want... For heaven's sake, don't stop to ask questions. Now, get out there as soon as you can. Rushing from the hospital, Clark Kent steps behind a dark hedge, strips off his business suit, and stands revealed in the blue costume and red cape of Superman. Then, up! Hospital grounds, Superman streaks through the evening skies, suddenly checks his flight above Lois Lane's apartment house, his keen eyes searching below. There's Lois in her apartment, speaking on the telephone. I thought so. Away to John Grayson's house. Mr. Cameron... Where's Mr. Grayson, Phillips? He was taken away, sir. Taken away? By whom? By two police officers. Police officers? Yes, sir. They showed me their badges when I answered the doorbell. Yes. I let them in, and they told Mr. Grayson he was under arrest. Arrest? Mr. Grayson asked why and demanded to see their warrant. Yes. But they produced their revolvers instead and insisted that he accompany them in their car. Was it a police car? Why, I suppose so, sir. Good heavens. I just remembered, Mr. Kent. What? Our police cars are painted blue and cream. This car was maroon. I was afraid of this. Suddenly frightened, John Grayson's butler puts a shaking hand against the door for support. With Clark Kent stands rigidly while thoughts race through his mind. That phony report of Lois... He knows now that he's stymied by Homer Smith and Rufus Pelley. Evil men who had plunged the world into another bloody war to line their own pockets. Now that they've fooled Kent and captured John Grayson, while Kent sought to trap them, the lives of two men are at stake. Can Superman pick up their trail in time? Monday's episode provides the answer to many questions, so don't miss it. 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