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CAST OF CHARACTERS PRISCILLA PIERCE—Heroine, woman attorney. AMY KERR-—Cilly's murderer's victim. JIM KERRIGAN—Cilly’s fiance.

young

roommate and

HARRY HUTCHINS — Amy's strange | |

visitor. SERGT. DOLAN-—Officer assigned to solve the murder of Amy Kerr.

Yesterday: Dolan persists in his theory that Kerr is the murderer, Meantime he tells Cilly that the man involved in Hunter's strange affair is young Billy Harmon, brother of the girl in whom Hutchins has long been interested.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR ILLY looked around her living room curiously. It was exactly

as she had left it that morning, yet there was some subtle difference.

Then she saw it. The copy of “The |

Last Puritan,” on her end table. The

book had a blue outside front cover, |

which clashed with the green and red of the living room. It was a silly

thing to do, but she always turned the book upside down, so that the yellow back cover showed. Yellow blends much more harmoniously with green and red. Someone had been in this apartment and picked up that book.

Someone who had been very careful. The book was in exactly the same place she had left it, but it had been turned right side up. Probably not another person in a hundred would have noticed the change. It was just that Cilly had a sixth sense of color, much more intense than the average.

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HE stepped back toward the foyer, a little nervous at first, and flooded the kitchen with light. Then she walked to the bedroom, lighting the way before her. Nobody was in the apartment now, that was certain. But somebody had been there. She was sure of it. Somebody had searched the place very thoroughly. She could tell it now, the way boxes in her bureau had been shifted just trifle, where a lamp was turned a fraction to the right. Insignificant details, all of them. She would never have realized it if it weren't for the blue and yellow book. . . . She recalled the pleasant Sergt. Dolan had ended the view that morning. “See here, Miss Pierce,” he had said, “you've been worrying too much about this case. You need a little relaxation. So do I, for that matter. . . . Tell you what, I'm going to take you over to the St. George for lunch, and then you're going to a movie.” »

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O that was it. had put it over!

5 How nicely he Quite unsus-

pecting, and not a little pleased to | she had |

have company at lunch,

agreed to his plan. She had spent three hours at the theater (Sergt. Dolan had left her there alone because he had some important work) while the police very thoroughly and very painstakingly searched her apartment. She smiled, nevertheless. The Sergeant hadn't gained anything through his pleasant little ruse. There was nothing here for him to discover now. She congratulated herself on having burned Jim's postcard and the newspaper clipping Amy had clutched. The front doorbell rang at that moment and Cilly went to answer it, wondering who could be calling on such an afternoon. It was Harry Hutchins, “Hello, Priscilla!” he beamed brightly. “Thought it was such a rotten day that you'd appreciate company.’ 2 = ” . OW nice!” Cilly replied without warmth. She would have appreciated almost any company, but not Harry Hutchins’. She led the way into the living room and offered him a chair with scant cordiality. “I found a nice little place down on Shore Road where we can have dinner together,” he offered amiably, assuming that the idea would delight any girl. “How does that suit you?” “Not very well, I'm sorry to say,” Cilly replied. She groped for a hasty excuse, then gave up the idea. Why bother to make excuses? Why not let him know once and for all that she did not want any association with him? “I really planned to dine at homé€ this evening— alone,” she finished, with special emphasis on the last word.

As soon as the words were out, |

she felt a little ashamed of her rudeness, but Harry was completely unrufiled. “Well, now that's too bad,” he remarked. “You know, I'd enjoy dining with you, Priscilla. You're

a delightful person—a charming and That's a com- |

intelligent woman. bination a fellow doesn’t often meet these days.” Too bad I haven't Gloria Harmons money, too, Cilly sourly. His flattery left her cold. n 5

OWERING his voice, he asked in a more gentle tone:

unfortunate affair?” Cilly hesitated to reply. For some inexplicable reason she resented his questioning. It wasn't as if he had been genuinely fond of Amy: His interest now was merely morbid curiosity, and she determined no‘ to satisfy it. : “As far as I know,” she said, elaborately casual, “the police have discovered nothing of any importance. Of course, we've all been questioned thoroughly—the entire household was summoned to head-

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ILLY shrugged. “I suppose you might say we're all under sus- | picion. Any man in the house (could have done it.” “I read in last night's paper that someone actually saw it happen.” “Yes. One of the tenants in the | St. Ann, across the way, was Sitting at the window just at that moment.” “Couldn't she identify the man?” “Hardly. It was quite dark, you remember, and she saw him only for an instant, as one of the ship's searchlights passed over the roof.” Harry shook his head wonderingly and sighed. “It's a tough case, all right,” h: admitted. “Poor Amy!” { He reached into his pocket for | cigarets, offered one to Cilly. “Do you know,” he said with | studied carelessness, ‘there's some[thing back of all this.” “You think so?” = " ” es EMEMBER,” Harry reminded, “that you and I saw Amy in

different lights. She frequently intimated to me that there was &

cloud hanging over her life ..as some other man, of course.” He

that Jim Kerrigan was the secret trouble in her life?” Cilly flared, with biting sarcasm. She was white with anger, not sc much because of Hutchins’ insistent questioning, but rather because he had come so close to the truth. What right did he have to dig inte Jim's past? “Now, Priscilla, I didn't say that!”

| he placated. “What I really thought

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ILLY stood up. “Im not in the least interested in your thoughts about anything,” she said haughtily. “Neither do I intend to sit here and listen to your malicious gossip concerning the two people in the world who meant most to me. Now if you will be so kind as to excuse me ..."” “I'm very sorry, Priscilla,” he offered graciously. She turned her back on him and walked over to the window, waiting for him tc go. He stepped out into the tiny foyer and picked up his hat and umbrella. At the same moment, the outside front doorbell rang. Cilly made a move to answer it. “Don’t bother!” Hutchins told her. “I believe that's the taxi for me. I ordered a cab, thinking you might join me.” He crossed the foyer and pressed the front door buzzer. “Well, good evening, Priscilla,” he said in parting. “Sorry about all this.” “Goodby,” Cilly corrected icily. She stood there for a moment

| after he had left, her brows knit to-

gether in puzzled consideration. Suddenly her eves gleamed with a bright eagerness; she went swiftly into the bedroom and began rummaging through her lower bureau drawer.

(To Be Continue)

Daily Short Story

THE OFFENDERS—By Hilary Scott

ARIA DECOSSE felt a premonition of impending danger. | From where this strange, unknown | danger might strike she did not know, and had she been questioned by her ever attentive Pierre she { would merely have told him quiet- |, “I feel it, mon chere.” { Maria stood in the doorway of their crude log cabin on the bank of the Nottagami River listening to | the song of the turbulent water as | | it hurried by in an endless journey to the Big Sturgeon. She knew that { her Pierre was breaking the law, | trapping out of season. She knew | of his constant fear of the North- | west Mounted Police and her own

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growing terror tonight of the possibility of Pierre's being taken from her to serve a sentence for illicit trapping. But they were lawbreakers only from necessity, she kept telling herself over and over again. If only the Mounties knew how much they needed the money —if they could only understand. How often she had asked Pierre! How many times she had said to him. ”

“JRUT is it so wrong, Pierre? surely . . , when we need the money so very much. Mon Dieu! If these police could but understand. If we could but tell them, why we mus’ keel the beaver. Of a certainty. . . .” And just as many times Pierre had replied: “Non, ma petite. They would tell us eet is wrong to trap before this time. But Nom de Dieu! We mus’ have those monees.” Then his tiery French-Canadian blood would surge wildly to his temples and his dark eyes would flash dangerously. For two years Maria had hidden | with her husband in northwestern Ontario, living frugally in their isolated cabin by the Nottagami on the edge of the new prospecting belt of the province. Life was hard. There i was nothing in the way of relief | from the dreadful monotony. The two of them had practically lost track even of time itself, except to know the seasons. ” » »

HAT was how it had been for the last couple of years. Fortunately callers had been few. But yesterday old Sam Aronson had stopped at their cabin again, making his third visit within two weeks. Oh, Aronson was a sly one, he was, Maria trembled even now, membering what he had said:

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“Well, it's a good thing your man ain't trappin’, lady. I hear there's a Mountie up in this section lookin’ around.”

She must have looked frightened then, because the old man had added more Kindly: “Aw, he ain't only out for trappers. There's a lot of claim jumpin’ and law-breakin’ been goin’ on along the river, and I guess the law figgers it's time to look the place over.” Then he had gone and Maria had

|sat in the darkness for a long time,

trying to hide her fear: the same fear which she felt creeping over her tonight. » 8 n IERRE was late from this last visit to his traps. And this was to be the last catch. He had promised. “Perhaps that is why I feel so nervous,” she thought, and tried to compose herself. But he had been gone so long. . . . They had been planning to return tomorrow to Berda, where Pierre was to sell his pelts. Secretly, of course. He had a market, all right! A day's paddle down the Nottagami would take them to Berda, where the shrewd little storekeeper was willing, anxious, to barter for their beaver skins. And they had many!

Then no more long frozen winters in the North for her and Pierre.

Presently Maria felt cold. She went inside the cabin, closing the door behind her. The early dusk cast an eerie gloom around the small, poorly furnished room which comprised their home. E & #5

UDDENLY Maria thought of the pelts. Breathlessly she crossed the room and knelt beside their bed. She groped beneath it, feeling for the bundle of old blankets which coverde the skins. Then her fingers gently caressed the soft furs hidden away so securely, so safely. Marie rested a moment on her knees, smiling. She recalled having asked Pierre: “But, mon ami, couldn't one smell them in this leetle room?” “Mais non, ma cherie!” he had assured her. “They are safe, I tell you, Maria.” Well Pierre would be right, of course. He was always right. Stl ... With the quickness of a startled animal Maria sprang to her feet. Distinctly she had heard a step outside the cabin. But it would be Pierre! It had to be Pierre, she kept murmuring crazily to herself, knowing all the time that she could hear the footsteps of a stranger walking with Pierre toward their cabin. She cowered in the darkness like a poor trapped animal, waiting for the door to open. “Mother of God,” Maria prayed, “don’t let it happen. Don't let them take him from me. I don't care if we never get the monees to give . . Slowly and distinctly she heard Pierre speak. 2 ” ” “Y AM late, my Maria, because we have been to Berda, and it is a long, hard journey. This is M’sieu Barton with me. I wanted him te see you . . . to tell you . . . because he is the Mountie , . .” A small plaintive cry, like that of a wounded bird, choked in Maria's thioat and she fainted into a pathetic crumpled figure on the floor A night bird called, and the wind whispered softly in the branches outside. Maria slowly regained consciousness. She listened drowsily for a while to the myriad voices of the night. Presently she stirred in her husband's arms, where he held her tenderly, rocking back and forth as he sat with her on the floor. Tears ran shamelessly down is cheeks, while he whispered to er: “But, my Maria, you did not hear what I say. I meet this ver’ fine Mountie on the way to Berda. We talk. He ask me how is the trapping. I nearly die. I say what trapping? He say the trapping that start two weeks ago when season open. So I invite him for dinner. Maria, we must get out more and keep in closer touch with the

world.” THE END The characters in this story are fctitions.

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