Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1942-04-23

with it. AS you no doubt know,
already have one wife"
''What have you done with herr"
Paul demanded.
"Shut up! Give me that envelope.
We're getting out of here. Come
on, Joan, I'll keep you with me-"
Paul walked ahead and Karl fol-
lowed with Joan. His grasp on her
arm was painful but she did not
vince. She was too proud to let
Karl Miller see that he had hurt
her.
There was long ride down the
Embaradero. Neither Karl nor Paul
spoke. AS they went through the
warehouse and up the swaying steps
of the gangplank, Joan was sur
prised at her own calmness. She
was no longer afraid of Karl Miller.
She followed Paul's example of SUI
perb Indifference.
On deck Paul and Joan were led
to small shabby cabin, and the
door locked behind them.
"Cozy?" Paul grinned.
"Paul! You act as though you ac-
tually enjoy this
His face grew serious. 81 don't
like it for your sake, Joan. But so
far. as I'm concerned, it couldn't
have worked out better"
"What do you mean?"
81 counted on Karl's finding us at
the beauty shop. I wanted him to.
l think he'll lead us to the rest of
the gang this way"
Joan sat down gingerly on dirty,
faded chintz chair. "But you said
those papers were enough"
Paul lit cigarette. "They were,
but still have few ends to tie.
We're not in any actual danger yet.
Trust me for that"
Paul watched Joan as she ex-
plored their tiny prison. "You have
more nerve than any other girl I
ever saw" he said, admiringly, re-
peating what he had said the night
Karl killed Strom and Joan had
promised to help trap Karl after
Paul revealed he was an FBI man.
MY knees are shaking" Joan adj
mitted, smiling, "but wouldn't let
Karl know how felt. 1t would give
him too much satisfaction.
Good grill" Paul approved.
"And," Joan continued, this may
be your idea of mo actual danger
T but it doesn't seem that way to me-"
The gentle throb of the ships en-
gines warned them the freighter was
moving. Here we co." Paul said.
TRY to trust me, Joan, that this is
the best way. took you with me
tonight deliberately because l was
afraid that it would be worse for
you if you were left behind"
what about Pat?"
"Pat doesn't know anything. They
won't be apt to harm her."
In the dim light of small electric
bulb they waited. AS the ship
rolled more, Paul said, "We're 60
ing through the Gate now. Well
soon be on the open sea-"
"Where is Karl taking us? Can't
you tell me that?"
"I'd rather not. The first thing
to find out is how he intends to get
rid of those Plans" he added,
might ship them to a submarine"
| ga Submarine!" Joan cried in dis
may.
cts not pretty picture, is it?"
Paul said grimly. "That's why l
don't want you to know too much"
Karl did not reappear but sailor
unlocked the door and mumbled
something to Paul in German. "He
says he'll show you to your cabin"
Paul explained.
''I'd rather stay here!"
But Paul advised her to 60 without
objection, so Joan followed the sailor
out on deck. He opened a door and
motioned for her to go inside. Hes
itatingly she obeyed.
There was bunk with a quilt
folded neatly upon it, a washstand
and one portfolio through which Joan
could see the deck. Fog enveloped
the sea and it was impossible to tell
how far away from shore they were.
In a few minutes she heard the
sound of footsteps, and sitting up
she saw that Paul was being shown
into the cabin next to hers. Even
though the door was locked behind
him and sailor remained on guard
outside, Joan was comforted to know
that he was near
Joan had not expected to have any
rest that night but she found herself
overcome with fatigue. She wax
ened to feel the warmth of the sun
upon her face.
RIO BE CONTINUED