The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-01-28
ever guess you were over TO-
 He chuckled a little at that.

"Oh, do you have to go?" ne exclaimed as Janet got to her feet
 I'm afraid so. But it's been nice to talk to you, Mr." E
 Justin. Abner Justin. Well, maybe we'll meet again some time."
 T hope so, MT. Justin"
 Janet found that her best smile the one she hadn't felt like using for weeks-was still working, and used it.
 That's better" he said con- tentedly. Now you look like yourself"
 He's lamb, Janet thought as she went off down the trail.
 
 CynthiaS message had said that she and Tim would be at home sometime during the week after New Year. The news had seemed to put new life into Aunt Mary, who in spite of having shown amazing vitality, was thin and spent, and suffering miseries from her broken hip.
 On Christmas morning. her room vital garden of flowers, she inspected her gifts with the frank interest of a 10-year-old. There was throw, woven of the finest eiderdown, as unbelieVably light and fieecy and soft as fairy coverlet, from Cynthia and Tim othy Benton. Janet spread it out over her, and she lay, from time to time trailing her fingers over the delicate fleece and smiling faintly
 It was after midnight-long after Jane thad gone home - that she said quietly to the nurse, Such a nice Christmas! I'm glad had this one more thought I'd stick 1t out till New Year; but something tells me I'm not going to make 1t after all. Well, I've had an in teresting time while it lasted All right, call the doctor if you must; but it's no use No, l won't have my niece disturbed. This business of dying is something you have to attend to for yourself, any how. Just tell her in the morning that went very quietly - in my sleep People like to believe that"
 And so, having made up her own mind on the subject, Aunt Mary died, as independently and composediy as she had lived.
 
 Janet, who had been staying with Sylvia Grant. went alone to the apartment after she heard. She wanted to sit quietly for awhile among the things Aunt Mary had lived with and loved.
 She had hardly taken her wraps of before the knocker sounded at the front entrance. When she opened the door, Barney Me Knight stood. grinning down at her. He was startling gaunt, and his blue eyes were sunk deep in their sockets; but they were bright with excitement.
 well, sister, I'm back in youl midst" he cried Seen the send- eff the News gave my story? Where's Aunt Mary?" Then al sight of Janet's face, he broke off Good Lord. Janet" he burst out What is the matter?"
 Aunt Mary's gone, Barney, Janet said woodenly. She's dead She died last night"
 Dead - Aunt Mary!" His face ne hfarE tNiey xyniaa Onl, Jan. Why, I can't - people like Aunt Mary don't just die like that!"
 Don't they?" Janet asked duly
 Then, seeing how utterly 'stun- ned he was, she asked, You don mean, Barney, that you haven't heard anything all these weekS?'
 How could l." he demanded. For almost two months I've been racing across the continent on the coattails of a guy who was barely three jumps ahead of the police. The police didn't get him - but I did. That's how found out where to look for the written evidence I hCSdCN, shlN - oil' ohiD tllot! IL doesn't matter now
 l But Barney, do you mean you've just got back?"
 Not exactly. But the people I've been seing since I did aren't the kind you would know. Since came after I'd seen the people this man sent me to - I've been camped with a .,ot of coffee handy and wet towel around my head, spilling the story onto paper as fast as could write Oh, Jan, you poor baby?"
 He put his arms around her: and she leaned against him while she told him what had happened, cry ing passionately for the first time.
 They said it was her heart, Barney" she finished. All of a sudden after we thought she was better -. 1t began to grow weaker. And then 1t just stopped . Oh. Barney. wanted you so ter ribly all that time! And you didn't come"
 She felt his arm stiffen under her head. After breath, he said with an intensity she had never SIDE CHANGES