Not one of the more interesting episodes but good enough. Janice Rule arrives home from work and finds a little girl in the hallway. She invites the girl in for cocoa and finds that the kid has an uncanny way of knowing trivia about Rule's own childhood. Rule also discovers that the kid seems to be prompting her to remember what happened the night Rule's mother was murdered, an event she has mostly blocked from her mind.
The little girl runs out when there is a knock on the door. The new visitor is Shepperd Strudwick, the murderer, who has tracked Rule down as the only witness. Having been coached by the little girl, it all comes back to Rule, who is saved from being murdered herself only at the last minute, by deus ex staircase.
Janice Rule is an actress with a good deal of range and pretty, even features. If you asked a cartoonist to sit down and sketch a quick portrait of an imaginary "attractive woman" it would come out looking something like Janice Rule. There's nothing idiosyncratic or queer about it. All her features are properly placed with relation to one another. Her face could probably be reduced to a mathematical equation. But this is television and her make up, though otherwise properly subdued, is marred by a pair of false eyelashes the size of window awnings.
Shepperd Strudwick is asked to give a rather subtle performance and he succeeds. The little girl should be stomped on.
The little girl runs out when there is a knock on the door. The new visitor is Shepperd Strudwick, the murderer, who has tracked Rule down as the only witness. Having been coached by the little girl, it all comes back to Rule, who is saved from being murdered herself only at the last minute, by deus ex staircase.
Janice Rule is an actress with a good deal of range and pretty, even features. If you asked a cartoonist to sit down and sketch a quick portrait of an imaginary "attractive woman" it would come out looking something like Janice Rule. There's nothing idiosyncratic or queer about it. All her features are properly placed with relation to one another. Her face could probably be reduced to a mathematical equation. But this is television and her make up, though otherwise properly subdued, is marred by a pair of false eyelashes the size of window awnings.
Shepperd Strudwick is asked to give a rather subtle performance and he succeeds. The little girl should be stomped on.