gt A party of mllhhon. (a'hered at the home " In. thlett and - thunder “out. turned to table ttpptng lor hum-uncut. muted around the table were In. and Ill- Wlllett. Mr. Duke, In Ryeroft, who dabble! in the “Verne. ken-Id Cmrttetd and Mator Burnnby, for two month- the Wllletu had been account». the house or Captain Janet)“ Trevelynn. who had been nimble to re- stat an on" of " [aims . month rent Ind had taken a small house for him- to" an mites, dutant. Iajor Burnaby. In friend. actuated one of the 'tve cot- batters Trevelyan built on land met his house. All those stated ht the table were startled when a "spirit" message "and that l‘aplntn Trevelyan had been murdered. Burnaby It)",',' the six miles through heavy snow I and: his friend lend. He had been ntrurk on the Mud " a [run but“ tube. Police Inspector Nurrarott questions Robert Evans. is re- tire-I natal mam, who worked for rrrsel.xatrt, NiirLiott nodded. He could learn no more here. But he determined to well an interviiew with this Mrs. Wil. iott at an earl date. Her abrupt Br. rival needed lo ling into. "Come on. P Hot-k. we'll go upstairs “I lama. They left Evans in the Inning-room. "All right, do you think?" asked the "meant in a ow voice, Jerking " head over his shoulder in the direc- tion of the E.lo d dninproorn door. "All right, do you think?" asked the "meant in a ow voice. Jerking " head over his shoulder in the direc- tion of the do. d dninproorn door. "He seems so." said the inspector. "nun one never knows. He's no fool, that fellow. whatever eke he is. His no" ueema strnightforward enough. Perlertly clear and above board." And with this pronouncement, very Uplrll of his caudal and suspicious Inna. the inspector proceeded to nun-h the rooms on the tirtrt Boon There were three bedrooms and a bathroom. Two of the bedrooms were onâ€, and had clearly not been enter- " for some weeks. The third, Carr tain Trevelyan's own room, was in ex- Qnisite and apple-pie order. Inspector Natural! moved about in it. opening drawers and cupboards. Everything Ias in its right place. It was the roam ot a man almost {annually tidy and neat in his habits. Narracott " "This Mrs. Willett." he still usual Ir. “Was she An old friend or no quinlun'cc ot the aphids?" "Oh! no, Bir, she was quite I "Oh! no, Bir, “ranger to him "All! you're positive they hadn't met betore?" "Ott.' quite, sir." "Did they - " - " the inspector paused. as he tried to [route the ques- tion naturally. "Did they get on well together? Were they lriendiy t" "The lady was.“ A hint smile crossed Evans' tips. "All over him, as you might my. Admiring the house, Ind taking him it he'd planned the building ot it. Altogether laying it on thick. on you might say." "And the captain?" The smile broadened. "That sort of gushing lady wasn't likely to cut any in with him. Polite. he was, but nothing more. And de- rlined her invitations." . “lnvitttions " “Yes, to mneider the house as his own any time, and drop in, the†how she put R-drop in. You don't drop in to I place when you're living six miles away." “She's a very hospitable lady. by all amounts. Someone in to lunch or Hyper evgry day." “You are sure of that?" said the inspector, sharply. "t ask because " is a very curious time ot. year for a let. On the other hand, if this Mrs. Wiiiett was acquainted with Captain Trevelyn and knew the house. she night have written to him and sugges- ted taking it." Evans shook his head. " 'Twad the agents-Williamson' - that wrote, said they had an otter from a lady." Harraeott was wondering. Wag that the reason for the taking of the house? Was it only a prelude to the making at Cttptttin Trevelyan’s uquulntance , Wu that the real game? ttgi Inspector Narncou nodded thought. 'tttr. ' Inspector Narncott frowned. He hand this business ot the letting of Sittalord Home distinctly odd. "She seemed anxious to-well - to no. something of the eaptain t" "Captain Trevelyan and Mrs. Willett Met, I sutgrpose?" he naked. "Oh! yes. She came to see the louse ttnd he took her over it." Evans“ answer was not very help fuming; Iililtltitgt, . ' * ly AGATHA CHRISTIE 'a"-'; "I haven't the remotest idea, sir. May have been Just tor a stroll like. That was before the snow came, but it wasn't what you might call a pleas- ant day tor walking.†"Went out at half past four and re- turned about twenty past six," said the inspector thoughtully. "That’s ra- ther odd. He didn't mention Captain 'rrevelypn T, 'Where did he go when he went out?" "No, Mr. Narraeott, he didn't men- tion anybody at all. Kept himself to himself, he did. A nice looking young fellow-but worried, I should say. "Now, let me see. There was Mr. Moreqby and Mr. Jones-commercial gentlemen they are, and there was a young gentleman from London. ho. body else. It stands to reason there wouldn't be this, time of year. Very quiet here in the winter. Ott, and there was another young gentleman-- arriving by the last train. Nosy young fellow. I call him. He isn't up yet." "The last train ?" said the inspector. "That gets in at ten o'cloch, eh? I don't think we need trouble ourselves about him. What about the others - the one trom London? Did you know him?" "Never seen him before in my life. Not a commercial gentleman. Oh, no--- tt cut above that. I can't remember him name tor the moment-but you'll find it in the register. Left on the ftrrrt train to exeter this morning, he did. Six ten. Rather curious. What did he want down here anyway, that's what i'd like to know." "He didn't mention his business?" "Not a word.' "Did he go out at all?' "Arrived at lunch time, went out about halt past tour and came in about twenty past six." m. 33mm; shook her head decis- ively. The inspector nodded and stepped across to inspect the register. “James Pearson, London," said the inspector. "Well-that doesn’t tell us much. We'll have to make a few inquiries about Mr. James Pearson." “You. Mr. Narraeott," she proceed- ed in answer to his question, "the Major is having his breakfast now. You will find him in the cotree-room. And what hind of a night he has pass- ed with no pajamas or anything, and me a widow woman with nothing to lend him, i can't say, l am sure. Said it made no matter, he did-ttll upset and queer he was-and no won- der with his best friend murdered. Very nice gentlemen. the two of them, though the captain had the reputation ot being close with his money. Ah, well, well, I have always thought it dangerous to live up to Sittaford, miles away from anywhere, and here's the captain struck down in Exhampton it- selt. It's, always what you don't ex- pect in this lite that happens, isn't it, Mr. Narracott?" The inspector said that undoubtedly it was. Then he added: "Who did you have staying here yes- terday, Mrs. Belling? Any strangers T' Then he strode oft to the coffee, room in search of Major Burnaby. The Major was the only occupant of the room. He was drinking some rather muddy looking mice and the Times was propped up in front of him. “Major Burnaby?" "That's my name." "I am Intmteter Narracott from Exeter." ished his inspection and glanced into the “Joining bathroom. Here, too, everything was in order. Then he shook his head. "Nothing here." he said. "There are the papers in the desk in the study. You had better go through those, Pollock. I‘ll tell IN. ans he can go. I may can round and see him at his own place later." "Good morning. inspector. Any founder?" "Yes, sir. I think we me a little (murder. I think I can safely say that." Inspector Narncott left to have a talk with Major Burnaby, but he was was destined to see the major until he had had a protracted interview with Mrs. Belling-licensed propriet- or of the Three Crowns. Mrs. Belling was fat and excitable, and so voluble that there was nothing to be done but to listen patiently until such time as the stream ot conversation should dry up. "Trevelyan made a will," said Bur- naby promptly. "Ah-you know that." "Yes. Made me executor. Told me "Trevelyan was a rich man," re- plied Burnaby. I should say he was much Jretter oft than anyone round here suspected." "It'n at Walters & Kirkwood-the solicitors here in Exhampton. They drew it up for him." being no will, have you any idea who would inherit his estate?" "The ease isn't such plain sailing as we thought," he said. "By the way, there}; aqothg queption I want to tisk 'ri;ii. I iGderisiand, Major Burnaby, that you asked Dr. Warren whether death had occurred at tive and twenty minutes past tive?" "Well," said the Major gruMy. "What made you select that exact time, Mayor?" "Why shouldn‘t l?" said Burnaby. "Well-tsomething must have put it into your head." '30, "Do. you know how he left his money?" "That I can't say." "I understand he was very com- tortably on?" “He'd a sister and some nephews and nieces I believe. Never saw much ot any of them, but there wasuno quarrel." "About this will, do wu know where he kept it?" "Then, perhaps, Major Burnaby, as you are executor, I wonder if you would come round to Walters & Kirkwood with me now. I should like to have an idea ot the contents of that will as soon as possible." Burnaby looked up alertly. "What's in the windy' he said. "What's the will got to do with it?" Inspector Narracott was not dig. posed to show his hand too soon. "What relations had he-do you know?" There was quite a pause before Major Burnaby replied. Inspector Nar. racott‘s interest was aroused. The Major had something which he quite patently wished to conceal. _W&wtbat my; ttttret-- Thoughts man's destiny control Though the ages onward roll.’ , " A. B. C. In Tid-an. Thoughts are flowers which In the field, In life's wood and dell, To mankind their fragrance yield, Sweetest stories tell-- Budding beauty without price, Making their own paradise. Thoughts are dreams of what may be In some future time, Wheh mankind has found the key Ot that house sublime Where the humble and the great In each other‘s service wait. Thoughts are stars which in the sky For all timekare set, - Racking not of clouds that tir, This will Introduce "Buddy" Baer, brother ot Max, who defeat- ed Max Schmeling. Bud's quite a land with his fists, too. Cu}: buais.F1nt.iittt No shattered 1iG ot antment We ever need regret, For out ot disappointment Flow sweetest odours yet. Some tstartling change of her, The Maater's hand resolve“: In richest humony. The discord that Involved: (To Be Continued.) Thoughts --Franees R. Havergal. He was half inclined to speak to her; to tell her what she was up against. Perhaps he had better not. These modern girls were very inde- pendent. He shrugged his shoulders and be- Can to walk away. He had covered about a hundred yards when a sud- den clamour made him swing round. Two hulking youths had slipped through the ropes and were advanc- ing, bent on mischief. 'Jack broke into a run; elbowed his way sternly through the crowd; vaulted into the enclosure; ranged himself alongside the white-faced girl. "Come out of that!" he cried, fiercely. The louts retired sheepishly. Jack, red-hot with anger, address- ed the crowd. "If you dont intend to patronize this lady, why the devil don't you go away and leave her alone?" "Look here," he offered. "I'll hire you or twenty minutes for a tamer. Take me up and stunt me. When they see you can handle your bus, they'll roll up in hundreds." "Why don't you'."' retorted some wag at the back. There was a general timer. "Ay! Go up yoursel’! they called. Jack turned to Sonia without hesi- tation. "Will you take me?" he smiled. She flushed self-consciously. "Yes, but--- I don't want you to feel you’re forced into it." Jack felt rather mean. He was no better than the others. Sonia stared up into the bronwd face before her. Was he joking? If only he knew what it meant to her.' The blue eyes returned her gaze un- twinkingly. She set about making her prepar- ations. "Very well," she agreed. "And--. thank you very much." “Why are you single-handed?" Jack asked. "Surely you ’have a me- chanic?" Sonia paused with one hand on the propeller. "He left me in the lurch this morning." ' She did not explain that he had taken her last penny with him, and that, but for Jack’s intervention, she would have been destitute. She swung the propeller. The en- gine broke into a roar. She disap- peared into the tent and re-emerged in flying hat and goggles. "Are you ready?" she asked. Jack nodded briefly and climbed into the cockpit. He was beginning to wonder if he had been too quixotic in his offer to help. The whole equip- ment seemed a little below par. No mechanic; an out-of-date type of machine; an engine which sounded as though it was well worn. Only the girl herself still retained his eonfi- dence. She had started up with the sangfroid of an old-timer. She "took oft" in a climbing-turn. Jack realized at once that, what- ever the shortcomings of her ma- chine, that she was a first-class pilot. Her touch on the controls was as deli- cate as a. caress. She humored her engine instead of racing it. He had no further qualms and gave himself up to the enjoyment of the fflip." He glanced over the side ot his cockpit. The school where the loci- dent had occurred was‘plainly visi- ble. Jack pictured the feelings of the sft,.lt.rtogltlttyUstug.e.d them It 375 ghastly to know one was going to write off a. number of human lives and be nble to do nothing about it. This aeroplane venture had been I failure from the start. She had bought the machine with borrowed money. It was tseeomi-hand, and, " though it had seemed all right when she hated it in a trial night, the en- In the front cockpit, Sonia was concerned solely with earning her Then she had discovered that peo- ple would not trust themselves with her. She thought it was because she was a girl. Actually it was because she was far too good looking. It did not seem possible that a girl as pretty as paint could pilot an aero- plane in safety. Now was her chance to show them, and she gloried in it. She intended to give her passenger full value for his money. She climbed steadily to three thous- and feet. Glancing over her shoulder she looked inquiringly at the man behind to see if he were ready. He smiled and waved his hand. He had evidently been up before, she deduc- She pushed down the nose of her machine to increase her speed. The wind began to hum through the brac- ing wires. Its note increased cre.v cendo. Sonia braced her foot against the rudder bar; gently pulled the control column towards her. The co'vling rose steeply before her. eine had broken down almost im- mediately afterwards. She waited, her hand on the throt- tle. The horizon flashed into view. She shut " the engine. The air roared like a breaking wave with the speed of the dive. Sonia eased the machine back on an even keel. "Jolly good!" Jack applauded, just before the re-awakened engine drown- ed speech. She promptly looped again. The moment the machine came out of the dive, she looped again. Followed two half-rolls; a full roll; another loop. Sonia smiled grimly but took no notice. She pulled her stick back for another one. Flushed with excite ment, she made her circle rather too sharp. The machine was on its back when an ominous crack sounded sharp- ly above the Mile of the propeller Sonia set her teeth. Did his voice contain the faintest hint of patron- age? Her long run of ill-luck af- fected her judgment. It he was patting her on the back because she was only a girl, she would jolly well give him something to think ahout. She automatically shut off her en- ttine. The machine went into a dive. She pulled the stick towards her. The plane refused to rise. Sonia tugged and tugged. Nothing happened. They were rushing vertically to- wards the earth. Directly below them, all unheeding, the fair was in full swing. Sonia felt si8k with ap- prehension. As she came up this time her pas- senger shouted: "Half a minute!" Again Sonia took no notice. Im- patient at her stupidity he 'shook her roughly. She fell forward on her safety belt. The lack of food had had its effect. She had fainted. I "Put your engine on again!" Jack shouted. "Wll help her come up.", Jack thought quickly. Unless he did something the tragedy of last month would be re-enacted. With the rush of wind holding him back, it was an impossibility for him to climb into the front cockpit. Yet he must get control. He leaned for- ward over Sonia's inert body. With his left hand he opened the throttle. With his right, he seized the con- trol. The machine refused to come up. "He knew in a fiash where the trouble lay. The weight of his body, thrown into the front cockpit, had From all the Information we can gather there I; a fairly heavy crop of lamb. thle year and methods of marketing likely to be aomewhat different due to the fact that Abattoir Companies have decided to place lees lamb in cold storage and maintain a greater quota of fresh lambs the year through, so an to meet the requirements of the consumer. During the last few years the quality of lambs have shown a decided Improvement, and by doing so you have done much to stimulate greater con- aumption, hence demand for greater volume. This has been accomplished by better breeding, better feeding and castration of buck lambs. Light thin lamba do not produce good quality of lamb meat. 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WRITE, WIRE or TELEPHONE - LYmttturet 1143 or ttoo Five minutes later they landed safely. Sonia taxied back to the enclosure. Together they examined the machine. The rigging was slack and untrue. "It looks as though your mechanic wr; a dud," remarked Jack, dryly. "No wonder he pushed off." shifted the centre of gravity for- ward, He must shift it back or noth- ing could save them---of the people beneath. He forced himself round. Climb- ing on to his seat, he flung himself face downwards along the fuselage. Stretching down with his hands, he felt for the elevator control wires. He grasped them and pulled. With a sigh if rélief he lessening. Sonia recovered from her faint to find the plane on an even keel. She cuternntica1ly took control. Looking behind she saw the perilous position --iie went on io {tell her of the re- cent puwident. . iG.9auaer.ime shut' dawn Ker engine and called to him that all was well. _ iiuiiir't%a limpulsively towards him. - _ -aut for you we should both have been killed. However can I thank you Jack shook his head. "You don't have to," he declared. “I wasn't thinking of you and my- self, but of the people on the ground." the pilot was Sonin's face screwed up in hor- ror. Grieve not for me who am about to start A new adventure-rather till a cup And wish me God~speed tor the hidden days--- Come, with the red gtutt till the goblet up, And drink to one who ever loved new ways: Ahead. unfurrowed, lie broad Beldg for me, Lands unexplored stretch out, 1 tar. llung sea. Is beckoning, and even now. a ship To bear me, builds in the eternal v "ft was I," he confessed, simply.-- London Tit-Bits. 'rlitt-- Eager, I stand, and ready to depart, I, and my restless pioneering heart. Lydia Kingsway. 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