Evening star., 1941-02-19

hands, and that was her way Of
pleading. With voice and eyes and
touch.
Michael, give me just little
time. To straighten things out"
He stared at her and, because she
was Diane March and he had loved
her. his resolution waVered.
How long?"
"Twenty-four hours, Mike. It's
such little while"
And what will you do in that
time?"
Get Dick out OF this trouble
he's in"
Michael jumped at that. Then
he was involved in the explosion at
the plant?"
Diane bit her lip and seemed to
bite hard. He had never seen her
so close to tears. She said, mo.
No, he wasn't involved. He's not
one of them, Michael"
Not one OF the ssboteurs, you
mean?'
She nodded.
HIlu IL give yOu az AlOulSE
Then I'll tell you what suspect" !"
He nodded and said, "All right,
Diane. Twenty-four hours TO pro-
tect Dick. I hope you know what
you're doing"
She said, Thanks, Michael. They
don't come any better than you. y
And she looked, for moment, as If
81, oh tA Irt kaIr
then she turned and got into her
roadster. Michael watched her drive
away. q.
Joan Finds Out.
Joan Hallidays voice said. at his
side, What a touching little love
scene" And he turned to say, 1T
wasn't as romantic as you might
| think"
Don't tell me that. I saw how
Diane held your hands and looked
into your eyes"
That was a feminine trick to get
her own way"
And it worked?"
"Of course it worked" he said,
DO you think I'm a wooden In
diam"
Il really wouldn't know"
She was silently laughing at him.
Her lips were slightly parted, her
eyes veiled by long lashes. The sun
was bringing out coppery lights in
her hair; q breeze from across the
flying field tousled it. She Knocked
Michael Ryan, and she tempted him.
He reached for her, pulled her TO
him. and kissed her on the mouth.
He said, Now you know" and
turned and walked to his car. He
felt unreasonably sore.
The F. C. c. man, Mr.. Gray, was at
the hotel, waiting for him in the
lounge. Gray said. I've checked on
those two amateur stations, Ryan.
They're operated by a couple of
kids. The men who used their call
letters did it illegally. The one kid
had been of the air for couple
of months
Michael said he had heard the
kids broadcaSting the night before.
Our monitor stations" Gray said,
will be listening in when the phony
call letters go on the air again. A
crossbeam between some two of the
monitor stations will show exactly
where the illegal broadcasting is
coming from"
You'll be able to trace them?"
Fright to their transmitting sets"
And you'll arrest the men?"
"Yes. We can Jolt them for q
$4,000 fine and two years in the
pen. And if you can prove they've
been sabotaging March Aircraft. the
r. B. I. can jolt them for something
sitter. Do you have any idea when
they'll 60 on the air again7"
Seven at night is their time"
Good. That will help some. I'm
staying in town until I get word
from headquarters It's a sure bet
that one of the transmitters is To-
Gated here"
No Message Is Heard.
Michael was in his room at 7, and
he tuned in, but W9RTX and
W8FCD didn't broadcast. Michael
thought uneasily, "I've made them
suspicious. They'll keep off the air" !"
He read the evening newspapers,
smoked a cigarette and began think
ing of Joan Halliday. Then he went
| across the hall and knocked on her
door. Jean opened at once, and said,
"Hello!" in a delightfully."- surprised
voice.
She wore a filmy green evening
dress that looked new She had a
new hair-do. She was lovely.
Michael stared, and Joan laughted.
She said, "Well?" And he pushed
the door wide, stepped inside and
shut the door. He stood with his
shoulders to it. Joan moved back
TO the center OF the room and
watched him warily.
Il wanted to say" he told her,
shat I'm not sorry for that kiss"
We'll, that's a novel apology"
"You looked as though you wanted
TO be kissed"
Maybe" she said, 81 did want to
be-" But she held up her hand as
no 4aoE O Sten tnUard her 'And