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place like a pall. Two men and a girl, sole occupants of the room, sat at a table, waiting. Worry lay deep in their t i-red eyes. Tense, low-pitched, the voice of the girl broke the almost morbid stillness. Here eyes filmed with a shadowy mist as their glance traveled over tables and desks cluttered with the rubbish of a heavy night. She shivered slightly and drew a trifle closer to her two companions. “Three o’clock—nearly 40 'hours since he came iu and handed me that letter from the gassed soldier's sick wife aod asked me to run a story on it. That's th’ last I saw of him!” The speaker was Bill Canfield, city editor. The weary droop of his soulders reflected the anxiety that brooded over the entire plant. The silence that again settled over the trio was broken a moment later by the shrill of the telephone on the news editor’s table. Dinny Morrison, city hall reporter, moved to answer it. Bill Canfield and the girl leaned forward. “Only th’ fool janitor downstairs, lost his key to th’ storeroom,” announced Dinny disgustedly as he hung up the receiver. His colleagues settled back with sighs of disappointment. Dim fantasies took shape on the walls where flickering arc lights dancing in the street reflected fheir symbolic grotes-

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queries. They seemed prosaic settings of that gloom-ridden place. At precisely 11:30 a. m., almost two flays before, Roger Brooks, popular owner and publisher of the Catawaha City Times and a chain of nine other daily newspapers, had left his office, supposedly to go to lunch. When the hands of the tiny clock on his desk pointed to four and he had not returned, his secretary. Jane Dexter, had begun to get uneasy. Slowly the day dragged along. Its end still found Roger Brooks absent. Telephone calls to his home brought no response save that he had communicated with n* one there since his departure that morning. So far as any member of his family knew he was still at his office. By 9 o’clock that night everyone on the staff of the Oatawaba City Times was stirred with premonotory misgivings. When the dawn of anotherday broke and found the publisher still missing the same chill forebodings gripped the hearts of his family and his friends. Roger Brooks’ Interest lay not alone in the advertising department that visibly producing end of a newspaper so attractive to most owners. It was the editorial departments that held him. His was the brain and will that dominated the functioning of that department. It was this motivating force of his mighty machine that was the particular love of Roger Brooks. Now at the eerie hour thre of his faithful staff were waiting for some news of him. Each felt the poignant ridiculousness of the time-honored phrase, “No news is good news.’’ For more than 10 years Donald Keene, most ii.timate friend of Roger Brooks, had watched over

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CHAPTER LIX Joyce saw that it was useles to plead further with Deke. “Then you keep the ring,’’ she said, “and when you are better perhaps you'll change your mind." He looked wistfully in her direction, placing one hand nervously on the bandage that hid his eyes. “I’ll call the nurse,’’ she said, stooping to kiss him again. Miss Fuller ordered Instant and complete rest for her patient. To insure it she approached him with a hypodermic needle and told Joyce and Mrs. Deacon that it would be several hours before Deke woke again. Mrs. Deacon looked questionlngly at Joyce, whose eyes were happy in spite of Deke's stubborn refusal to place the diamond on her hand. “He's being stubborn now," she told the older woman. “Says he has to be well before he’ll let me marry him. But I haven’t given up hope of making him change his mind. You may have to help me,” she added, looking at Mrs. Deacon with a mischievous smile. “The Deacons are all stubborn, obstinate as mules if they make up their minds,’’ Mrs. Deacon sighed. “But by the same token they are faithful, too, where their hearts are pledged.” “Then Deke will always love me,” Joyce said softly, half to herself. They Joined Franky in the main corridor of the hotel. “Your friend Gladys called up to say that she’s being married this noon and wants to see you before she starts on her honeymoon at 6 tonight.” “I’ll call her later,” Joyce answered. “I want you to take me over to the chemical factory now, Franky. Will you come, too, Mrs. Deacon, or would you rather stay here?” “I’ll stay here, I think,” Mrs. Deacon answered. “The doctors are holding another consultation late this afternoon. They think now they'll do the operation tomorrow morning. Will you be coming back?” “Just as soon as I’ve attended to some business over at the chemical plant,” Joyce answered. Mrs. Deacon asked no questions, but kissed the girl warmly and watched her run down the steps arm in arm with Franky. “How good it is to be young and full of hope,” she sighed to herself, and took up her task of waiting. “You’ve got to.help me, Franky,” Joyce said abruptly. “Name It,” Franky answered laconically. * “Deke won't marry me unless he thinks he Is going to be able to see.

Why Was Diana Brooks Kidnaped?

"Mr. Brooks has been kidnaped.”

Edna “Teddy” Farrell, waif. She now filled the role of staff reporter, sob-sister and emergency go-getter on the paper. A piiotless little derelict, Teddy had been thrown on the world to shift for herself when 12. She had found her a job that had enabled her to attend school. Teddy, would be the last one to leave that editorial room so long as a shred of hope remained for news of the Big Boss. Individually and collectively, the trio tried for some solution of their employer's strange disappearance. His activities during the preceding week were analyzed. First Teddy, then Bill, then Dinny voiced a sug gestion. Each in its turn was discarded. They began to realize that their taut, tortured nerves were letting their imaginations run riot. The most commonplace of Roger Brooks’ last movements appeared fraught with a sinister portent. After intervals of quiet so foreign to her restless little body Teddy would start up and pace nervously between the telephone and window. But after feazing for a moment down | into the night-swept deserted street ! she would resume her seat. There j was at least a.measure of comfort In ] the light and companionship of tin- j big room she loved. But down there j —in the street —the lamps swayed so fitfully, so desolately, to and fro. J “Why is it?” she asked, half resentfully, “that police are th' king j dumbells of some communities? If th' cops of this towi had eny brains they’d have found some due in th’

But I think the biggest reason is that he thinks heb going to be a poor man. Now from what he said I believe that all this business of the Deacons needs is some money and I want to try to make Deke's father take some of mine.” / “That’s the girl,” Franky said. “I can give you the low down on things at the factory. Judge Perkins has been trying to get Mr. Deacon to borrow some money from him ever since Deke's father got back. But old Mr. Deacon won’t borrow it because Deke says not to. Now if you can make them believe that Deke Is willing for you to invest money in the Chemical Plant, why it' easy." They went up the steps of the factory together and were admitted to Mr. Deacon's private office. He shook hands warmly with Joyce and inquired after his son. Judge Perkins took Joy’s hand and kissed her on the cheek. “I'm glad to see you, my dear,” he said. Both men looked tired. They had been arguing for four hours over the course to pursue. Judge Perkins hoped desperately that Joyce had come to offer them the money they needed to carry the plant on to a successful development of Deke’s reorganization policy, though he did not see how Joyce could persuade Deke’s father to take the money. Now Joyce was smiling at him. a confluent smile, full of youth and hope. “Tell me,” she said, “Can you get a marriage license by proxy?” Franky, Mr. Deacon and the Judge all looked at her in intense surprise. “It can be done, it has been done in instances where one of the contracting parties is unable to appear.” “Deke and I are going to be married,” Joyce said. “I want to marry him this afternoon. They are going to perform that operation in the morning and I want to be able to take care of him when it is over.” “Suppose he doesn’t recover,” said Mr. Deacon in a grating voice.

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26 hours since Pop was reported missing. Th’ dubs. They've found nothing—done nothing. They make me sick!” “Well, what < you expect from a hard-boiled grafter like Big Bill Galoway as head of a police department?” queried Dinny Morrison morosely. “It was Galoway, appointee of Mayor Schultz, as you may remember, who organized th’ morals squad with th’ avowed purpose of ’cleaning up the town.’ And what did they do th’ first pop out of th' box? You tell it, Bill?” “Why, if I remember correctly,’ testified the city editor with a mirthless grin, “they raided a tneusley little penny ante game in th’ press room at headquarters—raking in one Dinny Morrison along with several honest news hounds—while at th’ identical moment three yeggs were holding up th’ Catawba City Creamery to tli’ tune of 8,000 bucks! And it was Mayor Schultz who —” He stopped. The familiar creak of the heavy door dividing ttie city room from the hall struck their ears. They turned In a body. Two persons, a man of 35 and a girl of about 24 stood silhouetted in the opening. Outlined against the light behind her the girl’s figure showed cameo-like for an instant, clear cut as an etching in black and white. “It's Diana and Don.” Teddy gasped excitedly. “They must have some word of her father!" She jumped up. Bill Canfield jerked himself erect

"Then it will be proud to bear his name,” Joyce answered simply. “How does she get the license?” Franky asked, breaking Into the silence. “I’ll go with her and witness the statement that Henry is unable to come down to the bureau himself and to answer the questions about the bridegroom,” Judge Perkins answered. “Will you all come with me, and to our wedding afterward?” Joyce asked. “Very gladly,” the Judge answered. Mr. Deacon inclined his head. “There’s one more thing.” Joyce said, speaking with her head held high and looking straight at Mr. Deacon. “Judge Perkins is my agent in the matter of the money I inherited from Mrs. Maltby, it is my wish that a hundred thousand dollars of that be used at once to purchase stock in the Deacon Chemical Plant.” “Hurrahl” Franky shouted. “You can’t turn that down. Why, didn't I remember that you could buy stock in this concern?” Judge Perkins was laughing, and after a moment Mr. Deacon joined In. Presently he spoke to Joyce with a twinkle In his eye. “There isn't quite that much stock for sale.” he said taking her hand and adding, "my daughter. But there Is a large block on the market, all the Deland Interests have been withdrawn, and Judge Perkins can purchase all that is for sale at present for you. The balance of the hundred thousand dollars T will be glad to borrow from my son's wife.” He rose and kissed Joyce. Franky cried, and Judge Perkins blew his nose very hard. Presently they left for the marriage license bureau. Their business dispatched there they all returned to the hospital and Joyce took Mrs. Deacon to a small ante room and told her what she wished to do. “I want to be Deke’s wife,” she said. "We love each other and no matter what happens we belong to each other, I have the license here.

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and looked around into the face of Donald Keene literary editor of the Times. Standing close by, her paie face and tense attitude betraying the anxiety that was gripping her young heart, was the missing publishers daughter. Diana Brooks had often been called the most beautiful girl in Catawba City. And beautiful she was even there under a harsh Incandescent lamp at 3 o’clock In the morning and under conditions scarcely calculated to show a woman at her best. In height she was just a trifle above the average. Juno-like, slim and round and lithe as a young wil- j low, she walked with the unstudied j grace of a long-limbed tiger cat. I Proudly set like that of a young ; queen’s was the Titian-crowned head topping the shapely shoulders. “Tell us,” Teddy burst out. her voice breaking slightly, “that you have some good news!” “We’re hoping It's good news,” the older girl replied, her long, lashed gray eyes damp with emotion. “But we don’t know for a certainty yet.’ “Well, It’s Just about as Teddy surmised last night.” Donald Keene put In, easing himself to a silting posture on the long table and reaching Into his pocket for his cigaret case. “Mr. Brooks has been kidnaped, that's certain. We re practically sure of it now." He shot a swift glance at the big clock on the opposite wall. It was just 3:15 a. m. “About 40 minutes ago” he continued. “Diana got a telephone call It was from a woman she had befriended recently. This woman. It seems, is the wife of a convict or ex convict and well known erook. But she Is capablei evidently, of ap predating kindness. According to what she told Diana over th’ wire she overheard a conversation last : night between her husband and a pal ! of his in which they mentioned having been hired by somebody to kidnap Diana’s father. During the talk he mentioned th’ house, she told Diana, where Mr. Brooks was being held temporarily. But while she herself knows where this house is located, she couldn't describe th’ location over th’ phone. But she could, she said, take Diana to a place where she could point out th' house I to her. “Diana, of course, at once called me up and —well, that’s why we're here. This woman naturally, understands that Diana will be accompanied by her friends. “That's all—except that she named th’ intersection of Guernsey avenue and th’ Dixie highway as a meeting place and 6 o'clock this morning as th’ time.” A quick grin spread over Bill Canfield's Irish face. “I think,” he said. “I’ll Just take along that Huger pistol that Lieut. Yon tinieltzer presented me witli over in France a few years ago. I’m itching to get a chance to use that again.” He paused. “How ’bout th’ police? Had we better get a plainclothes man f’m headquarters, do you think?” “No," replied Don Keene witli decision. “It’s about a year, isn't it, since th’ Times began fighting this

Judge Perkines helped me get it. May I tell Deke that you want us to be married now?” Mrs. Deacon's answer was a warm kiss, mixed With tears. Deke was awake now. Miss Fuller said, and asking for Joyce. She went in alone. No one ever knew just what she said to him, or how she persuaded him to her way of thinking, but in a short time Miss Fuller came out to the waiting party. “Come in,” she said. “They're going to be married right away.” (To be concluded.) Copyright, 192f1. Famous Features Syndicate. Inc. 666 Is a prescription for Colds, Grippe, Flu, Dengue, Bilious Fever and Malaria. It kills the germs

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