Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1943-02-03
PITFALLS
LOVE
BY ADELE GARRISON

Then I remembered that I'd
seen some of those photographs
used to illustrate an account of
n king who had been forced on
his throne, and had disappeared
I'm an uprising OF the people. It
was supposed that he had been
killed. But it's my bet that he
escaped somehow, and that the
nAme of the lad In the next
room is"
"Don't speak H." my father
commanded, then walked to the
telephone.
swat, please" he barked
over his shoulder, and then
called a number which ! recog-
nized as that Of Harry Under
wood.
Halloran knew II too. I could
tell by his eyes, and he stiffened
with something like resentment. ]
realized that he guessed my
father was checking on his trust
worthiness, and that his pride was
up IN arms.
"Harryw my father said
"PIease get out "a BS6."
That my father was going
TO talk to Harry Underwood In
code I knew Just as soon as I
heard the numbers he gave him
over the phone.
Tell me when you're ready"
my father said next, and soon
began to dictate a tumble OF
letters and figures. When that
ended, he said: 'T'n hold on till
you you are ready with the
answer" and waited perhaps a
minute. Then he was all atten-
ton again.
Thank you 90 much" he said.
That's all I want to know. I'll
be over later and explain.
Good-by..
AS he turned from the phone
Halloran's eyes were still dark
with resentment, but my fathers
friendly smile and his words were
disarming.
"This thing Is so big, Mr.. Hal
loran," he said, "and there IL 20
much ut stake, that / can take
no possible risk Of the secret
getting out. I had to check on
your discretion with Mr.. Under
wood, as I know you would have
checked on mine II our positions
had been reversed, and he has
assured me that you are one
hundred per cent. That was his
answer to my code questions.
So I trust you will forgive me
for asking about you"
READY TO HELP
"There's nothing to forgive"
Halloran said cordially. "and I'm
glad Mr.. Underwood gave me q
clean bill of health. Now, what
can I do for you?"
"a great DEAL" my father
said. First, but I'm n low voice,
tell me the name I kept you
from uttering q few minutes
ago"
Halloran's eyes twinkled.
'Tt sounds like a fairy story
he said, "but the photographs
and bust I've been studying were
those of King Georges Of Trees,
and OF course It's natural
guess that's the name of the Lad
I'm the other ROOM"
"You are correct" my father
told him, "and now i think the
first thing TO do Il to tell
Georges what you know. He
then may be able to throw some
light on the reason for the
study of him this other man
hired you to make. IL you will
stay here I will have Georges
come out. I shall want to listen
TO the conversation, and TO have
my daughter hear 1t also. Her
keen analysis of any problem IL
always very helpful to pse."
GETS GEORGES READY
eff you don't mind, SIR" Hal
loran said. 'T think I'd better 20
In first and Ak the king up q
bit before he sees you, or moro
especially your daughter. don't
think he'll want to come out
till I've made him q bit moro
presentable. give you my
word to say nothing about know
ing who he Is"
"a very good idea" my father
approved. ''But be sure TO Inn
press upon him that it Ii vitality
important for him to como out
rs soon rs possible
'Tll do that" Halloran said,
and went into the bedroom.
CONTINUED tomorrow