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CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
Aggie asked old Mr. Waitc where
jack was and got the usual, irritable
response: "IIow should 1 know! In
h;s room, I guess."
Agjrie took the stairc.i.· ρ in agih\
noist'less bounds. Th·· lloor above
was carpeted. There w ι : a transom
over the door of th·· end room,
painted black to k< ep o-it, the hall
liirht. In the hall, on :i small ma
hogany table, stood a vase of artifi
cial flowers. Aggie removed the vase
and carried ' '.<· tabh ! > Jai V d ,r.
lie stood up on it. gi ν · il,. ; Ι.:-· Γ,.ce
came level with the ρ.ι. ,ί, I tran
som. lie moved his head until ho
found a crack in the paint and
pressed his eye close.
The partial view of Jack's room
was adequate. It was in feverish
disorder. Two bulging suitcases
stood on the winduw.-ill and an
other, nearly full, was on the b< :1.
A revolver lay on the bureau.
The professor restored the table
to its place and knocked on Jack's
door. It sprang open. Browne stood
there in a shirt, tie, and gray slacks,
with a fedora cocked on the back of
his head. When he saw that it wa>
Aggie, his face relaxed. He even
smiled. "Something I can do—?"
Aggie stepped toward him. "Take
your hat off, Jack. You're not going
anywhere."
Browne backed into his room.
"Yes, I am! Downtown! An er
îand." His voice rose. "Don't come
in here!" His muscles twitched as
he yielded ground—twitched with
the restrained will to grapple with
Aggie. Professor Plum kept coming
in, and Jack kept backing until he
bumped against his becistead. Then
he tried to turn.
Aggie, one hand in the pocket of
his jacket, said, "I wouldn't go for
that revolver if I were you."
Jack sat down on the bed, his face
shiny, his chest rose and fell jerkily.
His eyes had a look of frantic sp<··
lation which subsided as Aggie did
nothing more sinister than to push
back some magazines on a desk and
sit on it. .
Jack said, "Why are you coming
in here—like this? Suppose I am
getting out? I can't stand tin. job
any more! I hate the people! The
orders! And this summer lias beer,
too much—already! My nerves are
shot to pieces!"
The professor continued to stare
:,t him. He was now a little closer ;
to the bureau than Jack. "The trap
iloor," Aggie said, "is in your office.
You cut it yourself, 1 presume. And
dug out the steps."
Jack said. "Are you nuts? What
trap door? What pa a·.··? My of
i:ee? I've hardly been in it all eve
ning."
Aggie's face was like that of a
judge listening to t< stimony where
by a prisoner was hanging himself.
Jack blustered. "1 don't know
what you mean! Get out of here!"
Aggie kept a hand m hi> jacket
pee kit. " \ tat know 1 ve e<: t 11 auk. ' ,
Jack said, "Hank who?" Bat lie
w:.a - low in saying it.
Β
Professor Plum shrugged and
swung his foot," Evi ry thing pointed
to you—"
.lack soc mod to make <omc π nso
of the discussion. "Oh· -Bogftrtjr!
Vou came here to Morn me of that !
Aggie, old man ! u'vi i-1 λ η mo
since I «as a K:d! Vou know that
I—" He smiled with considerable
assurance. "Just because I took this
ι moment to decide to heat it! You
ought to know me better. If you've
got somrihing that'll scare the truth
from - "in -body who is guilty of all
the horrible thi' around here —
I'll—I'll do anything I can! Stay
lu re, even. Hut you're barking up
the wrong tree."
Aggie sat still <>n the desk—save
for his foot—which went <·η swim.
ing. "Speaking of trees—they bad a
lot to do with it. Two good-size i
ones—chopped down t<> make t'r.nt
deadfall to put ('alder's body in.
Two others that shewed me how 1 >r.
Davis had been killed. A tree that
the broken phone wire dangled
from. Some high-up scars in the
apple tree, convincing me the mur
derer— had been here last winter.
You were here then. And it I "·/ to
be somebody who was in the club a
lot. Somebody who could know about
the old Sachem House foundations.
Being here every winter—you could
explore them."
"Anybody could!"
"Yes. That bottle of hock. Some
body—following me the night I was
down in the wine cellar and trying
to leave ahead of me in a hurry—
could have knocked it out of u bin.
It could have landed standing up.
You weren't down there that night?
You didn't hear me going through
the lobby — and follow me — and
rush back and change into paja
mas ?"
"Of course not! Beth saw me
when I came downstairs that
night —"
"You didn't do it, then?"
"No kidding, Aggie— !"
"Funny. 1 thought you did. I
thought Bogarty came in here with
that fox in a cage. I thought he told
you he'd left hi- calling card pinned
on Sarah's door by bis knife—and
1 thought h.· got talking about the
old days and probably about his
plans to get some money. 1 thought
he realized you were close to every
body lure and let out something
about the fact that his old friends
had a let of gold he had mined for
them, llad it hidden. 1 thought
you'd dug out the old secret exit
during the winter—just to relieve
your boi ' iiom. I didn't know how
you'd found it. And 1 thought that
you we r ι :. ; 11Γ crazed by the start of
another :· s ·η. A season of being
ordered aituild and patronized by
people \\iio were still rich—while
you were pe i'. and your father was
a suicide, and your mother was
dead."
"You're wrong!"
"I thought—hearing there was a
cash deposit around here— a big one
you v ent nuts, slugged Bogarty
- and hid him down below with the
idea of making him disgorge the
dope about where the gold was. I
thought, when you get back up, you
saw L'aider playing with that fox in
its (.age. I thought he'd just ambled
in lu re after leaving Sarah's house
to get a highball—or something—"
"I tell you, Aggie, if somebody did
all this—!"
The professor waved his hand.
"It was my impression that Bo
garty told you he hadn't y t seen
anybody. liut there was « alder,
l'noling with the fov .-n ('alder
could report that Hegarty had
r· ached the club. I supposi d that
( alder opened the cage to pet the
fox and it bit him and escaped. A
dog 'the size of a fox' you said
• me. That was smart! Di arming.
"I thought you hit ('alder with
omething, too. Then— as 1 figured
it — you turned out all the club
lights and put ('alder in Ilarik's car
and carried him up on the lunibi r
road. You had all night to build
that deadfall and run that car into
Upper Lake. Hut you found out
Bogarty didn't know where the gold
was! Atid you couldn't turn hini
loose !
"1 thought—you watched the ex
citement about (.'alder's death and
Bogarty's absence grow, hoping one
of the people who owned the gold
would make a move to check it.
Calder was dead and Sarah had
mumps. 1 pn sumed you'd kept close
tabs on Dr. Davis and Waite. And
I'd imagined Davis went down to
his wine supply one day, maybe let
ting you know il and you followed
him. That led you to the gold—you
probably watched him work the safe
combination. Only — Davis has no
wine down there any more. You
realized that lie could spot you as
the thief, if you moved whatever
was in that safe, lie knew you'd
seen him go down to the cellar and
he might reason that you, alone,
could know he'd gone there when he
had no wine.
"Maybe there was some other
item — but you knew Davie could
spot you somehow, and you knew
you had to kill him. You knew he
was already trying t ι work out who
killed (.'alder — because you'd no
doubt followed him enough to see
that he was taking pictures of
everything - the deadfall especially
—and developing them in that dark
room. You had a knife like this
one—"
Aggie's hand came out of his
pocket. Browne flinched. A hunting
knife landed lightly en the bed at
his side. Jack picked it up.
Plum went on talking. "I was
pretty sure it was you. That veal
bone on the cellar iloor. I think it
slipped out of the fox cage when you
carried the cage to the furnace to
burn it. There's my knife; it's th<î
same type as Hank' . Of course—
all I've said is guessing. When Bo
garty is able to talk—we'll k.U»W«
of course."
(To be concluded)
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written an engrossing story of Helen
Miller's quest for happiness.
Following a tragic disappointment in
her childhood sweetheart, Helen fled to
New York in search of a career. But duty
brought her back home where she found
happiness.
BEGINS SATURDAY, MARCH 3
Bally iTHspatclj
Wife Preservers
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lamp shade as soon as it is in use < Mher
wise heat and an chantres may shrink
the cellophane and bend tin* frame out of
li e shade.
Wife Preservers
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which you have just taken from the stove
You may seriously burn your hand by κ
sudden burst of steam, particularly if the
pan ι» tfit-aav
Wife Preserver!
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A mixture of one part calcium chloride
to 10 parts of sand will keep icy walks
skid-proof Keep mixture m a pail and
sprinkle over steps and walks wh*»
needed
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EFFECTIVENESS OF
ARMY FOOD RATIONS
TO T110SK readers who are lol
,owing the Lenten Reducing Diets
and may from time to time have
■ome doubts about them, it should
be interesting to follow the proc
esses the Army experts went
through in order to arrive at an
ideal Army ration.
This dois not mean the food,
"the chow," the men get in camp.
That, like food everywhere in
every sensible home, is left to
choice very largely. In spite of
all the food experts have said and
all the rules they felt had to be laid
down for each of us to get a bal
anced diet, the fact is that it is
pretty hard, even under rationing,
for a mother to cook up a meal that
is not nourishing and balanced.
I'p Against It
But the Army experts were up
against something else, which was
a complete meal that could bo car
ried ο η combat service. A soldier
may get separated from his outfit,
or he lands on a sandy beach with
a group of his comrades, and it will
be a long time before the kitchen
catches up to him. So he carries
his food—enough for two or three
days.
The first requirement of this ra
tion is lightness and compactness.
J,lost of the weight of our lood
comes from water, so if the ration
is dehydrated it answers these re
quirements.
Nourishing and Necessary
But that isn't all. Of course all
the most nourishing and necessary
food elements must be included in
the right proportion. But that
again, with our present knowledge
of nutrition, is not difficult.
But that isn't all. Anyone who
knows the natural born and God
given privilege of GI Joe to kick
\\ ill know he wants a little variety.
So a good deal of research has
been expended on that. The Army
ration used to have three meats.
Now they have nine, including five
new items—chop suev, fried ham,
pork steaks, chip steaks ana boned
chicken.
The biscuits have also been im
proved.' The breakfast unit now
contains a compressed cereal. Wa
ter purification tablets are added.
At the present time, for landing
parties, there is a package which
lias ten rations in it—and there
fore called 10 to 1. It consists of
a hot breakfast, a pocket lunch and
a hot evening meal. It is packed in
five different menus to avoid mo
notony.
A sample is: Breakfast—Cereal
bacon. Discuits. jam. coffee, milk
and sugar. Lunch — Hamburger,
sugar, pineapple rice pudding.
Evening meal—Roast beef, corn
biscuits, Army spread, hard candy,
coffee, milk and sugar.
This sounds like ;i good all round
day's food, but it also represents
solid research. All the elements
of a balanced diet are present, in
cluding sufficient calories. And
the amount of study which was
required to pet it in such small
compass is better imagined than
described.
But, frankly, for those on a
Lenten reducing diet, it is too
much. You may imitate it to the
extent of including the different
elements in order to make it bal
anced, but don't use so much of
each. After all, you are not land
ing on a sandy beach in the Pa
cific.
QUESTION'S AND ANSWERS
C. A.:—I perspire excessively
during the night. Is that serious?
Answer: Certainly ii calls for an
examination. It should include a
careful examination of the lungs,
sputum, if any, and X-ray of the
chest. Aside from nervousness, the
condition suggests tuberculosis,
chronic sepsis and thyroid dis
order.
LENTEN REDUCING DIET
Friday, March t
BREAKFAST
cup rolled oats—U cup top
milk—no sugar.
1 cup coffee—no cream or sugar
IUNCHEON
Vs medium size baked potato
no butter or substitute.
1 tablespoon top milk—if desired,
cup coleslaw, 1 leaf lettuce—■
mineral oil dressing.
1 cup tea—ii' desired—no cream or
sugar.
DINNER
I Medium size helping any baked,
broiled or boiled fish.
1 cup spinach—no butter, cream
or substitutes.
1 slice melba toast (wafer thin
bread crisped under broiler or in
oven).
Yi cup junket pudding—no creaw
or sauce.
1 cup coffee—if desired—no
cream or sugar.