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Sue Ackerman stood at the en trance to Linda’s apar ent. In one hand she carried a traveling bag. It was a bag that once had been good, but the years had sub dued its gloss, had worn the edges away, and creased the leather. “May I come in?” Miss \cker man asked, and Linda opened the door, eyeing her visitor in wonder ment. “Are you alone?” Linda nodded again, and pulled the chains in the round lamp on the low reading table, in the lamps on the desk and by the divan. “Is there another room besdies the kitchenette to this place?” Miss Ackerman asked. “Only the bathroom,” Linda an swered, puzzled. Was the woman moving in with her? Was she pen niless and did she think that this girl whom the police believed was the planned target for the assis sin’s bullet, should’take care of her? Quickly Linda planned to sum mon Robert. He would know what to do. He always knew what to do. Miss Ackerman did not give Lin da a chance to run up the stairs to Robert’s rooms. Later that eve ning Linda was to know that it would not have helped 'f she had. Robert would not have be there. The unexpected visitor said, “May I call the police? And I would like to have Mr. Stafford, Miss Markley, Mr. Bagley and the district attorney or someone from his office here, too, please.” Linda gazed at the woman in astonishment. “You mean to have them come here?” “Yes, if you don’t mind.” “Wouldn’t it be better to go to po lice headquarters?” The woman shook her head. “No, I want to stay here. Grant me this, won’t you?” So, in the end, the people were assembled. The police sent some men and a young assistant from the district attorney’s office came, too. “May I ask Robert Barton.' Linda said, while they were wait ing. “Barton? Oh, you mean the man who came out with you? The one that Mina imagined she loved? The one back of everything!” "Back of everything? He never cared for Mina and it was such a foolish notion she had, too. But you knew her well. I’m sorry I talked about her. But may I ask him to come down?” “If you like.” “I’ll be back in a minute.” Linda rang the bell at Robert’s door and then knocked with slim knuckles against the heavy oak curface. But there was no answer. Just the re verberations of sound that echoed in an empty apartment. “She came back to her own apartment to wait the coming of the people. Sue Ackerman was not nervous. She sat quietly in a soft, deep chair. She lighted one cigaret after the other, smoking a little, throw ing the cigaret away. The members of the police de partment came first. They asked Miss Ackerman if she had an an nouncement to make, but she only shook her head. “Not yet,” she said. When Ronald came with Sarah, Linda noted the deeply s h i nin g light in the girl’s eyes. There was serenity in them, too, tonight, in stead of a restless eagerness. Ah, love could do many things when it came happily. For a fraction of a second, so brief that it almost did not happen, Linda felt an old nos talgia for moments that were gone forever. Then she was shaking hands with Sarah and Ronald, bidding them welcome, seating them together on the long divan, for they belong ed together now. She heard steps on the stair way and listened. They sounded as though they were made from Rob ert’s long stride, so she went to the door on a pretense and looked cat. It was not Robert. Some new tenant w'ent up the stairs. When the group had assembled Sue Ackerman tossed the butt of her cigaret into a blue ash tray and addressed the young assistant to the prosecutor. “You are thinking it is most un usual for me to be asking you to come here tonight, aren’t you? I think it i: rather -pieer, too. But it’s a long trek to the Bronx and anyway, I haven’t been staying in that apartment these last nights. I don’t think it’s quite safe.’’ Her eyes met the official’s squarely. “Not safe? Who would want you?” he asked. “The same person who got Clar abell.” Everyone in the room came to sudden attention. ‘Then you know who killed your sister?” the dis trict attorney’s man ask' \ “I don’t know a thing, but I have an idea. It’s pure!" theoreti cal, but I’m giving it to you for what it is worth.” Linda and Ronald looked at eac’i other. Their eyes were acknowledg ing the same thing- that whoever fired the shots had wanted Linda, not Clarabell. Sarah spoke into the amazed pool o fsilence that followed Sue Acker man’s words. ‘Then that lets me and my gun out, doesn’t it?” “It lets you. out-1 think it does. Maybe not entirely,” the wo man answered. ‘But the gun, no. Most decidedly not!” “We’ve found the gun,” the pros ecutor said simply then. •Found it?’ a chorus of voices echoed. “Where?” In a refuse can on the corner. We had all refuse checked and it came in on a consignment from that district—from that immediate neighborhood. “Were there fingerprints on it?’ Sarah asked, her voice so low and throaty it scarcely carried. “Yours, we think. Miss Markley. We want the Bertillon department to take yours tonight. But t ha t doesn t mean a xnrng. auc* | the gun was yours and you prob ably had lifted it a t hous a nd times.” “But why did you have a gun, Miss Markley?” Sue Ackerman fi nally asked. Sarah flushed a little and her hand found its way into Ronald’s. “My father thought I needed one, and got me a permit. Sometimes I go west and ride horses and we used to have target practice down on the Long Island place. I didn’t go around shooting up people, hon estly!” “But it was unfortunate that you had a gun which others could use for that reason,” the woman An swered. "Just to whom did you lend it on the house party? To whom—and why, my dear?” (o Be Continued) Federal Agents Make dlaids On Two Stills September 30 netted federal au thorities a good haul in stills and liquor with the seizure of two stills and about 1,600 gallons of mash. John Ludd and John Mcln tire were arrested at the old fer ry landing at Castle Haynes when authorities found 54 gallons of whiskey. The two defendants were held un der bond of $300 each. In connection with the same case, the authorities joined Depu ty Sheriff Croom, of Pender coun ty, to continue about one-fourth mile further above the ferry land ing on the Northeast river, and seized a 200-gallon still, 1,100 gal lons of mash, and two and a half gallons of whiskey. The authorities also seized a 200 gallon still and 500 gallons of mash in the Rosehill vicinity. The lat ter seizure was related to the ar rest of Leroy Harper and Leroy Davis on September 26 when 54 gallons of whiskey and an out board motor were seized. -'ll. ■ ■ . -I THIS CURIOUS WORLD , ™nm I TOADS ^FROGS ARE DIRECT, MINIATURE DESCENDANTS OF= P/CS SS/STOttC XW//HAA. A./AS7. -1 COPR. 1940 BY NEA SERVICE. INC./ ONCE WAS USED FOR ALL. /=A/?AA L/VE S7&C/C. 1 Famous Crossincss/ Washington crossed_<N BURBANK " [ LINDBERGH " I , /LORD BVRON « -J \ ANSWER: Washington crossed the Delaware, Burbank crossed plants, Lindbergh crossed the Atlantic, and Lord Byron crossed the Bosphorus, or Hellespont. BELA LAN AN—COURT REPORTER By L. Allen Heine Founded On Actual Court Records And You Can Be The Judge r ——I 11 ^ ‘ _ - - - -..=■— "•-*--= ---~ The Strange Case of BtOOD AND mm • IN SIX EPISODES No. 4 -— - (t: M. Fee u. S. Pat. Off —World rights _ rescrvtd by Carlile Crutcher ) .> OUT OUR WAY By J. R. Williams f YOU SHOULDM'T \ PILE UP LIKE THAT- ] WHEM VOU TACKLE I A RUMMER- SO / . 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