The daily monitor leader. [volume] (Mount Clemens, Mich.) 1942-19??, 1942-12-01


Stensgard smiled, reached into
his pocket, and handed her some
coins. There's all Of half a kro-
ner there, so look TO II I get the
change. Now don't bother us.
We have q matter of great inn
portance."
$50 have l." she whispered,
and looked a little proud. 1--WE
have a letter from Johann"
He glared at her as if to re-
mind her of Gunnars presence.
Sol"
"He has left Stockholm. He is
coming home" She was watch
ing him carefully to see how he
would take 1t.
For a moment he stared at
her, mouth agape. He had grown
as pale as she. Then, Very
WE'LL" he snapped. "I'll see you
later" and slowly shut the door.
When he came back from the
alcove into the room he was
smiling broadly again and rub
bling his hands. $50, Gunnar
you have my news. We have a
big job ahead of us. A big job. ="
He slapped the fisherman on the
back, looking at him sharply to
see il he had noticed anything
wrong.
"I'll do my best" Gunnar said
slowly, and backed unobtrusive-
ly out of the doctors reach. Then
he picked up his cap again and
went out.
When the fisherman left, DR..
Stensgard abruptly stopped
smiling. He seated himself at his
polished walnut desk across
from the door, pursed his lips,
and touched the tips of his stub
by fingers together in front of
him. His brow furrowed. Some
minutes passed.
When the pale woman enter
ed, closing the door quietly be-
hind, a breath of starch and
fresh linen came with her into
the room.
"Oh, Martin" she said inn
mediately. II was so worried
about YOU" She leaned back
against the wall and brushed a
frail hand through her hair that
was done up in a wispy bun on
top of her head.
He smiled, a trace of condos
cension in the downward curve
of his lips. $50 they paid us q
visit. Very we'll, my dear. But
now, you see I have returned,
so there is no cause to worry any
longer"
"Oh, see you wore your
bearskin." The woman's hands
fluttered and picked up the cap.
"Was it cold? We were terribly
cold on the stairs"
He made no answer. She
fused with her hands, and kept
talking so as not give him time.
Martin, the soldiers said they
were looking for guns, and If
they found any, they were 60
ing to arrest hostages :. all ov-
err the village. Something terri
BILE must have happened :. "she
bit her lip, but he remained un-
moved to make them sus-
pect u.s." she added in a small
voice. "Oh, Martin" she went
on, II was so frightened. At least,
il Karen were here, it would not
be so lonely when you 60 away
nights"
"Karen will be home on Tues
day."
Quickly she came forward.
Really? Did you speak to Os-
terholm?"
Eyes. He says the weeks up at
the saeter have done the girls
good. But now that the season is
so advanced, he is sending q man
up to close the house and drive
the cattle home"
Tuesday,"
However," he said, and
touched the tips of his fingers
together again, "you are well
aware that was not why ! sent
for you. Have you the letter
with your"
She reached into the bosom OF
her dress and drew it out, but
with such q look of entreaty on
her face that he assumed q kind
er tone. "Sit down, my dear"
Before you say anything,
Martin, hear me out"
He bent a questioning eye on
her and remained silent. She
came up to the desk, the letter
clasped in her hand. The starch
ed white cuffs on her sleeves
were a trifle short, exposing the
fragile wrists.
Johann addressed 1t to me.
He says he is in Oslo, and COM
ing home. We both knew he
would never make a doctor, and
if that is the reason you sent him
to Stockholm :"
"That II mt the reas On"