 He gave her enough of those sleeping pills to kill a horse, but she's all right now. How do you feel, bud? Oh, all right, I guess. It's a good thing you had us standing by tonight, son. Why, he had you trussed up like a turkey. He was going to hang you. Gee, Mr. Burrell, he must have been crazy. I guess he wanted to get us both out of the way before Mother could change that will. For crying out loud, bud, why didn't you let me in on this? Gee, I hated to do it, Joe, honest. But I had to. Someone had to be the guinea pig. It was my idea, Joe. I sent the note to Mr. Burrell.