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Roger Polk, fiction. writer, strolled ́covery. The bound person was 21 along the shore deep in thought. A young and beautiful girl!.

The men worried frown lined his brow, making who carried her were swarthy, evil- it quite obvious that Roger's thoughts looking and obviously foreigners. were not pleasant. This very morning Roger's mind began to click. He he had received a request from a recalled hearing on the radio the night publisher for a particular type of before that Estelle Mayberry, short story. If, wrote the publisher, daughter of wealthy John T. May- Roger could conceive, write and sub berry, had been kidnapped. Larry mit the story within four days's time, Carr, her fiance, was negotiating with handsome bonus would be forth- the abductors to pay the demanded coming.

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Now, Roger dearly loved bonuses, Excitement ran through. Roger's handsome or otherwise, and under or veins. The swarthy gentlemen had dinary conditions he would have seat- deposited their burden on the porch ed himself at his typewriter and batted and were talking with the old woman. off the required short story in half None of them went inside. What the stated time, as was his custom. had he, Roger, better do? If he moved However, only last week Roger had he would be discovered. - If he were completed a long piece of work and discovered he shuddered to think of had decided to take a vacation.'. He the consequences,

Yet -

horrible rented himself a cottage on an island thought suppose the kidnappers had in the bay and settled down to wholly decided that the safest thing to do relax, dismissing all thoughts of plots was to dispose of the girl and try etc. Therefore, when the request for making a getaway? the shory arrived. he was not "in a mood" for writing, and when a writer is not in à mood for writing he is ter- rifically handicapped.

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At that moment Roger's ear caught the sound of a second boat. A small cruiser was putting into the cove. Men swarmed her decks, A machine gun was mounted beneath her wheel house.

Thus for two days Roger had been trying to adjust his mind, trying to conceive of an idea that might develop Roger glanced toward the shack. into a story, and failed miserably. To- The two men and old woman

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day, he strolled along the shore and sighted the police boat. One of them his heart was heavy, for in his mind's drew a gun. The other pointed to eye he could see the handsome bonus the girl. Roger's heart leaped. They taking fleet wing.

were going to kill her and

Roger was so engrossed that sudden-

ly he found himself on a deserted and With a shout, Roger leaped to his lonely stretch of shore. The only buil- feet, forgetting danger to himself, ding visible was a dilapidated shack thinking only of the girl. From his that reposed on a small bulff above a pocket he produced a small revolver. tiny cove.

He stopped and looked at Running zig-zag, dodging behind any the shack with a new interest, remem- available shelter, he raced toward the hering that on the two occasions, he shack. Bullets zinged past his ears, had seen it before the windows had ploughed up clouds of dust in front been. boarded up and the place appear of him. He felt a stinging pain in ed deserted.

his left shoulder, but he kept doggedly As he stood now looking toward the ahead. Vaguely he knew that the shack smoke began to curl from its police boat had landed and that men chimney. He saw, too, that the front were running up the cliff. Dizziness door ajar, and one of the windows had assailed him, He had reached the been freed of its shutter. Curious porch, was in grips with one of the as to who could abide in this deserted men, and then. 'dwelling, thinking that here, perhaps, Roger Polk, fiction writer, finished might be the answer to his problem, making his notes. "I'll play the part Roger turned away from the beach of Larry Carr," he told himself. "Old and startd to climb the bluff.

man Bayberry will agree to my mar- He had gotten half way to the top rying Estelle, even though I am poor when his attention was arrested by and without a job, because I saved the sound of a motorboat. Turning, his only. child's life. That will provide he saw a small craft, carrying two the happy ending." He put the pencil passengers, putting in toward the and paper back into his pocket, cove, Certain that he had not been glanced 'fondly "at the boarded-up, observed, he slipped behind a clump deserted shack, and went whistling of bushes and waited.

back along the beach, thinking of his

The small boat cut its motor and bonus, eased up onto the sand. Watching

Roger sucked in his breath, for the

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two occupants reached down and lifted Newspapers).

up a figure, which was bound, gagged and blindfolded.

At this moment Roger heard a cack- ling sound from the direction_of_the deserted shack To his amazement a stooped and withered old woman had appeared of the porch and was ob viously awaiting the arrival of, the boat occupants with their burden, g

Anticipating a drama that he dared not think about, Roger crept nearer the shack. By the time he reached some bushes fifty yards from the path that led up the bluff from the cove, the boat ocupants were abreast of him, Then he made another amazing dir-

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