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recognize the danger in that vicious snub-nosed pistol. Everything was unreal; the dark sea, the house, the sagging battered detective outlined in the doorway; the hunched, Only the nauseating smell was real, and the pistol in MacDowell’s hand. “Put down the gun.” It was Bill Talcott who said it. His voice, too, was unreal. © Halsey

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and the girl cried out, “Don’t!” “Put down the gun,” Talcott said again. His manner and voice were tired. | MacDowaell’s glaring eyes sought Halsey. “He tried to get away from me,” McDowell snarled. “Wit’ his tricks o’ blowing whistles an’ havin’ this dame scream so’s to catch me off my guard. He clipped me on the jaw and knocked me cold!” Talcott said, “Once you pull that trigger, nothing can save you. They'll be on us like hornets, Sebastien will be with them. He won’t try to stop them this time. If you do injure me, they will tear you to pieces. They won’t stop. Miss Paterson's disregard of my order has already aroused them. The slightest violence will upset the balance.” “For God’s sake, MacDowell!” Halsey cried hoarsely. “Can’t you tell when a man is speaking the truth? Your cap pistol wouldn’t amount to peanuts! Put it away!” The detective hestitated with illdisguised anger. “Why'd he clip me?” he demanded. “Why'd he wait until my head was turned? You mean to say that whistle an’ her screamin’ wasn’t no setup?” June Paterson trembled. “Whatever Mr, Talcott may have done, the scream was entirely my own idea. Please, I—I—' She became suddenly limp and would have failen had not Halsey’s arm supported her. » » s WITHOUT TOO much grace, MacDowell stood aside to let them through. Black Sam brought restoratives, administered them with the detached calm of a physician, waited

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revival, vanished at a nod from Bill Talcott. “That guy make me nervous,” MacDowell muttered. “He don’t stay

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eyes hardened. “What was all the screamin’ an’ whistle blowin’ about?” So June Paterson told him. Of discovering the natives in the their menacing @ attitude, Halsey’s courage, the arrival of Sebastien, and later of Talcott. When she was finished, Halsey

tion. “Miss Paterson has had sufficient excitement for one night,” Halsey said. “My dear, why don’t you go to bed? In the morning it will all seem like a very bad and distant dream.” Talcott’s eyes were on her, cold and unapproving. She put her hana in Halsey’s and arose from the couch. “Good night, dear,” she said softly and, lifting

That brought a reaction from Talcott. Dull red mounted from his collar to the rims of his eyes. He seemed as if about to speak, and then, turning, he strode from the

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SHE AWOKE from troubled sleep with a startled sense of reality. She lay a moment berieath her netting, trying to fathom what had awakened her. And then, beyond the slope on the sea side, she heard voices. Drawing a robe about her

panorama of moving light fingers. There were two shafts. One threw into bold relief figures on

nized Sebastien, and beside him the huge native Tomas. They were watching the white path thrown by. the powerful flashlight in Sebastien’s hand to where the outlined

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By William Ferguson

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~~ “You want to get wrecked, hey?” Sebastien’s yell floated up. From the schooner a crisp, harsh voice answered, “Light your pier. We want to land!”

“No light the pier!” Seb yeil increased in volume. * you! We got plenty troubl You stay away!”

The schooneg swung slowly about, wallowing in the trough of waves. Sebastien’s enraged cries followed them, and the light in his hand bobbed crazily with his running. “A nice hospitable place this is, June Paterson thought. If the schooner could land it would afford ner the opportunity of escape. She was tired, sick and thoroughly frightened. No matter what Bill Talcott had once been, he had besome sinister and strange. Whatsver his deadly game with Halsey,

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have it all to himself. been a fool to come here. As quickly as it came, the resolve to pack and escape crystalized in her brain. She was drawing away when a movement outside the window held her. fear caught at her throat, robbed her of the power of movement. So near she could touch him, a shadowy figure loomed and began a slow, ambling walk toward the pier, , Someone had been there, watching as she watched the tableau in the water. The figure was lost in gloom when, from the sea in the direction

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Once it sounded. And then from the depths of darkness beyond her window arose a wild, angry bellow followed by the pounding beat of shoes on the path. (To Be Continued)

(All events, names and characters in this story are fictitious)

FRANK WRAY NAMED "HEAD OF 'Y’ AT I. U,

Times Special BLOOMINGTON, Ind. May 19.— Frank J. Wray, Bloomington senior, will head the Indiana university Y. M. C. A. during the 1942-43 school year, Clarence Elliott, general secretary of the University Christian association, anncunced. The new president is a graduate of Logansport high school. Other officers include C. Roger Rumph, Seymour, Bailey, Greenwood, vice presidents; Karl R. Johnson, North Vernon, secretary, and Jules O. Hendricks, Bloomington, treasurer.

the next year are John W. Cook, Rensselaer; . Charles W. Dukes, Georgetown, Ill; G. Roger Ellison, Ft. ‘Wayne: J. Warren Fox, Vevay; Robert Gemmer, Indianapolis; Warren W. Lewis, New’ Castle; Frederick L. McLaughlin, Elkhart; John I. Murray, Bloomington; William Seagle, Indianapolis; Mervin S. Smith, Bluffton; Edward C. Stuart, Elkhart; William F. Waymire, indianapolis, and ALC

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