New Britain herald., 1922-07-17
The News Lillian Gave to Madse,

The News Lillian Gave to Maage
 Hello, lady! l see you stil have the usual complement Of arms and legs, Our respected mother-in-law didn't quite dismemher you"
 Lillian came into my room with her
 usual hreebness of manner, and stopped short at the sight of me,
 What's the natter" she asked with quick concern, You look as lf you'd just received a communication from one of Flammarion's uninteli- gent spirits" ..
 Nothing SO interesting" returned forcing a smile, fearful that in some manner l would betray 10 her keen eyes the shock l had received at the sight of the handkerchief bearing Grace Draper's embroidery upon 1t, But l have a miserable headache, and-Mtoher Graham hasn't been exactly the hest tonic for it,"
 Lillian Is Elated
 l felt as II l were particularly poor specimen of sport as made the little speech. but l wanted to get as far as possible from the truth, and my moth er-in-laws reputation for nagging was a convenient outlet.
 T have q better medicine" she re- piled, and l guessed that she had de- tected my subterfuge and would not smbarrass me with any further solicit tude. "I have just come from your fathers room, where he, Allen and I have been going over that code you deciphered--"
 The code I deciphered," I re- turned protestingly What utter non- sense. Mir Drake solved all of the code except that one"
 Except that one necessary ingredi- ent without which the cake would have fallen" she flashed back Nay. nay, my dear! Modestv is all right, but the truth is something else again. Besides, you are interruptine me- this with an assumption Of severity which l saw was not all mockery. | That she was elated, triumphant about something, l who know every line of her features, every expression, could tell, although one less used to her would have supposed her carelessly free from emotion.
 m be good" I promised laugh ingly.
 You'd better" she threatened | Indeed, you really don't deserve to be told that because of that bit of work you sat up all night to do you've given us a strangle hold on dan- gerous cobra. And it's serpent which otherwise bade fair to plant some mighty effective venom in the body polite"
 "Oh. Lillian" My pulses bounded with tunultuous pride "Reallyo"
 q Have Hunch."
 NefT much really, also certainly" she returned. Not that your Journey is over, by any means. indeed there , are several mighty bunny and devi- ous detours along the route, and the | car will probably spend a good many [ anxious hours in repair garages, but we've got the main-route maps chart ed very well, if anybody should hap- pen to ask you. When those people back of Joe come out into the open, and Anton, alias Smith, alias a string ot unpronouncable names, gives Allen the opportunity to put the fear of wrath into him we'll be able to sit back for awhile and permit the whole sllnny crew to wind themselves up ready for hanging in their own ropes"
 She was the incarnation of swift ruthless, pursuing justice as she stood erect with brilliantly glinting eyes summing up her case in metallic closely clipped. business-like accents. l reflected, not for the first time that
  than as an antagonist . You've heard nothing from kath- I asked, with her reference to the man Joe in my mind.
 No, but when we do hear it will be mighty interesting, though short session, imagine, However Joe isn't my chief worry. He's only evil. while Smith is dangerously near in- sanity, he has brooded over his devil ment so long, Don't think I'm off, cious, but I wish you'd keep close to cover for the next few days. I'm glad . the Dicky bird is perched in another forest. Smith owes you both a dis tlnct grudge for that Catskill business. and I'm afraid he'll try to pay 1t off before he leaves. I shall be mighty glad when Allen gets through with him. I have huuch the gentleman will be so thoroughly coHed that even his half-crazed brain will realiz the necessity of going away from this vicinity and never, never coming oack'
 You're still planning to let him 20 ree?' l tried to keep out of my voice he fear of the man, smith, which is nine