The Waterbury Democrat., 1941-10-28
. SERIAL STORY

THE STORY: Two murders at
 Paradise Lake renew the old TO-
 nance between school teacher
 Mary O'ConnOr, vaoatiOning there
 with her mother, Maudie, and re-
 porter Dennis Flynn, sent down
 from the city to cover the story.
 Police are convinced sophisticated
 Herbert Cord was killed by gang
 ster Stush Veretti, although Cords
 death at first implicated Jeanle
 Morris, whom he had cOurted for
 two summers only to bring Margie
 Dixon to Paradise this year as his
 fiancee. Second mysterious death
 was that of Miss Millie Morris,
 Jeanie's stern spinSter aunt, who
 kept locked in her heart the secret
 of a girlhOOd romance with some
 one who signed his letters "Kit."
 Other characters in the story are
 Liza Holmes, Miss Millie'S maid
 who stays on with Jeanie; elderly
 innkeeper Chris Gordon; local ed-
 itOr Tod Palmer, in love with
 Jeanie. Tod, Mary, Jeanie, and
 Dennis spend a pleasant evening
 In the city.
 LIZA DISAPPEARS
 CHAPTER xxx
 It was another hour before I got to bed, for Maudie was not asleep and insisted upon getting up to her about the doings in town. After she'd put away a piece of chocolate cake and made Finn McCool miser- able by sticking caramels on the roof of his mouth she finally yawned and locked the door and kitchen window.
 "That policeman came around about an hour ago" she said. T could see his flashMght and hear the car when he turned 1t around on the road.'
 T wonder how long they're go- lng to keep up this service" I asked. "If they wait until they solve the mystery of who killed Miss Millie they'll be coming here after we've headed back for the city,
 McCool was practically stand ing on his head trying to get that sticky mess out of his mouth and I showed him into Maudie's room. "By the way, Miss Millie had a romance once," remembered to tell her. "I knew you'd enjoy that bit of information. You can use your imagination as to whether the letter writer, Kit, was dashing young man about town, 8 country farmer or a broken-down poet, Any way it's a rather sweet note to finish the night on"
 Apparently she thought 50, too, for when I left her she was sit- ting on the edge of the bed rub ping McCool's back with her foot and gazing of into space with an Ahstracted stare.
 Despite the hour when I fell asleep I was awake early next morn Ing and by 10 o'clock I had exhaust cd the possibilities of the cottage The dishes were washed, the floors slusted and I'd helped Maudie ar sango the weeds which she gathered En hem of flowers. The day in town had left me restless; I said I ehOuaht I'd go for a walk.
 T picked up some of Jeanie's along with my own when got out of the car last night" I said, land I think I'll drop them of at her house"
 hadn't realized how early In Che day it was until I'd rung the bell again and again at the Morris house and finally had the door epened by Jeanie, her hair done sIp in c blue ribbon, and her eyes still heavy with sleep.
 There wasn't much I could oftes an the way of an excuse for get- tlng her out of bed, but she said it was time anyway. T must have heen terribly tired, because I don't even remember hearing Liza this morning. I almost always hear her in the kitchen. but the bell was the first sound I heard"
 She insisted I come in. "We1l havs something to eat. You can at least have some coffee and 1t