An avalanche does in the Kerbys while skiing, to their bemusement. The Toppers are buying their old haunts.

Moving day, and the ghosts reveal themselves only to Topper.

Exit Velma, so George scares up a replacement.

The Kerbys demolish a charlatan.

Cosmo tries to be a slimmer he.

Her cap is new-set at a Topper table guest.

Neil, who is fond of a snifter, absconds with bank papers.

An amusing tyke.

A burglar is prowling the neighborhood.

Foreign relations.

A fast-moving tale.

Dickens, by Topper.

Topper rings in the new year.

Mr. & Mrs. Topper spend their anniversary in a haunted inn.

Mrs. Topper butters up the poetry set.

As if every day wasn't.

It's always fair weather, if it isn't foul, or something.

The stars look down on Topper's workaday world.

A port in any storm.

Putting this one across is no easy matter.

A juvenile influence on the Kerbys, or the other way around.

The Kerbys give Topper's old school tie a fillip.

Batten down the hatches, tight ship.

An insurance company investigator is suspicious of the Kerbys.

His boss is in the enemy camp.

A phonybaloney art instructor shows Mrs. Topper the spiritual side of life.

The Kerbys will have none of it.

What goes up the family tree, must come down eventually...

George & Marion even the odds.

New Mexico, cattle ranch, bank business.

The Kerbys play a joke on Cosmo by convincing him he's won $800,000 playing the Irish Sweepstakes.

The Kerbys do their own mail sorting at the P.O.

Of course he does, when he feels like it, but not with a State Department pouch.

Dejeuner sur l'herbe, said the punning health food nut.

It's all arranged by Mrs. Topper.

But are the Toppers ready?

Topper is surrounded by card sharks.

Enter Cosmo.

She's engaged to a Hollywood star, but is he all he seems?

Topper has his day in court, over a parking ticket.

The bank is robbed, the Kerbys ride to the rescue.

Feathering your nest, you might say.

The Kerbys arrange an entertainment of sorts.

Topper comes into money, but is it a dry hole?

Chess by the fire beats chess by wire, what?

Government business, that sort of thing.

Who needs it?

Cosmo mishears his diagnosis, prepares to join George and Marion.

Topper is drafted. Just SNAFU.

In quarantine.

Topper's playing Scrooge, the Kerbys haunt his holidays.

Always a festive occasion.

Cheering up someone else, playing charades as servants for the cook's parents, why not, hm?

A monkey's uncle.

Back to the fittest. Survival, you know.

After the teller gone south of the border.

Topper is assigned by the bank to find a wealthy but unknown depositor of railroad stock now worth six-and-a-half million dollars.

Entertaining the client.

Beating the bookie.

The old bean gets beaned and knows not the Kerbys.

A chic sheik, but is he for real?

A freeway? Over George & Marion's dead bodies!

A studio loan.

The Prisoner of Zenda

The French, they are a funny race.

A contest entry in Topper's name, by George.

Pyramids, mummies, that sort of thing.

George is prospecting, out in the back yard.

George invents a martini maker that vacuums your floors.

Raising funds for Henrietta's alma mater.

George's old chum, just out of the pen.

The Ghosts Go East.

George simply had to fly the plane.

The cook meets a butler.

Topper helps the Feds.

The Kerbys stake a claim on his accident policy.

Facing the boot, he scrounges for loot.

A business upstart, hm, bad business that.