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r r y * V / r X V * â- < r- » 4 ^ 4 t f « A 4i "SALAM ^GERALD BROWN W.N. Hi rCATUtlO BTKOrSIS Ckwtcr XTin: McCmIe harrin U <k* Blsvfow Mansion and conducts « carcfol â€"s rt lonlm of the tarioos members of tke Chapter XIX "Tfou might ask your mother to itep in for a moment," McCale an- iwertA Sybil Bigelow came into the lib- rary. "Sorry to bother you, Mrs. Bige- k>w," he said. "Oh, no, I mustn't be spared," she tighed. "It's all so sordidly neces- sary." "Why did you go to the White Abbey the night before last?" he 4skcd without preliminary. "Why, .1â€"1 wasn't there . . . Iâ€"" Quidcly she s.ink into a chair. "You were seen, you know," he went on. "Your altercation with your daughter-in-law and your en- trance into the club." "I've got a right to go anywhere I want. As for my dauglitcr-in-law, I often have to be a bit harsh with her. She neglects my son." "But you were heard not to be- Eeve her when she assured you Uut the man ycu came to see was â- o' there." A hard, beady look came into her «yes. Her face sagged as if the Teneer were about to crack. "Did you see him?"' McCale prod- ded. "I told you I did not go to â€" that is, I did go inside the lobby, but decided not to go ipstairs, 1 re- ttimed home." * * » . "You didn't see Curt Vallaincourt »s you had planned, then r" "I tell you 1 didn't go upstairs. Besides, 1 went there to get my son. He had quarreled with Karen and 1 was afraid he had started out on aâ€" a binge." She said it very de- fiantly. McCale wondered what her an- swer would have been if she had not known already that he knew Stephen had been there. "One more question," be said. "What did you see, yesterday after- noon, when you were in front of this house at the time of ihe mur- der?" The blow of it visibly staggered her. She gasped. Her eves were fill- ed with sheer terror. Her mouth grew slack. "Oh, no," she whimpered. "1 was not there. I wasn't. You're mistak- en." liis voice i'. came hard, hvs look insistent. "You wore a gray rain- teat," he said. "Both .Miss Ade- laide and 1 s.nw you." "No, noâ€" she couldn't have. She didn't â€" hasn'tâ€"" "She would not tell you. You know that. She has not admitted it even to me. But I saw you. Mrs. Bigelow. 1 know it was you." * » ♦ lie waited, lensc, as she pulled herself slowly together. She arose with cold determination. "Very well.Mhen," she said at last. "1 was going to protect her. Cod knows why. I didn't actually see the shooting. It was foggy, slip- •K'y. >oii know. 1 have very small tf«t and sometimes lose my bal- ance. 1 was picking my way. I had my head down when the shot came. 1 was so frightened â€" and for a mo- ment dazed. I didn't know it was Curt. I only saw a man stagger a moment. He seemed to recover him- self and walk on â€" toward me. In â- ly shock I stepped off the side- walk and crossed the street. It was only when he fell to his knees on ©UT steps that I knew something terrible had happened. It was then I saw Veronica running across the Common path. Veronfca â€" " she A«w herself up majestically. "Why didn't you immediately come into the house? I should have thoughtâ€"" "Oh, hut I couldn't. Don't you •W? If I'd gone right in, everyone wouM have known, wouldn't they? I'd have had to say I'd seen Veroni- ca. I couldn't do thatâ€" I couldn't." McCale wondered why. If the waldn't face telling it then, the wat able to be so glib about It now. "I tlippcd down the other tide of the street to the drugstore for cigarettes. I met Stephen there, you know â€" or don't you?" "Yes. I have seen the police re- ports," he said gravely. "Will you send your daughter in please ?" She accepted her dismissal with the air of an actress taking a cur- tain call. "You're making your farewell tour," McCale chuckled to himself, his mind busy with her treachery. You never would have guessed that Victoria had been up most of the previous night. The circles un- der her eyes were no darker than usual. "Too bad you weren't able to find your letters in Vallaincourt's apart- ment last night," he opened. « « * She did not seem startled. She tossed her dark head. "Oh, you know that, do you ? How did that get out?' "My assistant, who helped you search. He was quite smitten by your charms." "That ox." Her lip curled. "So he works for >ou. He told me he was a policeman." "Well, he'd make a good one. at that." McCale chuckled. "Y'ou'd have recognized him if you'd been home the night before. He was on duty here all that night. Where were you, by the way?" "That's my business." "Perhaps it's mine. Or at least the police may want an â-  explana- tion. Were you at the Vallaincourt apartment, by any chance?" "My little romp with Curt was over long ago" "Was It? '.c asked quietly, hard bunches showing along his jaw. "Yes. Who says it wasn't ?" "The red wig you wore when you impersonated your stepsister, Ve- ronica, each time you went there." "You'll ha\c to prove that." » * » Her eyes grew hooded and he saw her hands tremble. His shot in the dark had lecn a good one. "Proof ?" he said, smiling, "1 don't need to prove it. It's self-evident. 1 know a lot more about tlie woman that Curt -\'allaincourt knew than you can imagine in your wildest dreams." "Oh. what does it matter, any- how ? We're all sunk. I did want those letters though. You know what 1 think? I thi.ik you know where they are. I think you could get them for me. Why won't you work for me? I said I'd pay you well. I've got enough money." Her eyes were bright. "What good would that do?" She got up, turned her back to the window, and niaae a quick, pleading gesture. "Shari Lynn has them. She must You hinted at it the other night. You can act as intermediary â€" get your cutâ€" anything. Only I've got to have them." "Why?* She was impatient in her anxiety, boldly took another talk. » » » "See here" â€" she came close to him, dropping her voice conspira- torily â€" ".vou're working all out for Veronica, aren't you? Now listen. If those letters come out. it will put her in a worse spot than she's in now." "I'm sorry, but 1 don't follow you." "Oh, Lord. I thought you said you were a detective. Look. Veron- ica found out, somehow, that 1 had known Curt rather well. Don't a.sk me how. I don't know that. We had a whale of a row over it, but I denied it. Do you see? Now, if they get her for hisâ€" his death, and the letters are found, it will prove she was right. Don't you get it? It will give them a moitve. If I can get them back. 1 can destroy them." He chuckled cynically, striking his hands together with a muttered exclamation. "No," he barked, "not really! Don't tell me, in all seri- ousness, that you want to protect • N'eronica?'' "Of course. Why?" (T« Be Continued) Britain's old maids want a pension and they're telling Lopdon about it in every way they can â€" including through these loud speakers hung from the mouth of one of the famed Trafalgar Square lions.- Sunday School Lesson ANN€ HIRST Can Love Triumph Over Separation? DEAR .\NNE H1R.ST: My fiance, * who is 23, will be in school four * more years, and he <I i^n't thfnk we should be married until he finishes. We've been going to- gether over two years, and been away from each other most cf 'he time. Do you think \v e vill still love jach other after * four years, a good deal of wliich * will be spent in separation ? I used * to think if love were strong * enough it could endure separation ; * but I have seen so many cases * to the contrary th.it it has caused * me to doubt. .Msc, do ycu think * it is true that, generally speak- * ing men are more unstable than * womer? â€" H'crritil * IT ALL DEPENDS Anntcring your last iiiustnii the bulk of mail oztr ihe last i7io de- cades would tend to prcte that men ore less dependable in their affec- You're seen ni a ^undress, then a minute later joure in a snirt two-piecer. How did you do it? Vou made Pattern 4886 â- . . . a fast-change style with simple, sunny ways! Pattern 48S6, sizes 14, 16. 18, 20: 32, 34, 36, 38, 40, 42. Size 16 jacket and skirt, 3 yds. 39-iu. Send TWENTY-FIVE CENTS (25c) in coins (stamps cannot be accepted) for this pattern to Room 421, 73 Adela-de St. West. Toronto. Print plainly SIZK. NAME. AD- DRESS, STYIE NUMBER. tions than women â€" perhaps be- cause women make a career of love, and to men it is not so essential. (Alsu, n'omen ore more prone to talk about it.) Yet as soon as I con- clude that, I am ai-.vays bombarded uilh tetters from deserted husbands or fiances who have been betrayed and I am forced to admit it is a moot question. Like so many say- ings â€" "Love is of man's life a thing apart, â€" "for instance â€" it de- depeiuls upon the individual. Some men I haz'e knoiin are as capable of deep and lasting Icve as any great lover of the ages. Many engaged couples who had enough of loneliness during the war have married ulv.le the veteran is stilt in school. The young wife keeps her job {or gets one) to aug- ment his slim income, and some- how the majority of them seem to manage very well. Perhaps, hovj- ever. your fiance has other reasons to feel tliat it is best to wait until he can begin his chosen career. Have faith in yourselz'es, and in your love. Don't be influenced by n'hat zveaker people do. ' * * • RESENTS PROTECTION DEAR ANNE HIR.'-^T: "I'm 14 * years old, and writing you for * help with my parents. As you ♦ know, at 14 you have seme liking ♦ for boys. Well, I love twoâ€". "But * every time one wants to walk me • home, here comes our car with ♦ my father in it. I'm so erabar- ♦ ra.ssed! My pride, and everything • else, is hurt. Girls as well as boys * tease me. I've never done any- * thing to make my parents distrust * me. Will I never be able to go • with the gang without my Daddy • coming after me? I want my free- * domi What's wrong? â€" Desperate. » » • Nothing is wrong, unlefs tlie fact that your parents consider yoit the mat precious thing in the ivortd is wrcng. (Do you agree') Instead of being ashamed, you should be proud to be held so dear. It is sometliing to boast about, especially to ttiese friends who ridicule So many parents, busy zvilii tlieir own good times, let titeir daughters run 7iild, don't even bother zvhere they spend their evenings, nor zvith whom.' Yours are different. 1 hey intend to bring ycu up tike a young lady, a nice girl rvho respects her- self and wliom everybody else re- spects, too. Their watchfulness is no reflection upon you nor upon your fricnd.<. In another year the nicest boys ycu knoiv wilt be old enough to respect your parents' altitude, and give you a very different glance than the leers they use on lesser girls Cheer up! You may net under- stand what I say now, but take my word for it, it is true, lie proud of your father. There are not too many tike him. ♦ ♦ * ABSENCE makes the heart grow ♦ fonder â€" " often of somebody else. ♦ Anne Hirst will help you under- * stand. Write her at Box A, 73 ♦ Adelaide Street West, Toronto. ^ » • » ♦-•â- 'V^ ^ 4. h^» • • ♦♦•< >♦ ♦♦♦-â- *â- < New Feature Your Handwriting and You Your Handwriting Reveals Your Character and Secrets About Your Inmost Self B ginnirg Next Week Watch For It Judah's Unsteady Course S Kings 19:5-7, 32-37; 30:12-17 Golden Text â€" For tlius saith the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel; in returning and rest shall ye be saved; in quietness and in confidence shall be your strength. â€" Isaiah 30:l,"i. Judah became the Southern Kingdom of Israel after the divi- sion ii?to the southern and northern kingdoms through Jeroboam's suc- cessful revolt against P.ciioboam, son c£ Solomon. The strength of David and the glcrj- of Solomon socn waned when a people who ought to have been united with a common heritage in history and religion became strife- torn. In this history there is a soicinn waiiilng for peoples of to- day, particularly modern demo- cracies. The freedom that our demo- cratic lands accord in speech and action is being used by some to promote discord and draw lines of hate and prejudice, sometimes in the sacred name of Christ and Christianity. Along that way surely lies ruin. The Northern Kingdom, as we have seen, was the first to fall. It was swept away eight centuries before Christ when the armies of Assyria came dow-n upon it. Its people became known to history G.N.E. BULLETIN as the "Lost Ten Tribes." The Southern Kingdom survived for another 136 years, but it also went down, before armies of Babylon. Our lesson tells of an interlude in this 136-year downfall when a good king, Hezekiah, and a noble prophet, Isaiah, were dominant in Judah. It is the story, too, ol l great deliverance prophesied by Isaiah, whea a plague of disease struck the great army with which Sennacherib, tliL- .Assyrian, came to conquer the~. people. But Judah's course, as the title of this lesson indicates, was un- steady. Periods of better living, wise kingly guidance, and welfare were intermixed with periods ol bad leadership and idolatry. Hezekiah himself, though a good king, was by no means perfect. He did a foolish thing when he vainly displayed to envoys from the king of Babylon his wealth and the treasures of his palace. The prospect of loot, in ancient as in modern times, was a fruitful cause of war and invasion. Students Compete in Orange Crates Secondary schcol stu<ients who know how to handle tools have a chance at the C.N.E. to show their ingenuity in making furni- ture, according Ic E.xhibition authorities. Orange crates are v.ell made, available and inexpensive. From them, a dozen different kinds of furniture can be turned out. High school student? are invited to enter the C.N.E. orange crate furniture competition ijp matter where they live. Exhibits will ccnsist of three different useful articles, each made from an orange crate. Students should use their inven- tive powers and mechanical ability. The three articles are to be well finished, painted or stained, so that they present a pleasing appearance. The C.N.E. requires parents to certify that the work has been done by the student exhibitor. Frizes of $2.^. $20 and $15 will be given for the three best entries. Prize-winning furniture will be displayed at the C.N.E., it is pointed out. Entry forms are available by mail addressed to Women's Section. Canadian Na- tional Exhibition, E.xhibition Park. Toronto. Long-Lived Women According to statisticians of the Metropolitan Life Insurance Com- pany, the average length of life for white women in the United States has reached the remarkably high figure of 00. S year?. For men the average length of hfe is 64.5 years, and for the .-Vmerisan people as a whole. 60 years. The increase in expectation of life at birth since the beginning of the century re- sults from a better control of in- fectioiis in the young. 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Place in greased bowl. Cover and let rise in warm place until doubled in bulk, about 1 ' _> hours. Punch dough down in bowl and let rise again in warm place until nearly doubled in bulk, about 40 min. When lij^fat, roll out into rectansular sheet If." thick. Brush with melted butter or shortening; cut into strips Vi" wide. Pile 7 strips together; cut into piece 1" wide. Place inch- side up in greased rauflin pans. Cover; let ri.se in warm place, free from draft, until light, about 1 hour. Bake in 40O''F. oven for 2U minutes. 4> T