The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-08-13
CAST OF CHARACTERS
BY iDA RINER GLEASON

CAST or CHARACTERS
 KATHLEEN O'SHAN - heroine writer of greeting card verse.
 BOB McTAvISH = hero, detec- five story writer.
 PAT = the janitOr who played Cupid.
 The DUCHEsS--patrO of sur- realist art.
 PROFESSOR BRACEY--Egyp- tologist.
 Yesterday: Bob and Kathleen are settled in their respective studies in the same apartment house. And JanitOr Pat lays plans to have the two young |pepOle meet. He tips Bob first.
 CHAPTER II
 wonder what that little Irish- han meant?" muttered Bob Mc- Favish, as he closed the door be- lind Pat. Probably an old shack Ike this is lousy with writers, and rtists and such. I'll have to make very plain that I have to work for hy living. Can't be having the eighbors running in." He retrieved
 crumpled cigaret from under eath a pile of books and looked own at the dog.
 "Well, Schmatz, it's up to us to let unpacked if we are going to nish that last chapter tonight" He pok of his coat and hung 1t on the lack of a chair, rolled up his sleeves Ind went to work.
 After several hours of sorting hings, and shifting them around D the best advantage, he stood lack and surveyed his future |ome. It had evidently been the |edroom of the one-time mansion. In ornate fireplace with large hirror above 1t took up one end
 the room. The walls were light be woodwork plain, and the long, larrow windows had scalloped Eeen blinds and little inside hutters that looked as though hey had never been dusted.
 But Bob had flung them all ben at his back, moved his big hair and typewriter stand in tont of the bookcase, and noted kith satisfaction that his only hew was the blank wall. Blank Ealls were, highly conducive to Eeative work. He could weave he threads of his plot and pursue he dastardly villain without any, hing to distract his attention. And bob had to run just so many riminals to cath each week, if |e and Schmatz expected to eat. , had been a very hazardous step br him when he decided to come b to the city and try his hand at lction writing, instead of going hto his fathers real estate firm s his two older brothers had lone.
 "I'd smother with so much fam- ly hung about my neck" he had hid.
 And youTl likely starve in the hty," his father had Tetorted, while the other boys are making
 snug berth for themselves. We'll o ahead and let me know when oure ready to come back home" But so far, Bob had been able to eep just enc jump ahead of the yoR, which always lurked within ight of his door. He had even been ble to move into this new place, mich was vastly better than the oom where he first lived when he anne to the city; and Schmatz had lways had his bone. Take 1t all in lll, they had not done so badly. The hen down at Police Headquarters kero beginning to know Bob now, khen he came nosing around for Q Iossible plot, and were willing that Ie go through the place in search If ideas. Several of them had ven gone SO far as to read some t his yarns when they were pub Ished, and would often tip him IF to some timely new angle.
 He ran his fingers through his hop of tousled hair, drew his hair up to his typewriter.
 This is pretty slick. Schmatz." le told the dog. About two more eal snappy murders, and we can Iegin to think about buying Q de- lent couch and maybe Q chair or Two more. then we'll be sitting
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