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PAIGE SIX MEDFORD MATL TRIBUNE, MEPFORD, OREGON, WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 3, 1941 T.IADE UP TO IULIi .by Kelley Boos.. Chapter 81 A Talk With Clint WRENCHED myieU free end and reached out tor the light My hand met nothing but black emptiness. "Hellol Anybody down there!" "Iff Haila. Clint, and Alice." "Aj toon ai I find my damn lighter . . . here it is!" I uw the flare of his lighter like a minia ture torch high above me. 1m Til be glad to fee toil I wondered where he had popped from and immediately re membered that a door opened from his offices onto the balcony. The flame disappeared as he start ed down the steps and was there again as he reached the orchestra. He groped his way down the cen ter aisle, shielding the flickering iigntcr wiin nis nana, tie climbed up on the stage. "I thou Jit Alice was here." Site is. But I couldn't find her, "Or was." "Maybe she's afraid of the dark. Bne mipht have gone out "I think she's afraid of herself. What's wrong with the lights?" "They're out in mv office too. And the street lights are out That Happens sometimes during an afternoon storm. Every light in town burning at once, the strain is too great Hey, Nickl" he shouted. There was a startled grunt as Nick awakened in his cubicle and shuffled in. Clint sent him out for a flashlight, then said to me, wneres Jen.' "He's due at three." "I know, bt called me this morning." "He's getltng hot, Clint o thinks he is. He thinks he knows.' "Knows? Knows who. . . ." "Yes. He knows who the mur- oerer Is. ' There was a lone causa and when Clint spoke again his voice was grave and quiet "I hope to God he does. I want to get this wnoie mess over witn. You Know, Haila, that child's face Is haunting me. A kid like Carol living with that thing over her head, a kid who never bothered anyone. God! I see those big frightened eyes every place I look. And her brav. ery makes it all the worse. If she'd break down ... if she'd. . . ." I said, "Carol can take care of herself. Clint" He didn't seem to hear me. "I tell myself that It's none of my doing, that all I did was give her a break that a thousand other ?irls would give their right hands or, a chance to be an actress. Yes, that's the way I doctor it up for myself. I gave the poor kid a break all right A chance to be murdered, to live in fear and ter ror, a chance to spread herself all over the front pages In a grue some murder case. It she should be. ..." The bitterness and self-reproach In his voice were beating at me. In the quick flame of his cigarette as he drew on it I could see his face, the sad tight lines around his mouth, the furrows between 1115 eyes, i couian t stand it ' "Clint" I said, "there's nn r. eon for you to reproach yourself. Nothings going to happen to Carol. Nothing was ever meant to unpen 10 ner. sne ... It was Eve, Clint who was supposed to be killed The murderer meant to stab Eve, not Carol. The murderer meant 10 poison eve. t 1 ou."l ne,r hlm hi breath. "Evel Not God, not Who BmiM "Yesciint" I M ..ni. His voice was shocked, almost creaking. "No, no. Not Eve. The poison . . . Haila, the poison was put In Carol's glass. Not Eve's." "Yes. Yes, I don't ..." I stopped. Suspicion IF Eve was to be the victim, then the poison must have been placed In her glass. That much was certain. How had Jell figured "u "l"!?5' n'l?ht? Something about Philip Ashley and his fight with Eve. Did he mean Ashley was the murderer? It was some thing that Philip had said to Eve. Why didn't vou unset the table?" be had said. ''You have he whole play to yourself and still you have to steal my one big scene, you have to rattle everything en the !?!. '-i r,ttle everything on the table Then if Eve had rnttled the g asses ... if she had changed the glasses . . . "Clint" I said, "Clint that poi son was put in Eve's glassl And she changed the glasses herself! There were no flowers on the table for her to arrange and she ad libbed business with the glasses. And Carol got the one that was meant for fieri" "Yes," he said slowly. "Yet, that . , . "But the next night there was no mistake. Oh, Clint, who could have wanted to murder Eve? Who could have hated Eve? You must know, Clint you were her friend, the only one who really knew her. You ve been so close to her and so loyal . . . producing for her when she was no longer great ruining yourself to keep her on Broadway, giving all you had through these years! Clint you must have loved her very much or . . ." . Then I suspected. He didn't speak; there was no sound from behind the glow of his cigarette. Suddenly the the ater wasn't any longer warm and cozy. It was an enormous cavern filled with cold dark danger. I wanted to get out I stood up and the floor was hard and icy under my stockinged feet "Left go out and wait for Jeff," I said. "All right." I didn't scream because I had firessed my hand tight over my ips, holding them ciosed before the sound got to them. The voice that had answered me had not been Clint Bowers' voice. But it was, it must have been, I told my self frantically. It had come from right behind that point of light It was Clint Bowers' voice with all its pleasant friendly warmth gone. It was Clint Bowers' voice, harsh and cruel and with a dead ly quiet It was then I knew. The burning cigarette was there, unmoved, barring me from the stage door. I felt sick with the weak nauseous feeling that pervadea you when you're com ing out of ether. I couldn't run or fight or scream. Then the light leaped toward me, the length of a step, and my head cleared and I snapped out of it Putting my cigarette behind me I crushed it between my thumb and forefinger. I crept for ward toward the footlights, feel ing for them with my toes, mov ing toward them by slow inches. Thank God for the rain and the snow that had soaked my shoes and had made me take them off. The lights couldn't have been more than three feet from the davenport where I had sat but it was taking eternities for me to reach them. Hide And Seek THEN the edge of their groove was beneath my toe and I stepped across the reflectors and lowered myself into the orches tra pit. Unless I had moved far to one side, the center aisle should be almost In front of me. I reached out and swept my hand across the blackness and it touched one seat another, and then no more. I looked back. The cigarette was moving across the stage to the davenport where I had been, moving as stealthily as I had movedT I started up the aisle, feeling for the rows of seats, counting them as I passed. How many rows did the Colony have, how long would it take me to reach the back? The Music Box has fourteen rows. The Plymouth has nineteen. I thought hysteri cally, why doesn't Clint Bowers chase me through the Music Box? Then I'd know how far I had to go, I'd know when I had passed them all. Then I'd have a chance. I could hear him behind me on the atage, moving about and bumping into things. I could see the faint glimmer of daylight through some crack in the outside door. My hand tan gled In the velvet portieres that hung behind the last row of seats snd the brass rings above them clanged together and rattled. I stopped dead, holding onto the mass of velvet to keep myself from falling. He had heard the sound on stage. Hia voice came booming through the house. "Haila, where are you!" I made one last stab at keeping up this insane farce. "I'm going out the front door, Clint. Jell will be coming by this way." The voice was calm, laughing. 'It's locked, Haila." I didn't try to be quiet, then, or to pretend I wasn't terrified. I felt wildly for the door. In my wet sticky hand the knob was cold. I turned it and my hand slid aim lessly around while it staved still. I put my coat over it and turned again. It was locked. I ran from one door to another and they would not budge. I turned and with my back up close against the doors, I faced the stage. The light was coming down into the orchestra pit; now it was starting up the aisle. Hugging the wall and side stepping. I moved along the back of the theater, my eves holding onto that small circle of light with an intensity that made them burn and water. I moved toward the side aisle. I was a step from it when the light turned too and crossed the row of seata toward the spot where I was goijig. He had seen me. PcrhaDS that tinv shaft of light that crept through the doors at my back had been enough to outline me for him. I crouched there for a second, then eased myself under the seats Into the last row and lay there, my knees almost under my chin, my arms squeezed in around me, holding my breath to make my self smaller. I could hear him not four rows In front of me now, walking up the aisle. He would rasa an arm's leneth from m he wouldn't pass. Te be eontlneeel NAVAL AIR BASE Vnabska, Alaska, Sept. 3. lir) The latest link In Uncle Sam's swiftly growing Paoitic coast defenses the Dutch Har bor naval air station on this second largest island In the Barker's BIO Sal Sanforised WASH SLACKS $1.19 Store or Men Aleutian chain extending toward Siberia was in operation today. Commanding a 1,200 -mile long chain of Islands once de scribed as "a necklace bearded with volcanic peaks." the sta tion was 'formally but quietly commissioned yesterday. Comdr. W. N. Updegraff be came station commander. The navy has not disclosed how much the base cost but It has been unofficially estimated $13,000,000 has been expended in putting it Into operation. Dutch Harbor appropriation us ually have been lumped with the navy', big air base at Kodiak and the immediate base at Sitka The three bases have cost around $40,000,000. The navy also has not dis closed the physical aspects of the station. Washington Sept. 3 Tt President Roosevelt has ap proved the Idaho-Oregon potato marketing plan, aides of Repre sentative Dwonhak (H., Idaho! were informed today On the Radio Chains STATIONS! vYnare to find them en the dial: KtX, IIM. Portland: KM, S40, Lot Annelni kli.V 1510, Spokane; KOO, tilt. Sao Francisco; KGW. S.'O, Portland; KJK, looo, Seattle; KNX. 1030, Los Angeles! KOA. 850. Denier; KOIN. ;o, Portland; KOMO, SSO, Seattle; KPO, 830, San t'raneltcol kL 1160, Salt I s lie. "- " Time Shown Is PSt Wednesday. 8:00 p. m. Treasury Hour, KNX, K8L. KOIN; Speaking of Glamour. KOO, KJR; Songj of jean Handzllk; Playground New. KOMO. 6:30 p. m. News, KOO, KJR, KCX: Concert Favorites, KPO, KOW. KOMO; Concert Music, KOW. :00 p. m. Olenn Miller's Orch., KNX, KSL, KOIN; Author's PlayhouM. KOO. KEX; Kay Kyier's Musical Quia, KPO, KOW, KOMO; Scandi navian Newa, KJR. 0:30 p. m. 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LOADING U Br CLUYAS WILLIAMS'1 WATCHES TAfHEP LOAD UP "WE CAR FOR THE JOURfVEV HOME FROM THE COUUfRV CHECKUP REvEAlSlrtftf fHE LITTLE SUITCASE; TrlAf WAS EtfTt&JSTED fo HIM IbCARRVOUTfOlrlE CAR, IS MI5S)K6 60ES BACK l)tb HOUSE 1D LOOK TOR IT, PR0 1tSTitf6 rf'5 NO USE & CAuSEHEKrlOWS HE BROUGHT iroitf TlSDS SUITCASE Ihf HALL AND CARRIES If DOT STiLL PROTESTING HE CANT IMAfelrVE HOW It 60t "frlERE CHECKUP REVEALS, 1rlAf In 6C1N6 BACK FOR SUrf CASE HE UFTHI5 COM" IM HAU.60ES BACK FCR IT HCfURr43 WITH COAT, AKP BOW, WD ARROWS ASE COUlCfiDrl" Of PEBBLES rWDTUKfii HE HAS DE " 0DEP U TAKE HOME ARicWElsTEKsilB, family insists tw lv that there isn't room w the car. 're wctaktly carries them in again (ftrtMMtJ tr? Tht It Hrwdlcitt, TfltM REfURKSTbCAP. AhT) FAMILY IS FltfE MILES 01, THEIR WAY BEFORE DI4 CWERIN6 THATHE AL50 LEFT HIS COAT BEHIND 9-3 flc. KOIN; Industry and Defense, KOKO. 11:00 p. m. Carl Havana's Orch. KPO. KOMO, KOW; This Moving World, KEX; News, KOO, KNX; Nightcap Tarns, KSU KOIN; Plsblng Newa, KJR. Fl Salem, Sept. 3. (P) Five members of the Future Farmers of America, winners among 2, 300 FFA boys competing in the better farming contest sponsor ed by the Oregon Kiwanis clubs, were each awarded $20 prize today at the Salem Kiwanis club meeting. Those winning honorable mention are: Southern Oregon Frank Prince, Grants Pass; Roy Gooding, Henley; Joseph Chotard, Malin. Closing time for Classified Ads tj a m Too Late to Classify 1330 p. STRANGE AS IT SEEMS byJOHNHlX Plasterer's' tom k Since THCe. EGYPTIAN-?, ij t,j -.-acMsw . t sua n mmM NVr CHANGeo J mv its. ii 1 1 Kentucky- HANDS 3 TVMM IN A SfAViSr'.e i DAW... ITo VALUE INCREASING! 8V 3315 PERCENT (bought foi ifc nitrous earth i used in making gunpowder, 1812 . . .) 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