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Show l-jHtt. A 44 f- w 7Z tAu-uveriJut the s& MKtchard Powell- oilOOttfia AN 'WNER SANCTUM MYSTERY r 'STARRING ARAB - ANDY BLAKE TLtuim' H AMERICAN FORK CITIZEN. AMERICAN FORK, UTAH BY THUS rt Lt Aady Arab I murmured, "For" me? Tow uivciy i th tarte to work wit Oa m bat looking for Uvtni k sttrt4 to writo Snwa ta arerheard. Sk iu mm j i err ol -vf went ap, gady Jamped of tat , bat tripped, (ell striate! all bead p la bed. After leillai the Are wai ap to, be left th 0 went wita her to th reom- 1 Be got into ft Ifht with fUCfU h. kia kaowa la Paris. Arab were coavlaced thai soma-wreaf soma-wreaf la that boom. Andy I to drive homo. CHAPTER IV minute." Arab said. "I frite down my phone num. la" ime back and handed me paper. "See you tomor-" tomor-" the said. the car and drove away t to look at Arab's slip of several blocks. When I fcped the car 10 fast that scraped the urea aown i. I had almost forgotten was something terribly h the house on Q Street d given me a page torn notebook she had used on There were the absurd cks of the Arabella Blake System. Above them she in the translation. It was she had skipped when jead her notes to me. It jeetiott- which- ha brought house on Q Street, and her a candidate for the in the obituary columns. en the bus had said softly fianion, "There is a room E5797 Q Street, Northwest, lot be helped. The girl men." the car around and start-id start-id then changed1 my mind, nth Arab would get me I a sore throat This called Instead of argument For I could help her find out wrong with the house on d at a drugstore and lerk to let me look through ishington papers he had. Dugh the preceding day's thout finding anything. I :ked on that day's Wash-it Wash-it Then, In the Star's rent section, I spotted it Mure, cpuldo't JbAKejaade r. The ad announced: 'OR RENT-Furnished fst and dinner optional, d house 5797 Q St., NW. rls only. Must be cul-ef. cul-ef. college or bus. sen.' all or write giving full Mrs. R. Fielding. ly Renee Fielding be-lcking be-lcking and choosing, and i wartime Washington she ?way with it I went to laled the Wisconsin num- Fin th ad. anH asked for 11a Reynolds. ard her voice, I growled, n't break up a date with ied. "Were you worried? hit him. Listen, how did that you knew a room why, I just said I saw be Post Ooooh, and you B there wasn't any!" But Of COUrSe Vnn ehnnlHn't v j .... ' auvw aone iv t "If you feel that way." I said. "maybe I could get a refund." "Try to get them back. Come on upstairs and I'll let you eat all the marshmallow centers and you can tell me what's wrong with the way I'm fixing the room." We went upstairs. At the head of the steps a painted sign hung down irom pn old-fashioned ceiling fixture. announced: VISITOR. The totem pole who acted eol- ored maid was planted beside the door of a lighted room. "Sadie," Arab said,, "do you think I could get a vase lor these lovely flowers?" "Yes'm," Sadie admitted. She followed us into the room, and announced. an-nounced. "Did Mis' Fielding tell you 'bout leaving the do' open part way, Mis' Reynolds?" "Yes. she did. Sadie." The maid nodded and went out leaving the door ajar eight inches. A moment later her head popped back In the opening. She stared at me, opened the door four inches wider, wid-er, and vanished. Arab looked at me and her face wrinkled in crying lines and she flung herself into my arms. Her breath came in warm little gasps against my lips. Her slim legs I X One was in the Star. Wild have thought you papers mixed up." I read j and added, "You must .bom with a silver horse-pr horse-pr mouth. Suppose there fc any ad?" 'softly. "You take awfully ft me. Thank you, Andy." letter thank me. Taking is a tough job. It's like t watchman of a TNT it easy. Try to stay , lunch tomorrow, and I'll $e." Ifave much hope of getting next day to hunt a part- it turned out that I was Middle Eastern theater hot what with the Brit-Army Brit-Army getting ready to Rommel at El Alamein. fearly seven when, J got. tabbed a sandwich and ' of the beverage bars in Ion. I took a "bus into t remembered that I was 1 HP Ctaptmi at nicrri l IB as VVU VOlll J,r some candy and flowers. V. of course. If a cuy ed to make a hit with ring land mines. er men were waiting in big Marine in dress Ivy lieutenant (j.g.). and We exchanged nods and We waited. -We smoked , nd tried not to let -our ttet and studied our flnger-e flnger-e might be lghf girls to In Washington, but we treated the way women treated men. j I lieutenant was claimed Jnette trick came In and Jumped up, almost wag- The Marine and civil- on -leashes next, and appeared and looked I decided I'd do., I bab-how bab-how nice she looked and 8't been waiting long at I her the candy and flow-wily flow-wily as a puppy bringing 11. I guess I have no "I think that yon will like each other." trembled against mine. I could feel my heart rattling around like a cocktail cock-tail shaker and my vertebrae playing play-ing leapfrog up and down my back. 'This isn't any easier for me than it U for you." she sobbed. "Then let's stop this nonsense and-" jAnly..JKe,.yB-.goiJtataA.out what's wrong here!" I groaned. "Just for once," I said, "couldn't we find out what's right? Let's find that the body in the bathtub bath-tub is only a guy who couldn't find any other place to sleep In Washington Washing-ton and that the plot concerns a pound of unrationed sugar and that the missing heiress eloped with 4-F Freddie." Arab drew back and looked at me queerly. "How did you know?" "Know what?" "About the girl who had this room. She eloped. Three nights ago." "Swell. Then there's nothing wrong. I like that girl I never met her but I like her. Count me in on the mohogrammed linen: -A good sensible girl. Goes off and gets married instead of murdered. I like that girl." . "She'll need more, than, mono-grammed mono-grammed linen," Arab said. "She eloped from here without taking even a toothbrush or nightie." My stomach dropped out of forma tion with the rest of my insides. went into a half-loop, and then fell off in a spin. I said feebly, "Lots of girls-" "Please listen. Andy. I want you to hear the whole story." "Go ahead," 1 said gloomily. "But if this is one of those stories that ends by the teller shouting Boo. we'll save time if I pass out right now." -Well," Arab said, "her name was Paula Thompson." "Stop itl Her name is Paula Thompson." "All right Paula came here last spring from Indiana. She's twenty. She'd been brought up by an aunt who died last winter. Paula worked for five months for the Office of Censorship. Cen-sorship. Off. and on she had dates with a man named Bill McAdams. Nobody thought he was really interested in-terested in her." I get the . picture, I said. A quiet little girl. Not too attractive. Everybody watched and said. :What can he see In her?' and made eyes at Bin." you have a mean nature, Andy. Now, listen. Three nights ago they had a date. According to the official story, Bill told her he had a sweU job offered him uv a war plant near New Orleans, and wanted her to marry him and go along. Paula couldn't quite make up her mind. She came back here, decided she would, telephoned Bill, met him out-side, out-side, and drove away. All in a few hours." "Who's authority for the story?" "Paula. She telephoned here from West Virginia the next morning." "Good old Paula. I knew she'd come through. I like that glrL So now we can forget It huh?" Arab glared at me. "A fine detective de-tective you make," she snapped. "Always taking things at face value." "I don't want to be a fine detective. detec-tive. I'm not the detective type. I got a bunch I'm more the victim type." "Can't you see she might have been forced to make that phone call? She didn't give any information that would make her easy to trace. Just that they'd been married in a West Virginia town and to please send her things to New Orleans to Railway Express and to address any mail to General Delivery. The girls who talked with her admit she sounded very queer and strained." I joined her at the window, and peered out Our game was a lot of nonsense, of course, but I found my pulse shifting from second Into high. I don't know what I expected to see. Something startling, probably. I waa in the spirit of the game and ready for anything. Anything, that is, except ex-cept what was there, Because nothing was there. You looked out and saw a tree. A common ordinary pin oak. Oaks don't shed their leaves early and this one was well equipped. The leaves and branches blotted out any possible pos-sible view. "What do you make of it?" Arab asked. I growled, "She looked out and saw a Nazi parachutist on the lower branch. On the next one a gorilla was practicing nip-ups. And just above that big crotch was a raven quoting Edgar Allan Poe to beat the devil." "Ravens," she murmured. "But that birdhouse isn't big enough for ravens." . "What birdhouse?" "In that crotch." H'aodd bow you- can miss thhtgsr There was a birdhouse in the crotch. Enough, starlight filtered .down through the leaves to show It rather plainly. Most people would have been satisfied now, but not Arab. She got a flashlight from a bureau drawer and flicked it over the tree. The beam centered for a moment on the birdhouse, then went out "Did you see what I saw?" Arab asked quietly. "Yeah. It's new. The paint isn't spotted. I saw a couple of bright nail heads. But listen, Arab, that doesn't mean anything." "Darling, do people put up bird- houses around here in October?" "Sure, all the best people. And furthermore " "Do they put them up facing north? I always understood that birds liked a southern exposure." 'These birds are different They don't like the sun shining In and fading fad-ing the wallpaper. They" "Andy Blake!" . I sighed. "Yea?" 'What do you see over the top of that birdhouse?" "Nothing. Now listen. Arab" "You do so see something I You see the roof of the house down the street What would happen if that birdhouse weren't there?" "The birds would have to get out and look for a place like the rest of us. They" "Andy Blake, it won't do you' any good to act like this. If that new birdhouse weren't there you would be looking at the second-floor windows win-dows of the house down the street. And I'll bet that crotch of the tree lines UP a window like a gun sight Somebody put up that birdhouse within the past two days. He put it up to hide the window of the next house so that if anyone re-enacted Paula's going-to-bed routine, they wouldn't look out of the window and get suspicious of the place next door." "The next house Is fifty yards away." I objected. "What could you see that would make you dangerous to the neighbors?" "It doesn't matter what I saw. It could have been a murder or a man in a Jap uniform or" "And why didn't you call the 1 cops?" "Because, darling, I'd have to tell the whole story over the downstairs phone. Because what I'd seen Involved In-volved somebody who lives here. Because Be-cause the wrong person might hear what I said. So I called good old Bill and just asked him to drive around for me and said it was awful urgent I was going to get him to take me to a drugstore phone or to a police station.' And . . . and Bill was the wrong persdtT" "I don't think I like this game." "Please, Andy, try to tlunk. It all fits, doesn't it?" I got outside without seeing anybody, any-body, although I could feel stares warming the back of my neck and hear twittering laughs. I walked halfway to the bus stop and then Something made me, turn back, (TO BE CONTINUED) Kathleen Norris Says: Blessed Are the Meek radicate. WNU Feature. 1 " adore my Bill, but thmt iowCt aieen that wnnt to swaUotf hit family whoU." By KATHLEEN NORRIS XODAY littir com e $ from a bride of only a few months; Mar jorie married mar-ried her flier when he came home, honorably discharged, after 22 months of hard service. serv-ice. They were engaged for a year, but In that year saw each other only twice, for a few days interval. Bill is handsome, clever, devoted and rich. Marjorie didn't know how rich until now, when they are going to his home city, Philadelphia, to live. "This is my trouble." ah writes. ."My people are poor, but we come of good stock. My mother for many years supported my grandmother grand-mother and myself by teaching. She linjctritrb'iii' n grandmother, and there U almost no money, but for fineness and goodness good-ness there never were two more genuine gen-uine saints. "Bill and I are to have 'one of the family nouses' to live in. We are to have Uncle Phil's bouse,' which be says is filled with old revolutionary revo-lutionary junk, or "Grandpa's house.' which is handsomer but smaller. His mother writes me that 'old Emma' will come to ua at once as cook, and bring two granddaughters to Inake themselves usefuL' Aunts and cousins of Bill's write him that they want to know wben 'dear Marjorie' Mar-jorie' would like to be entertained would I like a tea or a formal reception? re-ception? i Tee Much Class.' ' "All this appalls and annoys me. I bate that sort of thingr Bill takes it all seriously; be has three brothers, broth-ers, one sister, and countless cousins cous-ins and other relatives. He hopes bis grandmother will give us the Revert , porringers, and ... wants me to be painted by the feller that has painted ua all.' "I begin to feel that no wealth or position will make up for the Independence Inde-pendence I have enjoyed for years as a newspaper woman, and am sure already that I want my mother and grandmother to go East with me, I will be lost and strange hi that big family, obliged to grin and bear all sorts of things that are absolutely absolute-ly unnatural to me, and I'll need supportand sup-portand confidantes. I adore my BilL-but, that doesn't mean that I want to swallow his family, whole. This business of having a house picked out for me, and servants, too, is a little thick. Bill says we'll have plenty-of room for Mother and Gran, but is afraid they won't like It Mother is dubious, but Gran says she'll do anything I want They both love our San Diego cottage,, and their life here, but neither is young, and I simply can't bear to leave them. Bill won't promise to come back, and altogether I don't know what to do." My dear Marjorie, I say in answer, an-swer, you are trying to pour old wine into new bottles, and it won't succeed. suc-ceed. More than most young wives, your place is to follow Bill's lead now, and accept the situation In Philadelphia wholeheartedly. Go on there determined to be -good-natured, adaptable, friendly In every way. Don't have much to say. WEALTHY. FAMILY PINS HER DOWN Most girls would envy Mar jorie't position. She it mar ried to a man the "adoret." He it handsome, clever, rich. He loves Marjorie devotedly. After two years of service in the air corps, he is coming home for good. The trouble is. Bill has too much. Marjorie, who Is accustomed accus-tomed to a simple life, is not willing to adapt herself to the customs and traditions of a proud old Philadelphia family. fam-ily. Every detail of Mariorie's affair t it taken care of before hand a house, furnishings, servants, all are .provided. 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Those fine old long-established families have wonderful characteristics, but they can be dull) Only, if you'll be patient enough to endure the surface sur-face dullness for awhile, you'll find under lt a wonderful dignity and integrity, in-tegrity, characteristics that you'll be glad someday to hand on to your children. As for taking your mother and grandmother with you, that would be a fatal mistake. To move from the fresh sea air and riotous gardens gar-dens of San Diego, where the climate cli-mate is the most -equable in the whole world, to eastern snows and summer storms, might seriously affect af-fect the health of them both. They would both feel Intruders in fact, they would actually " be Intruders'; and in attempting to reconcile their claims and those of the big family you would Jeopardize your married happiness, perhaps IrteWevably. Play your part with dignity and patience, always remembering thai blessed are the meek, and you'll find yourself most enviably placed one oi these days. In the heart of the very finest of our American culture. Your children will have a background as fine as any in the world, and opportunities oppor-tunities and advantages worthy of good name. Don't throw thest things away because of the shallow satisfaction that assertiveness, sen sltlveness, pride, resentment wil! give you now. Make your new family love you, and you'll presently pres-ently find yourself loving them. 1 "Be good matured, daptabU, friendly Soap From Coconuts . Possibly 40 per cent of the 194! imports of copra into the United States will go to priority uses, but most of the remainder will probabl be used in making soap. Glycerine, in great wartime demand for the making of explosives, is a by-prod uct of soap-making, Coconut oil yields about 40 per cent more glycer lne than domestic fats and oils. 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