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With Alfred, his butler, and Man Friday, Batman rushed to Cove Harbor in his bat boat, only to learn that the yacht had put to sea an hour before. Batman gave chase. But meanwhile, hidden aboard the yacht at Dick Grayson, Robin was seen by his grandfather's secretary, a man named Marsh, who thought he had shot the boy in Metropolis. Robin took refuge in a sea chest in the captain's stateroom. As we continue now, Marsh has been joined in the stateroom by Captain Skinner. Huddled in the chest, Robin hears Marsh say, I tell you, the boy Dick Grayson is on this boat, Captain. We've got to find him. That's impossible, Mr. Marsh. He can't be on the boat. He is, I tell you. I saw him. I was talking to the old man. That is, Mr. Grayson in his stateroom, when the boat pitched and the door banged open. And there was Dick standing in the corridor looking at us. Nonsense. How could he be alive? You said you shot him. I did, and yet, yet I'm sure I just saw him in the corridor. Use your head, man. How could young Grayson be dead in Metropolis where you left him, and yet be seen alive on this yacht? Why, why he couldn't, of course. Of course he couldn't. So it stands to reason you just thought. I'm afraid it's just that, uh, well, uh, now we're coming close to the payoff, you're getting a bit jumpy, that's all. Incidentally, when's that going to be? What? When's what going to be? You know, me, Mr. Grayson, going to kick off. Pretty soon now, I hope. About when, would you say? Oh, in a few weeks, I suppose. Perhaps the month. Why wait that long? Now that his grandson's finished, you inherit the old man's millions when he goes. So why not make quick work of it? What's your hurry, Captain? Just that I want to get my hands on my chair. I see. Well, you know, it takes time for the poison to work. He's getting very small doses in his food. Well, I'll give him big doses and get it over with. Are you out of your mind? It's got to be done slowly and carefully, so when he goes, poisoning won't be suspected. If we gave him a big dose, the doctor would spot it at once and we'd be in for it. Not if it were done at sea. What do you mean? Well, if Grayson dies while we're on the way like this, we just bury him at sea. And who's going to be the wiser? I see. I see. That's good. No. No, it's too risky. Why, you've got nothing to worry about. But what if his grandson, Dick, is the liar? Will you come off that? I tell you, your nerves beat itself together, old man. Bring him a snack before... A biscuit and a glass of wine. Good. We'll split millions. Go down to the galley and fix... I've poisoned my grandfather, eh? Well, those babies are due for a big surprise. I hope. Phew. That old sea chest makes close quarters. Now for some action. And the first thing to do is warn my newly discovered grandfather. Who are you, boy? Shh. Keep your voice down, Grandpop. What did you call me? Sounds funny, huh? Now look here, you. Shh. For the love of Mike, it'll be curtains for both of us. But quick. I... I don't understand. Who are you? Sir, get ready for a shock. I'm your grandson, Dick Grayson. My... my grandson? Uh-huh. Surprised? You do look like my son, John, when he was a boy. Oh, matter of fact, you... you look just like him. Yeah, that's what everybody says. Now, listen... But you can't be. Marsh said my grandson had disappeared years ago. So how could you be on this yacht? My... Look, Grandpa, we're wasting time. But if you must know, I followed Mr. Ratt. Huh? That's my pet name from Marsh to Cove Harbor. And then when he went aboard the launch, I made like a fish and swam to the yacht and stowed away. Now, it's a good thing I did, because Marsh is planning to slip you a Mickey tonight. The kind you don't wake up from. Uh, uh, Mickey, what are you saying, son? He's planning to poison you. Poison me? Check. You see, he thinks he finished me in Metropolis today. But I pulled the old Indian trick on him and fell just as he was pulling the trigger. Lucky for me, he didn't have time to check up and stow. But why? Why? Look, Grandpop, get hep. With me out of the picture, Marsh... Marsh inherits all your money, doesn't he? Why, yes, yes, but... All right, there you are. But that's impossible, son. Why, Paul Marsh has been with me for years. I trust him absolutely. You know, maybe I should let you go on trusting him. Especially after you gave my father the back of your neck. Just because he joined the circus and earned an honest living instead of living like a parasite on your money. Oh, I must admit, I was a stupid, hard-headed snob, and I've lived to regret it. That's why I came to America. I wanted to find you, make it up to you. I've been very lonely, Dick. Well, now that you're here... That's just it, Grandpa. Don't you see? I won't be here long, or you either, unless we figure out a way to stop Marsh and your yacht captain from carrying out their murderous scheme. Captain Skinner? Is he working with Marsh? Oh, and how. They're as chummy as two bugs in a dirty rug. And it's my hunch the crew are a nice bunch of rascals, too. Oh, this is a terrible shock, son. Terrible. Paul Marsh and Captain Skinner. I've trusted them. I... by heaven, I... I'll have the bounders in here. I... Easy, easy does it, Grandpa. Do you want us to wind up in Davy Jones' locker? But look here, I... Look, our only chance is to play Foxy, see? Stole him somehow until Batman gets here. Batman? Oh, uh... well, he's a friend of mine who's on his way. Oh, I see. I hope. Now, listen. I've got to find a place to hide. But first, let me warn you. Whatever you do, don't take anything to eat or drink, Savvy. But why? Because just for your information, Marsh has been slipping little doses of poison into your food for some time. Good God, Ray. No wonder I've been so weak lately. I couldn't even leave my bed to help search for you. And I had to trust Marsh with everything. Why... by the bounder... Relax, Grandpa. We don't want Marsh to get suspicious when he comes in here. Now, let's see. Where can I hide? I've got just the place for you, Dick. Marsh! Yeah, now, now, look here, Marsh. Grab him, Captain. Oh, no, you don't. Remember what I told you, Grandpa? Captain, look. Look, he's trying to get through the fog. No, you don't get up like that. Ah, let go of here. Captain, release that boy. Let's go, Grandson. Marsh, Marsh. Send Captain Skin to release me at once. That's it. One fire to here. That's it. That's it. Grab him. Then bring him up on deck. I'll see that he doesn't get away this time. Fighting curiously, Dick Grayson, who is robbing, is slowly overpowered by Marsh and the early Captain Skinner who swarm over him. We'll be back in a moment with the exciting climax of today's episode. So stand by. 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Or your next Pep prize may be one of 18 bright colored comic buttons, picturing characters straight out of the funnies. So ask mom to get you a supply of Kellogg's Pep and look for your prize inside the package. Dick Grayson, who is really Robin, has been overpowered by Marsh and Captain Skinner. Then over the angry objections of his grandfather was carried to the deck of the yacht. Now, standing by the rail in the moonlight, Marsh says... You won't get away this time, Dick, because this time it won't do you any good to play dead. Not when I throw you overboard. Speed from the port, Captain Skinner, there's a big speedboat drawing up on his support. Yippee, it's the back boat. Oh, yes, I see it. The goose, the grime, man the guns. Cheers, Batman. Yes, Alfred, it's a bad break. I was hoping we could get right up to them. I think that's Master Dick, sir, on the after deck. Yes. Well, now we've got to try to get in the... Why, what? Oh, they're firing at us. This seems bad, sir. This isn't good, Alfred. It's glad that moon came up so brightly. Well, we've got to do a bit of maneuvering now. We're not going away, sir, are we? I'm not. As soon as we get around behind them in their shadow, I'm going to dive off and swim to the ark. But, sir... You get back to Metropolis, contact Clark Kent, Alfred. But I can't leave you, sir. You must. Do as I say, it's our only chance. All right, I will take the wheel and swing her around. Charge! But, sir... Don't argue, Alfred. I tell you, our only chance is for Robin and me to stand these fellas off. Possible. Until super... Until Clark Kent takes over. So, tear back to Metropolis. Here I go. It's been seen. Batman dives from his sleek craft and swims underwater toward the yacht. As Alfred turns the fleet backboat and starts back toward Metropolis at full throttle, with the guns from the yacht blazing... What will happen? Will Batman's desperate plan succeed? Can he somehow sustain himself and Robin against desperate odds as Alfred rushes toward Metropolis, where Clark Kent, at this very moment, is vainly trying to track Batman's interrupted call for help? Although Clark Kent, who is Superman, knows his friends are in trouble, he is helpless to aid them right now. But tomorrow brings another development. So be sure to be with us then, as Batman and Robin, together again, fight for their lives. Tune in again tomorrow, same time, same station. And remember, for breakfast, it's Kellogg's Pep. For excitement, the adventures of Superman. Superman is a copyrighted feature appearing in Superman DC comic magazines, and is brought to you Monday through Friday at this same time by Kellogg's Pep, the sunshine cereal. Say, when you shiver out of bed on a frosty morning, gang, that's crumbles weather. That's when you want a toasty kind of cereal with zip and go. Kellogg's Crumbles. 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