Evening star., 1941-01-10

woman was involved, since the bed
room door was locked from the in
side and escape had been made by
sheets over the balcony, and the
knots tied were not the kind usually
made by men.
The smile she tried to give Ar
was a mere shadow and her ups
trembled, but she held back the griel
that wanted to come out. Wher
she could speak without giving her
self away, she said lightly:
NEWSPAPERS do get things ano
names wrong now and then, don't
they?" .;..,, orc
do they?" he asked stlfhy' anc
she knew instantly that ne wa.
wondering why she had lied aoou'
her name. "I wonder?"
She had nothing else to say altel
that. so a deep silence hung owe!
them as Art turned the car apoul
and started for home. She hao peer
caught in lie by her rescuer M aiio
the less she said, the better. Sne
huddled deep in her corner OF 'he
car. +r
Her heart cried out In agony tC
On tn Dan, but common sense tolo
her to stay under cover until ne
was well enough to talk 10 hef
THAT was her only chance OF secu-
rity. The police were smart people
and there was the possibility thal
thev might be able in some way tc
connect her with the fight IN the
apartment; the cab driver mlgn'
remember taking her there.
Admits Shes Afraid.
As for Joe, she reasoned, ne
would see her name among lhe
crash victims and would cease 1o
look for her. She wondered II ne
would really regret her loss, ASIDE
from the diamond, and doubted H.
However, he had seemed at tlmes
to love her very deeply, or mayoe
It was a form of jealousy that mao
nothing to do with real at1ectlon'
She was so deep IN her own
thoughts that she jumped when Art
spoke to her.
"You wouldn't care to explain
some things, Honey?"
I'D like to, yes-but .! can T.
she told him earnestly, feeling ter
rihle that he had caught her IN a
falsehood when he and his mother
had taken her in so gladly ano
without asking questions. Please
believe me, Art" she implored.
And your name really is Honey
Monroe?" he kept on with deter
mination, seeking the truth any
way.
Eyes" ,,
"Ma thinks you are on the level
he reminded her unrelentlessiy' pipe
between his teeth.
She flinched and lowered her heao
In shame. Tears stung at the PACK
of her eyes hotly. Il know, she
whispered. "I am awfully sorry: :,
"You are afraid Of something
he continued as if reasoning Things
ont for her. "I have seen 1t in your
ewes all day. And just now some
thing in the paper made you eaten
YOUR breath for moment ana II
tore at your heart"
Does anything escape your sne
asked him softly.
He did not answer her questlon
1ust ignored her interruption. you
want to hide for some reason. All
right" There was firm decision IN
his voice. He picked up the paper
and threw it out of the car. we
lost the paper when ma asks Tor IL.
The wind got it."
Thank you," she said chokingly
and the tears spilled over the lashes
this time and she did not try 10
stop them for a moment. Through
them she found some relief from the
terrible ache in her heart.
He put a hand over hers gently,
comfortingly.
Offers His Friendship.
"You will tell me some time all
about it, Honey, and until then, il
Is all right. You need friend and
I am it. Now we will forget troubles
for a while" He lifted his voice to
a more cheerful note. Would you
like to go fishing tomorrow"
"Oh, Art!" she said, forcing a
ghost of a smile. I'D love to go
fishing. And I could kiss you for
being so nice"
He laughed and there was a bit
nf amusement in it.
You may have to do it sooner
than you expect" and he pointed up
to the cottage as he pulled the car
to a stop before the garage. There
stands the curious neighbor. I don't
know what story ma has told Mrs.
Riba, but we'll have to stand by
It,"
Honey stepped out of the car and
unconsciously dropped her hand in
the dress pocket and felt the velvet
box. Its presence had been for
gotten momentarily and feeling it
now was a distinct shock and it
brought her heart right into her
throat. Her mission had not been
accomplished and she was reminded
once again to be cautious.
wait" She put OBTAINING hand
on Arts arm as he started to move
toward the house. How far are
we from San Francisco"
About 80 miles or more, I guess
Why?"
There is a spot near there that
I must get to right away. Will you
drive me there tonight? Please! II
is most urgent. I was going to II
when the plane crashed. I don't
want to stay, however"
She did not lower her eyes as he
searched them for a clue to hel
request. Then he smiled down al
her.
"Of course"
Together, they went forward Il
meet Mrs. Riba, dark and lovel.
woman much younger than Art
mother.
This is Arts friend, Mrs. Riba,
said Mrs. Carey and her eyes dance'
with merriment that the neighbo
did not see. Miss Roe. She 1
visiting us for a few days"
How nice to meet a friend o
Arts" cooed Mrs. Riba sweetly, he
eyes alive with animation. Il cal
see how pleased he is at havn