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f m^ t t. i. r^r^ 4^ G ERALoVk B RO WN SYNOPSIS GbapUr XV: Donlevy lays that Veronica Iv ih% obvious suspect. He mentions that tte murdrr weapon has not b««n found. knt that It should be In the park c£ar an •14 raniion. Aa soon as Donlevy departs, McCaU and rtockr rush out to search for the tun. In the barrel of the old cannon ihey And a r«d wlgr. a woman's. McCale believes this implicates .Shari Cynn in aenie wav. "Wellâ€" then." He threw the red wig down on the coffee table be- tween them. She gasped. "Where'Ll you get that?" "In the cannon where you hid it. Now get this straight. Any cop or judge or lawyer is going to know after I produce this wig that your story is phoney. You should have taken more pains with it if you wanted your story to stick. You're in a jam, lady. I think you're going to be in a worse one. You're mak- ing a little Ramble on your own somewhere along the line and I think you'd better tell me wfiat If Js." Her eyes narrowed for a brief instant. Til give you five minutes. Think it over." He went over to the desk, hold- ing out his wrist as if timing her by his watch. It was five minutes of two. » • • At two o'clock, he turned to her again. She surprised him by be- ginning to talk almost immediately She had f.^und the wig at Vallain- court's apariment, days before. He had some woman who came there to see him, someone disguised a? Veronica. She denied she was the woman. She didn't know, hadn't the slightest idea who could have been checking up on him. No, who- ever was watching evidently had to think that only Veronica went there. It was hardly rational, be- cause you'd think the only person to whom it would matter would be Veronica herself. Lately the wom- an hadn't come any more. Hence the wig which she had found. "Didn't \"allaincourt confide in you at all?" McCale asked. 'No. Why should he?'" "I've played with the idea that you were once his wife." A secret look behind the mascara told him he was right, but she said nothing. He got up. reaching for his hat on a iltarby chair. At the door, he turned, his dark -eyed face all sharp points and edges in the light. "You're in a bad spot." He tried to control the hardness in his voice. "I'd lock the door if I were you." • • » He saw fear burning bright in her eyes. Is that the advice you were go- ing to give me?" "Yes," he said. He became deadly serious. Some- how he had to get through to her. He slipped a business card from his wallet and placed it on a nearby table. "If you're frightened or just want to talk," he said, "call me at the number on that card. Vou really' should talk, you know. I mean more than you've talked so far. 1 know you're holding back some- thing importantâ€" something that is dangerous to someone. I think you're planning to sell that infor- mation. .\ little blackmail, maybe. But let me warn you. you are deal- ing with a cold-blooded murderer. You're in danger, Jtiss Lynn. Vou know that." She laughed loudly, hysterically. "You fool." she screamed. "You think you know a lot. Well, what do you know ? Just a lot of bunk I told you. Vou think you can scare me into admitting something. I can take care of myself. What're you trying to do? Get out! Get out!" « * * The buzzer sounded in the outer office. ifcCale looked at his watch It was three in the morning He opened the office door, looked out into the hall, and wondered who could be calling at that hour. Sharp heel clicks told him it was a woman coming up the stairs. The head and shoulders, then the fi.gure of a girl swathed in furs, with a cowl concealing most of her face, rose out of the stairwell. She saw him, hurried forward with a short laugh and stepped in- sitle hurriedly. She pushed back tt^e cowl of her Persian lamb coat and he saw the black hair and Bcardsley face of Victoria Bigelow. "I'm a mystery woman," she •aid, giving him an amused smile. • He didn't smile back. "Of course you know you've probably been fol- lowed her." "About my being followed here," she said, "have no fear. The police didn't even put a man on the house. Old unimpeachable family stuff." "You can't be sure." "Sure enough." She shrugged the miggestion away. He watched Victoria with « bor- ed expression as she fingered a book on the desk. "It's late," he said, breaking the silence. "You came to see me about something. It must be im- portant for you to call at this hour. I hate to hurry you, perhaps you'll tell me what this is all about." She turned abruptly and came over to him. "I want you to do something for nie." "What can I do for you?" His voice was urgent and exasperated. "Well" â€" she fumbled for a phrase â€" "you'll probably have an â€" an op- portunity to go through Curt Val- laincourt's things, won't you?" He looked up, pursing his lips. "We-e-ll." Better not tell her the cupboard was bare. • • • "There is something of mine â€" that is, Curt had some letters that belong to me. 1 thought â€" " "That I might take them out from under the eyes of the police? I'm afraid I wouldn't have the chance. By this time, the place has been gone over with a vacuum cleaner." "But they wouldn't just be in any ordinary place. I'm sure he had a hiding place somewhere in that apartment. .A wall safe or â€" or something." "1 doubt it. It seems perfectly obvious that you have already looked in every available place." â- Why 1â€"" ". . . Tut. tut. Vour intonation gave you away." ".\Iy, you're clever, aren't you?" "Let us say-â€" well-trained. You visited \'allaincourt often?" ".No 1â€" well, tliat is, I went there once in a while for cocktails, with a few friends." She was on her guard now. "Often enough to look about for something that was mine." "\'allaincourt was hanging onto your correspondence." • • • "Oh, no." "Then w Ivy didn't you just ask for it?" "I did, btit he'd only laugh and say he'd give them all back when â€" " She caught herself. She bit her lower lip sullenly. "When he was safely married to Veronica Bigelow, I'll wager." "You're quite the Sherlock, aren't you, mister? Listen, can I or can I not buy your services? 1 want those letters. Do I get them?" She moved closer to him and stared him in the face boldly, a vijSerish intensity in her eyes. For a moment. AlcCale gazed deeply into her vicious little soul. "Not from me." His voice was as cold as steel. He turned away from her with a brustiucncss intended to convey that he was t'irough with their little interview. • * * He spoke quietly. "I'm sorry. I wish you'd take my word for it that there are none of your letters at tlie Vallaincourt apartment. Xo letters of any kind, in fact." She eyed him narrowly. "You've been there already." He nodded. "Thanks, but 1 don't believe you." ".Ml right." he went on wearily, "don't believe me. But I assure you, there is nothing there. There's not a wall safe or a sHdiiig panel in the whole shebang.'' "The police â€" " ''I liardly think so. I was tlicre before they arrived." To Be Continued BRIT AIN'S BATTLE FOR FOOD BEGINS w Colour Blindness Color blindness is mentioned by modern medical science as a serious handicap these days of speed and multiple machinery. Defective color vision is usually licreditary. and is more coiniiion among iiiales than females. While little can he done in some case,<. authorities say that defective* color vision is sometimes a syniptoii of a complaint which can he cured, and those who have difllculty in distinguishiiig between the primary colors are urged to consult their physicians, since their trouble may arise from correctible deficiency condition -i. Except for the modem tractor in the background, this photo might be a painting of "The Sower" by Jean Fancois Millet. It shows Alfred Cross, a Caterham, England, farmhand, sowing barley. He is one of thousands of British farmers who work from dawn to dusk to make up for over six weeks lost in Britain's battle for food, due to disastrous winter weather and floods. Sunday School Lesson ANN£ KIRST Family: Don't Force Loveless Marriage E3 'MY FAMILY thinks a girl of 2i * should be thinking of marriage â€" • * and 1 myself don't like to think of being an old maid!' So here's a nice girl tyini; herself in knots because she- fears that plump little guy with wings and an arrow may save his shots for younger fry. What a pity ! * These are her years for good times * â€"for dancing, parties, movies and * sports â€" dating first one lad and * then another and taking her own * good time to make a choice. In- * stead cf whicli, egged on by an * impatient family, she regards the * whole male sex as potential hus- * bands. No wonder she's "mi.xed * up and worried and doesn't know * where to turn!" Her family, of * course, have the perfect husband * all polished up and waiting on * her doorstep. .\ nice young cliap * with a good job, who has all the * qualifications â€" e.xcept that the * girl doesn't love him. • LOTS OF TIME Why doesn't she love him? Ah, that's the secret. Another lad is enshrined in her heart, one who's been away, and whom she hasn't seen for a long, long time. She doesn't even know that he returns C.N J. BULLETIN Bride's Budget Will Win $100 .^re you to be a bride-to-be? Could you use an e.xtra SiDO? If so, there's a Bride's Budget contest sponsored by tlie Cana- dian Xational Exiiiliition this year. The winner will net $100 casli prize money. Prospective brides entering tlie budget competition may obtain entry forms by writing Exhibition headquarters at the C.N'.E. Grounds. Toronto .â- Ml entries must state th-- bride-elect's five rules for happy marriage. Costs of all trous- seau items should be listed en the wedding budget, as well a- the cost cf linen and the amount the bride-to-be expects her i)a- rents to spend on t!ie wedding. .hiilges for tlie bride's compe- tition will be a group of liappily married women. Kate .-\itkcii. Director of Women's .Activities, points out that nrrangcniciits have now been made for similar garments indicated in the piizc- winning budget to be displayed lor all C.N.I--, visitors to sec. Bright young ladies of today are careful to make up their wedding budget in black ami white. .Some clever bridc-fo-bc will win $tOO for her wedding plan this year. It Makes You Feel So Much Better The Vifamin Bi Tonic Extensively used for headache, loBSof cleep, nervous indigestion, irritability, anaemia, chronic fatigue, and exhatution of the nervous syatem. A# ctt. Economy »ize, )1.5t Dr. Chase*s Nerve Food her love, but there is a small hope smouldering within her, and until that is extinguished she cannot persuade herself to view any other male as husband material. Yet she confesses she is afraid to dismiss the man her family approves, "for fear I won't find anyone else!" A generation or so ago, if a girl reached the age of 25 with- out being married her fate was sealed. The custom of marrying early still exists in many families, and they insist the tradtiion be upheld. If a daughter rebels, she is practically an outcast, discour- aged in any career that may ap- peah and treated as a disloyal member who refuses to accomp- lish her main purpose in life! It takes stubborn courage and a deep faith in on's self to fight the whole family and still keep its good will. Something tells me this girl has both, and that she will keep on nourishing her hope that the man she remem- bers will soon return, and with love in his heart. To "Diana": Some of the hap- piest wives I know did not marry until they were 30. Don't let your family get you down. Let this boy know he has no chance with you, but keep him as a friend if he and your people in- sist. Meanwhile, strike out on your own, study and make some- thing of yourself, and let the question of marriage wait. Price Up 233 P.C. The cocoa bean, source of choc- olate candy, has risen as much or more than any other commodity. Last October it sold for nine cents a pound. Today it costs 30 cents a pound, which makes a price rise of 2.3.3 per cent in six months. The Struggle Against Baalism 1 Kings 18:20-21, 30-30. Golden Text.â€" Hear me, O Lord, hear me, that this people may know that thou art the Lord God, and that thou hast turned their heart back again. â€" 1 Kings 1S:3T. All through the Old Testanzent runs the story of the conflict be- tween true worship and the wor- ship of idols â€" the moral and intelligent worship of the Supreme Being and the superstitious bowing to wood and stone. It was a boldly noble conception in which- man dared to say that he was made in the image and likeness of God. Wherever men had this concep- tion of God, no matter how dimly they perceived it, they were hfted toward something better. * • • Contrast this with the pagan and his grotesque and ugly objects of worship. But the people often turned from the God of their fathers to worship graven images and to practice idolatrous rites. This is not true of a few. These were humble and lowly saints and the great prohpets. The Lord reminded Elijah in his mood of depression, following his great victory against the prophets of Baal, the sun god, that there were 7,000 who had not bowed the knee to Baal. Why were the people drawn to idolatry when their religious heri- tage ought to have kept them true? For precisely the same reason that people turn to false gods and false ways today â€" the line of least re- sistance. It was the way to indulgence and immoral allurement. The heatbea rites had licentious and morally de- grading aspects. • • • What does all this mean in terms of today? The idols and images are dififerent, but the allurements and the moral degradations are the same. Every daily paper, as its news columns reflect the moral, social, and religious life of our time, reveals how paganism is in our midst. And it is true, as it was of old, that sin seeks out individuals and peoples. False gods and false wor- ship can destroy us as surely as they destroyed of old, unless the good that is in us prevails over evil. Shield Baby Eyes Even when a baby is old enough for sunbaths, the eyes should be given special protection, say the health authorities. An infant should be shielded from direct rays of the sun until able to move about easily. Doctors suggest that the baby be placed with feet pointing away from the sun, so that eyebrows and upper hds shield the eyes. It is also a good idea to line the hood of a baby carriage with some dull, preferably dark, material. 2,000,000 Lambs Lost British hill farmers lost 2,000,000 lambs in last winter's severe wea- ther instead of the original 250,000 estiiiiated by the government, it was revealed in the House of Com- mons. RICH, SPICY CINNAMON BUNS Recipe Dissolve 1 tsp. sugar in 3^ c. lukewarm water, add 1 en- velope Royal Fast Rising Dry Y'easr. Let mixture stand 10 min. Then stir well. Scald }i c. milk, add 3 tbs. short- ening, ^4 c. sugar, }n tsp. salt; cool to lukewarm. Add 1 c. sifted flour to make a batter. Add yeast mixture and 1 beaten egg; beat welL Add 2} 2 c. sifted flour, or enough to make a soft dough. Knead lightly, place in greased bowl. Cover; set in warm place, free from draft. Let rise until doubled in bulk, about 2 hours. When light punch dough down;roll out into oblong piece, about }i" thick. Brjsh with 3 tbs. melted shortenicp or butter. Sprinkle with ?4 c. orown sugar, I'o tsps. cinnamon, 3-2 c. raisins. Roll up length- wise in a tight roll; cut in 1" slices. Place cut-side up, 1" apart in greased shallow baking pan. Cover; let rise in warm place until light, about 1 hour. Bake in 425°F. oven about 20 minutes. WHEN HOUSEWORK GETS TOO MUCH FOR YOU.:: JUST SEE WHAT UPTON'S TEA CAN DO! ONIY UPTONS BRISK-TASTING TEA GIVES YOU THAT • Yes, it's really exhilarating â€" that de- lightful FLAVOR-LirT you get with Upton's Tea. It's a grand combination of rich, full-bodied tea flavor . . . plus a tift that just makes you feel good all over. And only Lipton's Tea gives you this flavor- UFT . . . because it's the blend that makes Lipton's and the blend is Lipton's own secret! Try Lipton's! Se« what a de- licious, brisk-tasting tea it is . . . what a stimulating lift it gives you! Ask for Lipton's, the tea with the rLAVOtt-urr, at your grocM's twiayl Sa/s MA. BAfSK