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' IN A FIT malt-Juiov- CHAPTEE XIII LI ERE are some new tea towel designs that are truly differ ent. Grapes and jampots, oranges and a juicer, apples and a fruit 166-- desired. Pattern No....... Name......... Address Joan peered over his shoulder at the unintelligible writing. "What do they say?" revealed a desk, a shortBut Karl was not to be sideset and three large filtracked. "What is there between on a drew He of cabinets. pair ing touch anything," he you and Paul?" gloves. "Don't Pat laughed. "Are you jealous?" cautioned Joan.. "Jealous? Of course I am. I inJoan's heart was in her throat. sist upon knowing." Karl find if should "Oh Paul, what "I promised I wouldn't tell anyout we were here?" one," Pat hesitated. "By that time," Paul replied grimlKarl's voice was smoothly pery, "it will be too late." suasive. "But, liebchen, we are goradio the at looked curiously Joan ing to be married. You must not set "Do you suppose Karl has a have any secrets from your hustoo?" receiver band." "Probably, though where it would Pat's brown eyes were troubled. be I don't know." "Well, I don't know." He opened a drawer of "the desk. Karl took her hand, "You must "Doesn't seem to be. anything tell me," he insisted. here "I suppose now that we are en"Wait!". Joan cried. "What's gaged, it's different," Pat admitthis?" She seized a gray glove lyited, "Anyway it's really nothing for ng among pencils and bits of pa- you to be jealous about. You see, pers. "This is Sybil's glove!" she Paul is my brother. He's using an "She always wore assumed name because some time said excitedly. these with her suit, and she was ago he used to work for the governwearing that suit the day she dis- ment." "Indeed?" Karl Miller said, rising appeared." "I find that information Paul gazed speculatively at the quickly. slender gray glove. "It could mean extremely interesting." It seemed to Joan that Paul was that Sybil discovered this room, that she knew what was going on in taking an unnecessarily long time here, and that's why Karl put her looking for the code. She watched impatiently as he rechecked each out of the way." Joan pressed the glove against drawer, wondering at his calm deliberation. her cheek. "Oh Syb!" she wept. "Please Paul! Let's get out "I.still think Sybil is alive," Paul of here." hurry, said, "Karl is saving her as an ace "Queer I can't find it. They must In that way she is have up his sleeve. it here somewhere." of more use to him living than dead. "What does it matter now? We will hunch. It that's Anyway, my have the other evidence. You said be better if you can believe it too." papers incriminate Karl. "I'll try," Joan gulped, controll- these Isn't that enough?" ing herself with an effort. "I always like to do a thorough Half an hour "passed while Paul's while I'm at it." nimble fingers explored the contents job "Wait! Oh Paul, I hear someof drawer after drawer. thing! Someone is coming down the He tapped the walls' but they rehall!" vealed nothing. who It was Joan She ran to the open panel and cried, "Paul! Look at this desk. gazed through the office to the hallThere's something odd about it." to the street, but she There seemed to be a panel on the way leading see could nothing.'" side of the desk. "You're right," "You're just nervous," Paul said. Paul said, and gently forcing the be through in a minute. Sit "I'll wood, he pulled it to one side. "Here we are!" he said as they both down and relax." "I'm sure I heard someone. What gazed into a small hidden compartif Karl has found out?" Joan said, ment. Eagerly Paul thrust in his sitting down at the desk where Sybhand and drew forth a large envelremained among the pile ope. He opened it. "Look Joan! il's glove of papers. "He's too clever to let These are the plans for that bombius get awpy with this." ng plane. We were right!" "Karl's not as .clever as you may Joan peered over his shoulder at told her, "or he the unintelligible writing. "What do imagine," Paul these leave wouldn't papers for me . they say?" Paul smiled excitedly as he ran to find." "It all seems too easy," Joan inhis eyes over the pages. "Plenty! "There must be a catch to sisted. There's enough here to convict Karl and Mrs. Murdock as well as it." "We've waited long enough to get some others!" her. "I knew "Let's get out of here, quick," Karl," he reminded with Joan begged, glancing back at the that eventually we'd catch up Haven't you ever heard that him. panel which had admitted crime does not pay?" He actually them. "While we're here I'm going to seemed amused. "I don't see anything funny about take a last look around to see if I it!" can find a copy of that code." "You're a sweet kid!" Paul said. Joan watched his brown head bend over the drawer. Her heart went out "And you've been a big help tp me. to him in gratitude for his kindness. "Please let's get out of here!" She "This is really the end of our search was on the verge of tears. then?" she asked. Paul glanced around the small "It looks like it." strewn on the "I wish we were out of here," room. Papers were over the radio even carelessly floor, Joan repeated. "I have a tfeeling something else is about to happen." equipment. "This untidy mess will be quite Paul laughed. "You women and a surprise to our friends," he comyour intuitionl" mented. But Joan shivered nervously as "Are we going to the authorities she waited for Paul to finish. now?" Paul picked up the envelope. In a downtown hotel, Karl Miller And in here we have enough "Right. was dancing with Pat. to- keep Karl Miller out of circula"You're a darling!" he murmured tion for good." "gainst her hair. Joan took Sybil's glove and put it Oh Karl, I love you so much." before she could 'He smiled. "You are happy, in her purse, but Miller's voice Karl the fasten clasp, uebchen?" the from to open panel. them came "I still can't believe it," Pat said, I'd find you here." "I thought "ing her. radiant face to his. His powerful figure filled the small Just think . . . Mrs. Karl MiUer." Paul He held a gun. 'We can't be married for two or doorway. his coat, but Karl was for reached three months yet," Karl told her. for him. "No use trying 'I don't care. I'm so happy." too quick Mr. O'Malley." that, Fat gazed down at the emerald, a Joan backed against the wall, her magnificent jewel which flashed fastened, as though hypnotized, green fire from her hand. "It's such eyes Karl's face. upon beautiful ring! Joan will be s "You need not be frightened," surprised." told her. "I am principally Karl 'No doubt," Karl smiled. interested in Paul. Too bad he has And Paul too?" such a talkative sister." "Paul? Why should Paul be sur"So Pat told you?" prised?" Joan marveled at Paul's indifferne music had , stopped now and ence. they returned to their table. "Yes. It might interest you to What has Paul got to do with know that she thinks I am about " Karl demanded. to become your looked embarrassed. She had At last Paul's anger was aroused. promised not to reveal Paul's iden- "You dirty rati" Karl smiled. "I assure you I tity under any 'circumstances. "Oh, nothing," he faltered. have no intention of going through The light wave radio ..." half-ope- n - l' A INT MARTHA ' Kansas City, Ma. Enclose U cents tor each pattern Box brother-in-law.- it As you no doubt know, I already have one wife." "What have you done with her?" Paul demanded. "Shut up! Give me that envelope. We're getting out of here. Come on, Joan, I'll keep you with me." Paul walked ahead and Karl followed with Joan. His grasp on her "I never had a bitter fit in a arm was painful but she did not dress." wince. She was too proud to let 'I never had a worse fit than Karl Miller see that he had hurt when I saw the bill." - with 1 4 m. j Enjoy Better Results when you us Clabber Girl for quick breads, biscuits and other nourishing foods . . . Enjoy Better Value when you buy Clabber Girl her. There was a long ride down the Embaradero. Neither Karl nor Paul spoke. As they ; went through the warehouse and up the swaying steps of the gangplank, Joan was surprised at her own calmness. She was no longer afraid of Karl Miller She foUowed Paul's example of su perb indifference. On deck Paul and Joan were led to a small shabby cabin, and the door locked behind them. "Cozy?" Paul grinned. . "Paul! You act as though you ac tually enjoy this." His face grew serious. "I don't like it for your sake, Joan. But so far as I'm concerned, it couldn't have worked out better." "What do you mean?" "I counted on Karl's finding us at the beauty shop. I wanted him to I think he'll lead us to the rest of the gang this way." Joan sat down gingerly on a dirty. faded chintz chair. "But you said those papers were enough." Paul lit a cigarette. "They were, but I still have a few ends to tie. We're not in any actual danger yet, Trust me for that." Paul watched Joan as she ex plored their tiny prison. "You have more nerve than any other girl ever saw," he said, admiringly, repeating what he had said the night Karl killed Strom and Joan had promised to help trap Karl after Paul revealed he was an FBI man, "My knees are shaking," Joan admitted, smiling, "but I wouldn't let Karl know how I felt. It would give him too much satisfaction. "Good girl!" Paul approved. "And," Joan continued, "this may be your idea of 'no actual danger' but it doesn t seem that way to me. The gentle throb of the ship's en gines warned them the freighter was moving. "Here we go, Paul said "Try to trust me, Joan, that this is the best way. I took you with me tonight deliberately because I was afraid that it would be worse for you if you were left behind." "What about Pat?" "Pat doesn't know anything. They won t be apt to harm her." In the dim light of a small electric bulb they waited. As the ship rolled more, Paul said, "We're going through the Gate now. We'll soon be on the open sea." "Where is Karl taking us? Can' you tell me that? "I'd rather not. The first thing to find out is how he intends to get rid of those plans," he added, "Might ship them to a submarine.' "A submarine!" Joan cried in dis may. "It's not a pretty picture, is it? Paul said grimly. "That's why don't want you to know too much. Karl did not reappear but a sailor unlocked the door and mumbled something to Paul in German. "He says he'll show you to your cabin,' Paul explained. "I'd rather stay here!" But Paul advised her to go without objection, so Joan followed the sailor out on deck. He opened a door and motioned for her to go inside. Hes itatingly she obeyed. There was a bunk with a quilt folded neatly upon it, a washstand and one porthole through which Joan could see the deck. Fog enveloped the sea and it was impossible to tell how far away from shore they were. In a few minutes she heard the sound of footsteps, and sitting up she saw that Paul was being shown into the cabin next to hers. Even though the door was locked behind him and a sailor remained on guard outside, Joan was comforted to know that he was near. Joan had not expected to have any rest that night but she found herself overcome with fatigue. She wakened to feel the warmth of the bud upon her face. BY REPUTATION SHE Jusf YOUR KNOWS DISH LASTINGLY . " TO BE CONTINUED) She You used to say I was the dearest little woman you ever heard of before we were married. He Well, now I say that you are the dearest I ever HEARD. NOT WORRIED ?7 J Mrs. Lagg The grocer says he'll stop our credit next Saturday. Mr. Lagg Fine! Nothing to wor ry about till next Saturday. BUMPER CROP 3 fx I Co. IMI TRY, THEM WITH FRUIT FOR AN EXTRA TASTE THRILL .,,. br KtllostCmpur Good, Bad Hawks Like snakes, hawks do much good. Only five species of bawks and one species of owl do more harm than good and these species are far fewer in numbers than good hawks. Good hawks are staunch foes of field mice and locusts and ought to be encouraged. One difficulty with hawks is that only bird scientists can tell the good hawks from the bad. To the farmer and even the game warden, hawks look very much alike and a hawk in the sky means a warning to get out the old gun as fast as possible. 1 ,.lll,l.ll.nll-M..l- ,ln. J Gar Fish Are Edible (known also as Bill-Fis- h native of both and Needle-Fishtemperate and tropical seas and fresh water, have bones of a pale, n color. There are about 40 to 50 known species, some four to five feet long. They have long, silvery bodies and long, pointed, sharply-toothed beaks. Related to flying fish, they swim on the surface. The fish are edible but their green color deters people from eating them. Gar-Fis- h ), sea-gree- Inventive Batting Average the 65 inventions predicted for "Do you think it will ever amount the next 75 years by A. C. 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