The Wilmington morning star. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1909-1990, 1944-01-29

keep so much money here that We
ave to worry about it. Hi.
shrewd, chill eyes remained on tht
singer while his brother was alb
sent.
william Smith returned, compla
cent. Everything is exactly as we
left it,"
That's what you think" thought
Mallory.
Good! said John. He now took
time to give their guest one 6 his
bone-protruding glacial smiles.
'.How NICE murmured Mallory
with falls sweetness. perhaps ]
may 60 back to my own rooms
now? You've surely finished strong
aiming me, haven't YOU
Both men looked at her as if
she were being exceptionally fun
ny; they laughed in unison. eve
meant nothing personal" claimed
John. 1--WE simply were alarmed
and made you the victim of our
nasty dispositions. Forgive u.s." He
took the glass stopper from de-
canter. Lets all have a drink. !"
Eyes," said WiWlliam, lets do,
He reached for telephone and
asked to speak to the clerk on
desk duty. A moment later he re-
buked. Look here, YOU must
speak to the house servants who
have been looking after our apart
ment. The draperies were pulled
across our balcony windows. You
know we like them open at all
times. And the front door was I'M
latched. That is unfofgivable. Cor
rect these matters at once or my
brother and l shall be forced to
move He snapped the receiver
upon its hook, then turned to the
girl with his cement-like face set
in a grin. She had moved away
from the chair toward the door.
about that drink" John asked.
Before him were three filled glass
es. This is excellent sherry"
I'm sorry Mallory refused
stiffly, but the drink 1 want is a
cup Of nerve-soothing hot herb tea.
In my own apartment.
"She is angry William Smith
said to his brother.
Naturally" agreed John, trail
ing the girl to the door. II imagine
she has seen all she wishes to see
of us for tonight. Believe US, Miss
Baker, we will make this up to
you"
II can hardly watt she thought
viciously.
Good night she said with a
cold graciousness and swept out
the door.
The speed she had used going
down the steps to warn Richard
Blythe was beaten as she flew up
them. Her heart was actually hurt
ing when she reached her own liv-
ing room. Certainly it was in no
condition to be furthe-. tortured by
birdlike tapping upon the glass
OF her balcony doors. Mallory
grabbed at the back of a big chair,
turning her head slightly at the
same time. Richard Blythe was
out there, crouched low. Relief
made the girl feel still weaker.
However, she managed to get to
the French doors and unlock them,
Who locked you out there she
asked in whisper.
Nov, that's a bright one," he
retorted. His voice also was low.
But not low enough.
Prism yelled from her bedroom.
Who's talkin out there? You amt
nobody I know. You'd better git!''
Its all right. Mallory called
softly. Its the Invisible Man. ;
Honest The Negress' enthusi-
asm faded right away. I'm sorry.
but tell him he'll still have to be
the Invisible. Man to me. + am too
sick to be bothered
That's all right" lulled the girl
III explain. You take another as.
plrln and get to Sleep She closed
the hall door, glancing at her
watch. Only scant 30 minutes
mad passed. So much had han
pened that it seemed longer. It
probably was a little too soon for
another headache tablet, but
Prism was strong.
so I'm the Invisible Man
huh?' R CHI ard Blythe had
stretched out on the davenport and
was cycling the bottle of chartreuse
IN a critical manner.
never mind that" the girl saia
steSnly. Tell me how and what .;
I'D rather tell you when m j,
decent drink "
Mallory made a hurried trip to
1ne kltchenette and returned with
bottle Of rum, a sliced lime and
ice water. This looks more Iike
..5 Richard Blythe moaned happily.
Boy, can I use that! Thanks. And
thanks for the warning sister ;:
SO you did hear me. Whv didn,+
you come out instead of letting me
stand there until they caught me-,
Fetu!apce tinged her question.
III l had they'd probably have
caught me, too-and I'm not So
pretty as you, Mallory. They might
no1 nave been so gentle. "sHe ig.
nored her derisive laugh. I'D ease
away from those little playmates
Manory, my girl. Manuelta is
rats" 1A seo
! wish I'd known your feelings
mat day at Sanborn's. But Won
greeted them like they were vo,,r
oid uncles handing you Christina
/ gifts I WAS afraid "a I'll