New Britain herald., 1927-02-12

 said, shifting. "She was burned over at the studio about a month ago, and Miss Ransom and looked through all her things for q name or an address. We thought if she lad any folks anywhere they ought to know about her. But we couldn't find anything to shoi where shed come from"
 The envelope, tucked into the girdle of Bobbie's dress, cracked. It sounded as loud as thunder clap to her Surely the police must hear it. Perhaps she ought to turn it over to them anyway. The name and address of %-ylla's people might be written/r c t.
 "Ill take look and Tod out first" she made up her mind. and very quietly she slipped out of Stella's room and across the hall to her own.
 Guitily locking the door behind her, she drew the envelope from beneath her girdle. It was not sealed, and upon it was written in pencil: Please give this to Angus MacCloud."
 To Gus MacCloud. To Gus Mac Cloud. For moment Boobies brain could take in nothing but the fact that Stella had had some last message for Gus,
 D l. I1 wonder after while, dazedly. What had there ever been between her and Gus that she should write 9. letter to him and then take poison? There was a mystery for you.
 "All I've got 10 do to know the answer. is to open this envelope and read what's inside" Robbie thought, looking down at the cheap white paper. Her fingers raised the flap, then pressed it down again. Then once more she lifted it up
 She stopped suddenly, and slipped the thing under the flow tltl rug oll lllt ilOoI- It W tiS stilc there, for the time being.
 Then she threw her velvet cape on the bed. and went back to the room where Stella lay on the bed.
 The police were going. The one in plain clothes was putting his book away, and then slipping his glasses into q leather ease. He said something in a deep under tone to Mrs. Mangan and she nodded dolefully.
 I've may as well go, too. We cant do any good here, Pipe" Monica said to Ted Piper when they were gone But he insisted upon staying until hlacL automo. bile came rushing up thr61.., the foggy night. and carried Stella's lody away with it to the morgue.
 The house seemed like differ ent place when Robbie and Mrs. Mangan went back into it. after Monica and Ted had driven away, too.
 The chairs and tables, the cry pictures on the walls. seemed strange and slaring and different.
 Every light was on, and all the windows stood wide open to let out the strong sickening smell of the poison.
 Mrs. Mangan sat down on the bottom step of the stairs, put her head against the newel post and began to cry.
 "Oh, what c horrible thing to have happcn-and on New Years eve, tool" she sobbedt "Such a way to wind up the year. And 10 think I never heard a thing until she fell on the floor. I was sitting in the kitchen, having a cup of hot tea after my hath I guess I dozed off. and then all of I heard q sort of dull noise"
 She wept afresh as she remcm- bered just how it had all happened, wiping her little eyes on a corner of her gray bathrobe.
 l kept ealing 10 her from the door of the room," she walled. T was afraid to go and touch her Oh. what could have made her do such q thing''
 Robbie shook her head.
 She couldn't imagine anyone wanting to end her life, no matter how hard and cruel that life might be. Why. if was good and sweet to be alive if only because of the sun that came up in the morning, and because the sky was blue or because it was starry. and because it was fun to go walking in the rain, or to go window-shopping - or even to sit down in movie to see good picture, CT to read a good book.