Zurich Herald, 1947-05-08, Page 7SYNOPSIS
tihanter XV; Donlevy says that Veronica
lea the obvious suspect. He mentions that
the murder weapon hat not been tonna.
But that it should be in the nark near an
old cannon. As soon as Donlevy departs,
* leole and Rocky rush out to search for
the gun. In the barrel of the old cannon
they rind a red wig, a woman's. McCale
believes this implicates Shari Lynn In
tome way.
"Well—then." He threw the red
wig down on the coffee table be-
tween them.
She gasped. "Where'. 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 gamble on your own
somewhere along the line and I
think you'd better tell me what It
is."
Her eyes narrowed for a brief
instant.
"I'll 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.
* r *
At two o'clock, he turned to her
again. She surprised him by be-
ginning to talk almost immediately.
She had found the wig at Vallain-
court's apartment, days before. He
had some woman who came there
to see him, someone disguised as
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 Vallaincourt 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 nearby 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."
o $
He saw fear burning bright in her
eyes.
"Is that the advice you
tug 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. You really
should talk, you know. 1 mean
more than you've talked so Ear. J
know you're holding back some-
thing important—something that is
dangerous to someone. I think
you're planning to sell that infor-
mation. A little blackmail, maybe.
•But let me warn you, you are deal-
ing with a cold-blooded murderer.
You're in danger, Miss Lynn. You
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. You think you can scare
me into admitting something. I can
take care of myself. What're you
trying to do? Get out! Get outl"
* * 'I'
The buzzer sounded in the outer
office. McCale looked at his watch
It was three in the morning He
opened the office door, looked out
into the ball, 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 figure 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-
side hurriedly. She pushed back
the cowl of her Persian lamb coat
and he saw the black, hair and
Beardsley face of Victoria Bigelow,
"I'm a mystery woman," " she
lraid, 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
suggestion away.
He watched Victoria witt1 a lot -
were go-
El ElOWN
wro.a FliAvtina*'
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 t'o 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.
"1' want you to do something for
me."
"What can 1 do for you?" His
voice was urgent and exasperated.
"Well"—she fumbled for a phrase
—"you'll probably have an—an op-
portunity to go through Curt Val-
laincourt's things, won't you?"
He looked up, pursing his lips.
"We -a -ll." Better not tell her the
cupboard was bare.
* ' P *
"There is something of mine—
that is, Curt had some letters that
belong to me. I thought—"
"That I might take them out
from under the eyes of the police?
I'm afraid 1 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—or
something."
"I doubt it. It seems perfectly
obvious that you have already
looked in every available place."
"Why I—"
'". . . Tut, tut. Your intonation
gave you away."
"My, you're clever, aren't you?"
"Let us say—well-trained. You
visited Vallaincourt often?"
"No 1—well, that 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."
"Vallaincourt was hanging onto
your correspondence."
* * *
"Oh, no."
"eThen why didn't you just .ask
for it?"
"I did, but he'd only laugh and
say he'd give them all back when
—" 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? I want
those letters. Do I get them?"
She moved closer to him and
stared him in the face boldly, a
viperish intensity in her eyes. For
a moment, McCale gazed deeply
into her vicious little soul.
"Not from me." His voice was
as coldas steel.
He turned away from her with a
brusqueness intended to convey
that he was through 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 the Vallaincourt apartmeut. No
letters of any kind, in fact."
She eyed him narrowly. "You've
been there already."
IIe nodded.
"Thanks, but I don't believe you."
"All 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 sliding panel
in the whole shebang."
"The police—"
"1 hardly think so. I was there
before they arrived."
To Be Continued
Colour Blindness
Color blindness is mentioned by
modern medical science as a serious
handicap these days of speed and
iultiple machinery. Defective color
vision is usually hereditary, and is
more common among males than
females.
While little can be done in some
cases, authorities say that defective
color vision is sometimes a sympton
of a complaint which can be cured,
and those who have difficulty in
distinguishing between the primary
colors. are urged to consult their
physicians, since their trouble may
arise from correctible deficiency
conditions.
BRITAIN'S,
ATTLE FOR FOOD BEGINS
Except for the modern 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.
Family: Don't Force
Loveless Marriage
'MY FAMILY thinks a girl of 21
* should be thinking of marriage=
* and I myself don't like to think
of being an old
maid!' So here's
a nice girl tying
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
* —for dancing, parties, movies and
* sports—dating first one lad and
* then another and taking her own
* good time to make a choice. In-
* stead of which, egged.bn by an
* impatient family, she regards the
* whole male sex as potential bus-
* bands. No wonder she's "mixed
* 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. A nice young chap
* with a good job, who has all the
* qualifications — except that the
* girl doesn't love him.
• LOTS OF TIME
Why doesn't she love him? Ab,
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
LLETIN
Bride's tLud.g'et
Will Win $100
- Are you to be a bride-to-be?
Could you use an extra $100?
If so, there's a Bride's Budget
contest sponsored by the Cana-
dian National Exhibition this
year. The winner will net $100
cash prize money.
Prospective brides entering
the budget competition may
obtain entry forms by writing
Exhibition headquarters at the
C.N.E. Grounds, Toronto.
All entries must state the
bride -elect's five rules for happy
marriage. Costs of all trous-
seau items should be listed on
the wedding budget, as well as
the cost of linen and the amount
the bride-to-be expects her pa-
rents to spend on the wedding.
Judges for the bride's compe-
tition will be a group of happily
married women. Kate Aitken,
Director of Women's Activities,
points out that arrangements
have now been made for similar
garments indicated in the prize-
winning budget to be displayed
for all C.N.E. visitors to see.
Bright young ladies of today
are careful to make up their
wedding budget in black and
white. Some clever bride-to-be
will win $100 for her wedding
plan this year,
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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, ifa
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-
peal, 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
233 per cent in six months.
Sunday School Lesson
The Struggle Against Baalistr
1 Kings 18:20-21, 80-39,
Golden Text.—Hear me, 0 Lord,
hear me, that this people may know
that thou art the Lord God, and
that thou hast turned their heart
back again, -1 Kings 18:37,
All through the Old Testament
runs the story of the conflict be-
tween true worship and the wor-
ship of idols --- 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 lifted
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—the line of least re-
sistance.
It was the way to indulgence and
immoral allurement, The heath'tn
rites had licentious and morally & -
grading aspects.
* *'
What does all this mean in terms
of today? The idols and images
are different, 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 ''aaby 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 lids shield the eyes. It is
also a good idea to line the hood
of a baby, carriage with some dull,
preferably dark, material.
2,000,600 Lambs Lost
British hill farmers lost 2,000,000
lambs in last winter's severe wea-
ther instead of the original 250,000
estimated by the government, it
was revealed in the House of Com-
mons.
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Add 2?i c. sifted flour. or
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Sprinkle with % c. Drown
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1" slices. Place cut -side up,
1" apart in greased shallow
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in warm place until light,
about 1 hour. Bake in 425°F.
oven about 20 minutes.
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