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■x Your last-minute shopping can be done during the evening. Local stores will be open till 9 each" evening,' including Wednesday. . ——o o I Engraving things on the heads of Dins is not unusual/ Now a , publishing company suggests that? the points of pins can be engrav*, 1 ed also. That’s making a pinhead worth something. —0 -0 The final chapter has been Written in the case of the two convicted kidnapers. They paid the| civil penalty for their dastardly! " crime in the gas chamber of Missouri State prison and now case rests before the judgement." . seat of God. —-0 ■ > Camp Atterbury, located pear/ Columbus, will be deactivated next March 31, and the future of the famous World-War II camp is/ uncertain. The 31st infantry Dixie •t division located at the Indiana carttp will he moved to Camp Carson, in Colorado. The army in-|, forms the country that consolidation of the camp was made as a matter of economy, '-and if that S is the reasoh there can’t be pinch ? objection to the decision to close > down Atterbury. ! I 'I ’ | i j 0—0 —- / « Red Cross service to the com-I mtinity will continue on its high f standard with Mrs. Joseph Oel- i berg, as the executive secretary of / the chapter’s office in this city. I; Mrs. Oelberg, trained in the duties / of the office and a long-time vol- f unteer worker, succeeds Mrs. Max 1. Schafer, who established a high *■_ mark for efficient and devoted | service to the community. We | thank these women and other,/ A ' ’ wonderful workers enrolled in the • Red Cross.0 o—— t . ■■ - V 1 There will not be a strike of || railroad trainmen, settlement of •? ■ i. their wage - dispute being made $ with a five cent an Ijiur wage boost. Fifteen year employes will F get an additionpt - week of paid | vacation and the brotherhood will scrap the cost of living escalator ' plan, under which workers re- j ceived 13 cents an hdur in pay • increases. The dispute was set- |g tied without too much bickering | and apparently the .country will not have to worry about a shut | down of the railroads. | ■ | —o—o— , J '■ * ■ i This newspaper’s annual Christ- J mas Greeting Edition will be is- * sued next Wednesday. For many years industry, business concerns, many of the churches, fraternal organizations and individuals have greeted our readers with ■ ? ■■ ■ /

' L ■ t; Fewer Sulfa Reactions Now

ty HERMAN N. BUNDESEH, M.D. THE human body first received the blessings of the sulfa drugs, 4 such as sulfathiazcle, with a sort of mixed emotion. The sulfonamides, as they are known medically, were the first cifugs that could be introduced . Into the body in large enough concentrations to stop bacterial infections, without, in most instances. being injurious. These drugs are curative in certain infections that are not helped by penicillin Certain types of intestinal dysentery are especially helped by. fchem. They are also considered the best remedy for epidemic meningitis and certain urinary infections. Severe Reactions At one time, however, the person who took. sulfa drugs had to be afraid of a severe reaction. Nowadays, mixtures of the sulfonamides are being made that fewer allergic reactions. in addition, the old sulfa drugs -brought blockage of the kidney tubules causing the patient in certain cases to go into uremia or “kidney poisoning.” However, since the newer mixtures of the sulfa drugs have been used, there are fewer\kldney reactions.

wishes for their Christmas happiness. The pages of this edition also are enhanced with many enjoyable features on the meaning of Christmas and its observance throughout the Christian world. We think you'll enjoy perusal of the printed messages. Everybody i withes you a Merry Christmas. —-0- I —■ The beautiful Story of Christmas will be given Bunday afternoon in a candlelight service at Decatur high school, beginning at four o’clock. Presented annually by the student body and school faculty, the Bible’s story of the birth of the Christ Child is authentically unfolded by the actors and choir. The presentation imbues the audience with the Christmas spirit and coming on Sunday ushers in the week of good-will toward man in this community. You’ll have the opportunity to enjoy this hour of spiritual exaltation with your family and friends by early reservation at the high school. —0 0 ; The television industry has perfected a system for televising\ : colored pictures, which , will also permit reception of the same pictures in black and white. The Federal Communications Committee has approved the plan and assures the public that the present TV -sets will be adequate in receiving the dual-system of pictures. Experts in the business say that It ■ will be a few years until colored , TV sets are available and that . the first products will cost about ; 31,000 and have 12-1/2 inch i screens. One thing is assured, TV /is making headway and the public is becoming air-picture conscious. * The industry predicts much pro--7 gress in this new field of enter- £ tainment within the next few * years. I / -»— ; The atom-powered submarine « “Nautilus” which had its keel laid by President Truman, will be ' launched by Mrs. Dwight D. Eisenhower, next January 21. Besides being the world’s first atomic- ■\ powered submarine, it will be the first underseas craft launched by the wife of a President. It is probably the first submarine to get : such bi-partisan attention. The Nautilus is no ordinary submarine. As a weapon, able to travel J, almog. indefinitely without re- * fueling, it represents other posI sibilities. If man chooses, the ■'Nautilus can be the first of a 'tremendous fleet of atom-powered ■ vehicles launched to serve man /instead of simply another weapon g of destruction. I ■ ' v .

Larger amounts of the drugs f can be given in this mixed form I so that high blood levels can be i obtained, the better to fight such an infection as meningitis. Recently, the sulfa drugs were ' combined with the newer,anti- , biotics, aureomycin and terramycin, to combat certain infections. Combinations of penicillin 'and the sulfonamides are also very effective. , ; A combination of sulfa drugs or sulfa drugs with various antibiotics, can fight many severe infections without the bad physical reactions previously brought by (he administration of individual Sulfa drugs. | QUESTION AND ANSWER jj Mrs. L. S.: I wear a 14 carat ting and have a black discoloration of the skin under the ring. What would cause this? Answer: Usually fourteen carat ■rings are fused with copper compounds. certain people give off sulfur with their sweat or are in tontact with sulfur. This sulfur has a reaction with the metal of the ring, causing a dark color to the skin. It can be prevented by having a special type of lacquer but on the ring. This discoloration is not dangerous.

Buys Health Bond The B-P.O. Elks lodge has vo‘ed purchase of a >25 health bond, ■ ' officials o f Help Retail the Christmas ■ seal campaign in Adams county announced t o - day. All proceeds from the .annual — . Chri stm a s Iff ChritfflMS Seek seal sale are used in the fight on tuberculosis and to provide free clinics and otherwise carry on the fight against the “White plague.’’ The sale is conducted by the Adams county tuberculosis association. I Household Scrapbook BY ROBERTA LEE 0-— o Baking Powder To make baking powder, mix 12 ounces of pure cream of tartar, I ounces of cornstarch, and 6 ounces of baking soda. Sift each ingredient 10 or 12 times before mixing. Make it on a bright, dry day. Weak Ankles Weak ankles will be strengthened if bathed daily in a solution of salt, water and alcohol. Beneficial results will be noticeable after a few applications. Heat Stains For stains on furniture caused by heat, try- rubbing the spots with hot milk; or with kerosene. — » * —o Modern Etiquette BY ROBERTA LEE I 0 - — i o Q. When two men and a girl are getting into the back seat of a car, how should they proceed? A. One of the men should open the door for the girl, who enters and sits in the middle. One of the

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CHAPTER SIXTEEN KIT SAT down in ner own room to rest for a few minute*, and woke at 4 o’clock that afternoon to find Dr. Terry standing over her. ; Terry said that Libby was out of immediate danger. She was steeping naturally now—she nad been under heavy sedation when ae first saw ner. It had probably gone on for some time, there were nypo marks on both her arms. The doctor went on to speak of Philip, gravely. “His heart isn’t good, Catherine, It’s got a bang In it you can near across the room." “Oh, no," Kit cried, sitting up. She had never realized how fond she was of her uncle until that moment. Kind, irascible, generous Philip, ts ne hurt you it wasn’t deliberate, he didn't mean to do it. rhe doctor said: “Your uncle nas driven himself too nard all his •life—and then with this about Libby . . Don’t took like that, my dear. It's Just that you ought to be warned. With care your uncle can live for years." Libby was deeply asleep. Presently Kit went to her uncle’s room She started to open the door by inches, pushed it wide. Dr. Terry said that he had given Philip a sedative and that he'd be asleep for some time Philip wasn’t asleep He was in an armchair, smoking, in a robe that /had holes in the elbows, \rhere were two new robes hanging in his closet that he never Sore. It was typical. Money fo'r rerything, money fOT nothing for himself. Hugo wajs with him, sitting on the edge of the bed. Kit said. “I’ve Just been to see Libby, and she’s much better—so much better. What did you find out. Hugo?" He shrugged moodily. much that will help There’s an old logging road that ends a short distance from the spot where Rolfe found Libby. She was probably dumped out of a car in there in the woods at around 4 or 5 o’clock this morning. You can see where she crawled towards the mam road—but ts there were any distinguishing marks tn that lane, of tires, things like that, the rain washed them away. The police are the only ones who can—" “No." Philip blazed, “1 won’t have it. Libby’B home and safe. Terry says she’s going to be all right. I’m not going to put her - into Jeopardy again. The gang of ruffians who took her can have the money.” Hugo said: "So that those gentlemen can go on to bigger and better things? So that they can grab other girls?" Philip’s face turned livid. "I’ll thank you, to mind your own business, Cavanaugh." Over her uncle’s head Kit flashed Hugo a warning look. She said to him lightly, “Ton get out Os here.” Hugo went, and she spoke sooth*. Uigly to Philip, telling him that he had to rest. “You’ve got to He down for a while, my pet. you’ve simply got to. The first thing you Know you’ll be sick yourself, and that won’t help a bit. Come on, let into bed." Astonishingly, her uncle obeyed her. He didn't even look surprised at her tone, her new air of authority. When she left the room, Hugo was waiting for her in the hall. I He said: "Kit, this is crazy. Do Goojrrisht. 13a2. 19i3. by HUea Reilly, I

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men enters and sits at her right, the other goes around the car and takes the seat at her left. Q. Is it proper for an engaged couple to mail greeting cards signed with both of their names? A. It is quite all right to send cards together to all who know of the engagement. Q. When should a dinner gues s Who has finished eating place his napkin on the table? A. Not until his hostess has placed her napkin on the table. Trade in a Good Town — Decatur.

you mean to say mat your uncle is going to he down under this, that he’s going to let those people—" Kit stopped him. She told him about Philip’s heart, and what Dr. Terry had said. “If Philip' doesn’t want the police, then that’s the way it will have to be." Hugo said: "I’m sorry. Kit, but as far as the police go. I’m afraidIt’s too latd. They’ve already been informed." Kit was dismayed. What would her uncle say when he heard that? Would he have another heart attack ? That was what nad sent him down the terrace steps when he saw Libby’s blood-covered face . . . Somewhere along the hall a door closed softly. It wasn’t the door to Libby’s room; it was in the other direction. The sound was tiny, but clear. It must have been her aunt’s door. Miriam must have been watching them, listening to them. Why was Miriam skulking like that? Why didn’t she come out in the open? Ask her. Kit started for her aunt’s room, but Hugo stopped her. “Don’t," he said in a low voice. “Let her alone. Talking \to her won’t get you anywhere Come on." They went downstairs and outside On the terrace, away from the window*. Hugo said: “It must have occurred to you Kit. that a lot of peculiar things have been going on—and I mean peculiar. Whoever’* at the bottom-of this damnable business knows this house well, well enough to prowl about it at will—don’t forget Libby’s hat and the kettlewell enough tb tell you what clothes to wear when you started out to deliver the money.” "You think that Miriam—" Kit was openly incredulous. “But Miriam was here all the time, add William —well, be was here most of the time.” She didn't mention Anita, but her heart was heavy. Hugo said: "I’m not accusing your aunt, particularly; I’m not saying that she’s involved tn it, or William, either. I’m only saying that a lot of information was necessary to pqll the whole thing off, and that someone familiar with this house and the people in it is sitting pretty with that >25.000 in his Jeans. And ts It’s the last thing I do, I’m going to get him.” ' The depth of emotion in Hugo, his contained savagery, startled Kit. Ought she to tell him about Anita, her conviction that Anita was tied up with Samuel Pedrick in some way? No, she decided, go to Anita first and give her a chance to explain. The thought of the police worried Kit, too. - Hugo said that Strait was handling it. "He’s a diplomatic guy. The velvet hand—he doesn’t need a gloye. And don’t worry about your dncle, he’ll come around. He flies off the handle at the drop of a hat but it doesn’t mean anything—not unlike you. You really are very much alike in some ways. Anyhow, watch your step, and keep your eyes and ears open. I’ve got to get down to New York.” The rest of th* day was uneventful. Libby slept on, gathering strength; Dr. Terry was pleased with her condition when he came in after dinner. They were all exhausted and went early to bed. Tony Wilder called Just as Kit was going upstairs. She had forgotten him. When he beard that Libby was home he wanted to speak to her. Kit told him Curtly V arrangement With RANDOM HOU&E. 1

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that it was’impossible and cut Mm ofi. Dr. Terry had said that Libby would be able to talk to them tomorrow if her improvement con- ' tinned. Her improvement did continue: they were tn ner room before 10 o’clock the next morning. “PhiUp darling! Kit!" Lying against piled pillows, Libby smiled her crinkle-eyed smile at them where they stood On either side of the bed. Her pale blue jacket deepened the blue of her eyes, her bright hair was no longer unkempt, and the scratches were hidden under bandages. But tn spit* of the front she put up you could see what she must nave been through. She was thinner, and very tired, as though she hadn’t slept for a week and that to speak or to move was an unbearable effort, and yet she in- ■ sisted on talking. Everything was pretty much as they had imagined it t* have been except for a few odds and ends. On that Monday night Libby had decided to give her wardrobe a go-ing-over and at around half-past 8 she went to her room after a sandwich and a' glass of milk tn thj kitchen. She said that Agnes was gone and Miriam was in bed. She didn’t hear any sound, anything alarming, but all of a sudden. turning from the closet with an armful of clothes, she saw a man. He was standing tn the bedroom doorway looking at her. Before she could scream he raised his nana. There was a gun tn IL He said: “Just stay where you are, miss.'' and came in and closed the dpor and leaned against it. "I was scared out of my wits. 1 knew aunt was asleep, she had taken one of her pills, and except for her the house was empty—and it’s so big.” What did the man look Uke? She pondered. He was small and not young and had on a soiled gabardine topcoat with the collar turned up. She thought there was i a .muffler inside the collar and his hat was pulled well down over his eyes so that she couldn’t se* much of,pis face. Anyhow she had done exactly what th* man had told her to do. She threw some clothes in a bag, pulling things out of the clo*et indiscriminately and then wrote the note they had found. The i man wasn't satisfied with the first one she started, made her write a second one, telling her what to say. After that he made her pick up i heist bag and go in front of him . down the stairs and outside and ' down the driveway'. “When we got near th* road he told tm* to stand still. It was pitch dark under the maples, and 1 I couldn’t see anything but I felt a bandage, a scarf or something, being tied around my head and over my eyes. I didn’t think the man could do that and shoot ma 1 tried to get away but 1 couldn’t because there was another man there He was the man who tied the bandage on while the first one, the one who came upstairs and into this room, held me, with his hand over my mouth. 1 couldn’t scream but I did manage to kick off my pump, my green lizard. Didn’t you find itr? Philip hadn’t heard anything about the scuffed pump or its history. Kit said: "We didn’t find it for days. I’ll tell you about it later. Go oh." (To Be Continued) Distributed by King Feature* Syndicate-

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The story so far: Santa is taking a nap while Steve and Nancy do hie job at the North. Pole workshops. Chapter VIII No sooner had Stove put the telephone back on the tree, .than it started to ring again. “Mr. Steve,’’ a voice at the other end of the line said, “this is the train department. If we take a messenger away from the delivery work now to send you a train we Won’t have enough workers to get all the trains to the shipping department on time. What shall we do?’’ “Would it be all rjght if I came and got?’’ Steve asked. “Certainly,” camo the reply, and thank you, Mr. Steve.” “I guess I’ll have to go get my own train,” Steve told Nancy. “You watch out for things while I’m gone and I’ll bring back a doll house for you.” As Steve left for the train department the telephone rang again. “Terrible Trouble” This time it wad the book department. “Oh, Miss Nancy,” the voice from the book department said, “I’m so glad it’s you. We’re having terrible trouble and we need you over here right away. Please hurry.” I “Well, I don’t know what I can do to help,” Nancy answered, “but I’ll be glad to come over?’ When she got to the book department, she found all the dwarfs gathered about a big red book lying on the floor. They were tugging at it, and they found it very hard to move. “What’s the trouble?” Nancy asked, all out of-breath. i ; -t- Big Book Falls “I'm Timkin, Tinker’s assistant,” one of the dwarfs said. “I was working on the Arizona book when all of a sudden it toppled from the shelf way up there, and hit on the floor,\ever so hard.” "Well, let’s put it back,” said Nancy, picking up one end of the book. She could almost lift it by herself? for she, as little as she was, was bigger than the largest dwarf. Letters Jammed “Oh, but that's not the worst of it. Miss Nancy,” Timkin said. “The book hit on one end and jammed all the A’s and B’s and Cs together so hard we can’t read ady of them.”

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN LIBBY’S nervous energy was beginning to flag She said that she had been put into ■ car and a needle nad been jabbed into ner arm and that was all she could remember tor a long while. When she woke up, she was lying on a sots in a dark room. It was so dark that she couldn't see anything at ah and she only knew it was a fcota because ner head was against the upholstered arm. The upholstery had a big note tn it, and tt smelled nomd, of mice and dust. They kept ner in the dark all the time. They gave oer food in the dark. The only time th* light was turned on was when they jabbed need ie • into ner arm. but she couldn’t see anything then because her eyes were bandaged. “It was always, dark . . .“ Her mouth bunched and she began to shake badly. “That's enough." Philip said. “Don't think of it any more. You don’t nave to. It’s over." Libby drew a long, shuddering breath and tried to smtle. “Yes," she said, "it’s over, isn’t it?—and I’m nere and they won’t be able to get at me again." Her color nad faded and her eye* were big Th* nurse came tn with a tray then. Dr. Terry followed her. "Out," he said to Kit and Philip. “This young lady is going to have some lunch now. and I’m going to stay and see she eats it." They went Without a word, too overcome to say anything. That afternoon Tony Wilder telephoned again. He asked now Libby was and when Kit said much better he said that was splendid. "Will you give ner a message, Miss Haven ? Win you tell her I’m coming up to Denfield?" Kit said, “Libby is better, Mr. Wilder, but she’s not nearly well enough to see anyone yet." "Then, let me talk to her." Kit deliberated. Anything was preferable to having the fellow camp on their doorstep. Th* upstairs extension was close to Libby’s room, just outside the door. Kit chose the lesser of two evils. She said. "Hold on, Mr. Wilder and I’ll see." \ Th* nurse was downstairs making tea ahd Libby was out of bed and on the chaise hear a window. She looked surprised when Kit told n*r Tony Wilder was on the phon*, and tten pleased. Kit said: "I can’t get rid of him." "Do you warn to talk to him?" Libby said, “Yes, I fee! fine,” and got up. Kit left her sitting tn Che little chair beside th* phone in the upper hall saying hello cheerfully to Wilder and went downstairs and outside. There was no one around. Philip and her aunt had both gone into town. When Kit thought Libby must b* through, she went is th* house.

“That is too bad/’ Nancy said, “but first of all let’s get the book back up to its shelf so we won't forget where it is supposed to go.” So Nancy, with the help of the dwarfs, moved the book up the ladders to its shelf near the top of the room. All the while the dwarfs were moaning, “Oh, what shall we do? All the A’s are jammed into the B’s and C’s. \ . Book Falls Again They had the book almost to the top of the ladder, when suddenly the ladder began to tip and Nancy had to grab the Wall and hold on tight. In doing so, she lost her hold on the book and down it went, crashing to the floor again. “Oh, woe is us!” the dwarf! wailed. “The book has dropped again.” Down the bladders they climbed to the floor and opened the book. “Well, what do you know,” said Nancy. “The book hit on its other end this time and jarred the A’s and B’s and C’s right back to where they are supposed to be. I guess that clears that up. Let's put the book back where it belongs and no mistakes this time.” Doesn’t Know Answer Nancy ran back to Santa's office and there was Steve answering the ’phone. “No, I don’t know where to get any more logs for the toy log trucks,”\he was saying. Just then another ’phone rang and Nancy answered it. “You say the electric train whistles are going ‘chirp; chirp?’ Oh,( how awful.” When the 'phones stopped ringing for a moment, Steve said. “What are we going to do? They haven’t enough logs for the log trucks. The stilts for the little boys were made too long. And the toy canary birds go “Toot, toot” instead of ‘Chirp, chirp.’ ” “They do?” said Nancy, her face breaking into a smile. “Well, I know how to fix that I’ve got some trains that are going ’Chirp, chirp,” and all we have to do- is trade sounds with the canaries that go “Toot, toot’ and everything will be all-right.” “And we can cut off the Stilts and use the extra pieces we’ve cut off as logs the log trucks,” Steve added. \ “That sounds /wonderful,” said Nancy. “By the. way, where is the

Lucy Barren was carrying a tea , tray upstaira She moved out of sight and gave a cno x ea cry. China tinkled sharply ana a cup feu over the railing and shattered. Kit flew up the stairs. Libby was still tn th* chair beside the telephone, slumped down in it, ner head sagging. Lucy Barrett was kneeling beside her. Kit ran to net in wild alarm. “Libby,” she cried, “what is it?” Libby raised her head slowly. She said, speaking carefully and swallowing repeatedly as sn e spoke: "Tony hung up and 1 was still sitting here and the phone rang and 1 picked tt up and a voice came on, a whispering voice. It said tor me not to say anything to the police. It said that if 1 did —’’ On that *he pitched forward and would nave hit the floor, but Lucy Barrett caught her. They got her into her room. She refused co go to bed. She went completely to pieces, walking up and down wildly and wringing ner hands. ‘They don’t need to be afraid," she exclaimed bitterly. "1 wouldn't Say anything. You don’t know what it was like, the blackness, their hands touching me. the jab of the needle, then I’d fall asleep—and each time I’d wake up it was worse . . . Sb* poured it out tn a flood. It took a long tim* to get her even partially calmed. It wasn't until Lucy Barrett nad given her two bromides and they began to take effect that she was able to talk coherently. A breakdown hke thia was utterly unlike Libby: she was usually so controlled, but she had been afraid of the dark ever since she was a child. She had recognized the whispering voice that had spoken to her od the phone after she had talked to Tony Wilder. It was the voice of the man who had bandaged her eyes in th* driveway, the man who gave ner most of the orders in the place where she had been shut up in blackness. She had never seen his face, but she had heard him. "Th* police will never catch him,” she cried. "He knows everything that’s going on here— he said so." I Her voice rose alarmingly. "1 won’t tell the police anything." Kit and Lucy Barrett were SUU trying to quiet her when the front doorbell rang. Libby started to her fe*t. "If that’s a policeman, Kit, I won’t see him. Say I’m dying—say I’m dead. Say anything—only keep them away from me.” Kit looked a question at Lucy; th* nurse’s nod said she could handle Libby, and she went downstairs, deeply disturbed. Hugo had been right. Libby had nearly echoed his, "Someone knows everything that’s going on in this house." Philip had come back and was

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doli house and electric train you went to get?” “I didn’t have tlme to get them. It looks like being Santa Claus is going to be a full-time job. There goes that ’phone again.” And Steve was surely right. The telephone tree was ringing so hard that it seemed it would shake to pieces. (Tomorrow: Lots of troubles.); fr 20 Years Ago ~ Today o —0 Dec. 'l9—Colonel and Mrs. Charles A. Lindbergh return to New York after a 30.000 mile triparound the Atlantic Ocean. The Good Fellows club fund is The late John S. IMcKain, a civil war veteran at Berne, bequeaths >4,800 to the Adams county memorial hospital. __ The Loyal Order of Moose enter tain 400 children at a Christmas party. Adams post 43 votes.not to open the Decatur Country club next year. Notre Dame defeats Purdue, 39 to 28, while Indiana defeats Bt. Louis, 3-2 to 27. ? f ' : ■' If you have something to sell or rooms for rent, try a Democrat Want Ad. It brings results. , \ . . ■■. Serving CHURCHES AJLL FATIHS WELCOME WAGON Phone 3-.119R or .1-3966.

in me uving-ruoni with two meu. He caught sight oi ner. “Kit, come in nere, will you ?” She went • through the wide doors. One of the men was Mr. Strait, the other was Inspector Christopher McKee of the Manhattan homicide squad. The inspector was a tail, rangy Scotsman with thick dark nair just Beginning to recede from mi temples, and a pleasant casual manner. He surveyed Kit and catalogued ner briefly — amendments were always possible later. A striking head. Beautiful eyes, * good mouth, beautiful tegs, slender body, braced. Nervously alert and very intelligent. “How do you do, Miss Haven.” The Scotsman hadn't wanted tc come up to Denfield. Only Strait could have brought him. He bad heard the lawyers story without much interest —the niece of a man who had come into a lot of money snatched, the ransom money paid, the girt returned. Except that Gerard Strait was an old friend, ne would nave let routine take its course—Carter or Bell would probably nav* handled it, with little hope ot success The bills had been unmarked, the numbers hadn't even been taken, the niece knew nothing, and too much time had elapsed Since the money had been paid. Now that he was here, his interest was aroused by Haven and by this girt He said to Philip: "If you think Miss Tallis is well enough, 1 would Uke to have a word with her." TO Kit’s horror, Philip said: “Os course. Come upstairs." Libby’s reception of the file of three—Mr. Strait stayed in the living-room—-was not propitious. She was on the chaise. Sh* Sat up grasping the arms, red-eyed and forlorn, gave a cry ano sank back, her swollen face averted. “Phihp! 1 can’t see anyone, any- •, one at alt Please!” It was an impassioned plea. Philip cleared his throat nervously. McKe* was the one who spoke. "It’s my fault. Miss Tallis. Don’t blame your uncle. 1 can guess at how you must be feeling. I wanted to ask you a few simple questions but—later, perhaps." He had won Philip; he succeeded in winning Libby. She glanced at him through wet lashes. She was still uncertain. The inspector consolidated his gains by starting for < th* door, "Another time." “No, inspector." Libby raised herself, smoothed folds of her robe. It might as wen be now." The bromide* had taken bold. Kit reflected, and Libby was a lot mor* relaxed, but it was also the man’s personality, his ability to disarm you, put you at your ease. Satisfied that things were going well, Philip rejoined Strait downstairs. Kit ignored McKee’s unspoken suggestion that she follow her uncle. Lucy Barrett did, too. (To Be Continued)