Rocky Jordan

Time now for Rocky Jordan.

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can't always be right, but with the practice I've had, it doesn't take long to spot a phony.

She was carrying a brown leather briefcase, and the end of her nose was tilted just a little as if something smelled.

I thought so, too.

Again, we bring you a story of adventure with Rocky Jordan, proprietor of the Café Tambourine, which stands in a narrow street off Cairo's native quarter in sight of the mosque Sultan Hassan.

The Café Tambourine, crowded with forgotten men of the waterfronts, alive with the babble of many languages.

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Time now for Rocky Jordan.

Things had been dull around the tambourine until I got that invitation to the tent of a desert sheik.

The stakes were too high.

Again, we bring you a story of adventure with Rocky Jordan, proprietor of the Café Tambourine, which stands in a narrow street off Cairo's native quarter within sight of the mosque Sultan Hassan.

The Café Tambourine, crowded with forgotten men from the world's waterfronts, alive with the babble of many languages.

Now, Rocky Jordan, and tonight's story, Ace High Straight.

Ace High Straight

I had spent half the night before in a poker game, and I always kept drawing to straights that didn't fill.

I got up late the next morning, and knowing my gambling friend would soon be around for his dough, I took a bag of money out of the safe in my office.

I had just sat down at my desk to count it out when Chris, my bartender, came in.

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Time now for Rocky Jordan.

Not far from the mosque Sultan Hassan in Cairo stands the cafe tambourine run by Rocky Jordan.

The cafe tambourine crowded with forgotten men.

alive with the babble of many languages.

Only her purse didn't match.

But the sound of her voice made me forget that.

Rocky Jordan.

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The original air date is December the 19th of 1948.

And this one is up in flames.

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[instrumental music] Time now for Rocky Jordan.

[instrumental music] Not far from the mosque Sultan Hassan in Cairo stands the Café Tambourine, run by Rocky Jordan.

The Café Tambourine, crowded with forgotten men, alive with the babble of many languages, for this is Cairo, where modern adventure and intrigue unfold against a backdrop of antiquity.

Tonight's story, The Case of the Sleepy Camel.

He was, only he couldn't see me.

Propped up against a post there in the ray of moonlight sat the little camel driver, Yusuf, a knife in his back.

You are listening to The Case of the Sleepy Camel, tonight's adventure with Rocky Jordan.

Living and dead.

Again, we bring you a story of adventure with Rocky Jordan, proprietor of the Cafe Tambourine, which stands in a narrow street off Cairo's native quarter within sight of the mosque Sultan Hassan.

The Cafe Tambourine, crowded with forgotten men from the world's waterfronts, alive with the babble of many languages.

Now, Rocky Jordan and tonight's story, Strangers Three.

I made a dry run down the boulevard by Kiel, and sure enough, a stranger in felt hat and tweeds was still following me.

I headed south, away from the crowds.

Oh, yeah.

Well, thanks for everything.