The Detroit tribune. (Detroit, Mich.) 1935-1966, 1942-08-29

Mr.. Dalton put his arm about
Mrs. Dalion's whist and held her
close to him.
"Ii's..lt's about Mary. It's.
She
"Whale Where is shc?"
'They They got her They kid
mapped her."
'l',nry' No. Mrs. Dalton
scfcau.cd
on. no." Peggy Whimr, rel,
RAM ne 20 Mr. Dalto"
My baby" Mrs. Dalton sobhsd
shes heen Kidnapped Mr. Dal
toa said. as though no had 10 say
the words over again 10 convince
himself.
Bieeer's eyes We're wide. taking
in all three OF them In ono con
sianily rowing glance AIRS Dali
ton continued 10 sob and Peggy
sank into a chair. her face in her
hands Then She spranc mp and
ran out of the room. crying
Lord don't let them Nil herr"
AIRS. Dalton swaycd Mr. Dalton
lifted her and staggered trying ~
g,t her through the door. As he
watched Mr.. Dalton there flashed
through Biggers mind a quick i'm
age OF how he had lifted Msry's
body in his arms the night before.
He rore and held the door open
for Mr. Dalton and watched him
walk unsteadily down the dim hall
WY with Ms. Dalton IN his arms
lie was alone In the Kitchen now
Again the thought thai he had he
chaLce To walk ont Of here and b..
clear OF II al came Ia him and
again he brushed II aside He was
tensely eager 10 stay and see how
Il would all end even II that end
swallowed him in hacknesr We
felt that he was living nnon hiph
pinnacle whore bracing winds
whipped around him There came
10 his ears mufflcd sound of
sohs Then suddenly there was 81
lence what's happening? Woull
MIR. Dalton phone the police now
lie strained TO listen. bur M sounds
came He went to the door and
took few steps into the hallway
There we're sill no sounds. ~
looked about 10 make sure that no
onn was watching him then crep'
on tiptoe down tho hall He heard
voices Mr. Dalton was talking ~
someone. He creri fariher. vcs. he
could hear II want ~ talk 10
Rrliton please Mr. Dalton was
phonlrg. cone light over nles<e
vcs. Al once Something awful has
hanpencd ! don't want TO talk
about Il over tho phone"
That meant that when Britten
came back he would be questioned
again
yes. right away I'll be wait
ing
lle had 10 90 back TO his room.
lie llptocd along tho hall through
the kitchen down the steps and
into the basement The torrih
cracks OF the furnace CLEANED in
the crimson darkness and he heard
the ihtoaty nndcrtone OF the drafl
d., curing The air. Was she burnt
But oven II she were MOI Who
would think 81 looking IN Tho fur
mace for hcr9 he went 10 his room
into tho closet closed the doos
and listened silence. Ne came
out lcf' The door omen and IN or
dor 10 ct to tho closer nnictlv
and Without sound pulled or hls
shoes lfc lav again on the he'd Is
mind whilnc with IMAGES horn
~ multitude ~ imnnises. We
could RIM avav 10 could remain :.
he could even 60 down ard comics q
what be- had done. The r,er"
thought Inst those avenues ~ ac-
ton were oprn 10 him made him
Tool free ihat his lie WIS his
that ho hold his fortune IN his
bond rni ihov would never thir'
lhai le hal done u not meek
blac' hoy HE him
Ito bounded on the bed. listen
inc. thinking that he had heard
,oitcs He had been 80 deeply TAX
ca nm with his own thoughts thai
he did not know n he had actually
heard ANYTHING or had imagined H..
Yes, be- heard faint footsteps ne
low lie hurried TO The closet. Tho
footsteps ceased There came 10
him The soft sound Of sobbnR. "
vs. Peggy. Her sohhine auieted.
then rose to a hieh pitch lie stood
for long time. listening to Peg
eV's sohs and the lorg moan ~
the wind sweeping through The
night outside pcgey's sobS ceas-
cd and her footsteps sounded once
more. Was she going to- answer
the doorhcll9 Footsteps came again .
Peggy had gone 10 the front Of the
house for something and had come
back He heard q heavy voice. y
n.an'e At.nrst he could not Iden-
tify II then he realized that II Vas
Britten's.
and you found the note'"
yes
"lIow long ago."
"Abort an hour"
"YOu'e sure YOU didn 7 see any
one leave it,
III was sticking under the door.
you're sure won didn't see any
body about The house or drive
WAY ."
NO The bov and me. that's all
thaf's heen around here
and where's the hov now
upstairs IN his room ] think.
did You ever see this handwrit
ing hcfore?"
No. Mr.. Britten.'
Can YOU guess. can YOU think
imagine who would send such
note"
"No. not q soul IN this who'll
vide world. Mr.. Britten. Peggy
walled
Brilien's voice ceased. There