Evening star., 1941-01-12

were dreadfully afraid of something
like man who has been threat
ened with death and expects to be
knitted in the back at any moment"
She shuddered at how well he
analyzed her case.
You sound like a DOCTOR" she
told him, anger leaving her. Then
quite deliberately, she lifted her
| head and looked straight into his
eyes, Il am afraid, Art Afraid I
shall be killed by man."
"Killed?' The look he gave her
at first was one of disbelief. Slow
ly, it gave way to deeper feeling
of horror as he realized that she
spoke the truth. He was stirred as
she thought he could not be. He
opened his mouth to speak, but be-
fore he could say anything, she i'm
plored:
Please don't say anything now,
Art Don't ask me questions. I
can't talk, yet-and don't want to
lie to you"
But Honey, if you are in great
danger"
Please, Art. let's not talk of it.
I merely told you because you
guessed so closely to the truth. But
it is my battle for a little while
longer. I don't want to bring grief
to another"
Honey Decides to Leave.
The JOY of fishing was gone, but
they fingered at it until late. When
they returned to the house, Mrs.
Carey told them that Mrs. Riba
had been over to say that her
brother was not feeling we'll and
the dinner was off. Honey smiled
with instant relief and sat down in
the nearest chair.
She asked me again." remarked
Mrs. Carey and she seemed a bit
put out. "if your first name was
Honey and where you were from.
made up town, my dear She
was very curious about getting your
exact description.
Honey dropped her lashes over
her eyes to hide what might be
there and got up and walked to the
window. Joe must suspect from
what little sister had revealed to
him, she thought quickly, otherwise,
Mrs. Riba would not have been so
precise with details.
Art was saying to his mother:
Don't tell her anything. She is too
snoopy to suit me-"
II dnt intend to-" replied his
mother and threw up her head
"She acted like she didn't believe
me when I said I had known you a
long time"
Honey turned and smiled at her
hostess and there was Wistfulness
about her pretty mouth.
1T doesn't matter, Mrs. Carey.
I'm sorry to have bothered you. I
am leaving tomorrow"
"Oh, but my dear" said Mrs.
Carey hastily. You shouldn't. You
must rest bit more"
Honey Is Shocked.
Never mind. Ma" interrupted
Art. I'm driving her to Los An
geles, myself. She has business
there. Besides, can see the city
before I go back home"
Honey's eyes thanked him 81
lently.
Mrs. Carey turned smilingly
toward her kitchen.
We'll, one person hasn't chance
in an argument against two"
Especially when one is a law
yer" Art added, grinning, and fol-
lowed her out of the room.
Left alone for a few minutes,
Honey was inclined to try to formu-
late some definite plans in her
mind for her future course. But
her thoughts kept reverting back to
Joe, wondering if he would make
any moves to find out about the
guest in the Carey household
"I must leave very early in the
morning" she decided. Get away
from here before he is up. I'll take
my chances and try to see Dan as
soon as I get there"
With dinner over, Honey found
herself sitting in the living room,
listening to funny experience that
Mrs. Carey was telling, about the
time she went to Europe, and she
was laughing harder than Art, for
her hostess was good story-teller.
Suddenly her laugh broke off in
midair and she turned deathly pale
But she recovered herself so quickly
that the spell was over before either
of her new friends detected it. She
continued to smile, but her eyes
watched the front window from
under lowered lashes and her hands
were like chunks of ice in her lap.
Copyright, 1910, Chicago Daily News, Inc
TOMORROW: ART HELPS