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December 4, 1940.

By Walt Disney

Tiger Standish, Ace of British Intelligence Agents

Saves a Minister's Wife From

WILLIAM MALTBY

SPLUCKED AT THE LOOSE

FLESH BENEATH HIS CHIN.

"I feel it is only right to tell you, Sir Leasington," he said, In an aggrieved tone, "that I can't possibly imagine that any- thing is really wrong with my wife. She lives a life of pure enjoyment, so far as I can tell, and, what is more, who has just returned from

a holiday in

Somerset. At her age-she is only 27-nho ought to be in the very pink of condition."

Danger in

The RELUCTANT CAD

The Secretary for National Security looked at the famous neurologist as though he expected un answer straight away.

Sir Lessington Cross wan discreetly non-committal. "I shall have to see Lady Maltby before I can come to any opinion."

Sir William fidgeted with his tle.

"As I daresay you may imagine," he continued self- Importantly, "I am a pretly busy man these days; and, as I am already late for an important conference in White- hall, you will have to excuse me."

With that, the plump, well-preserved man of sixty. who carried himself with an aura of not unlikeable pom- posily, shook hands and walked out into the hall where la butler was waiting with hat and coat. A couple of minutes later he was in his car, speeding through tho Park.

The nerve specialis!, now alone, smiled to himself at the profound lack of discerniment in the human race, as exemplised by this politician. There were any of a dozen causes that might account for Lady Maltby's sudden nervous collapse, as described to him over the telephone at Wimpole Street that morning. But, because Maltby him- selt was a very at man (although much too stout) and because he was so absorbed in the important Cabinet post he filled (not without many serld questions being fired at him from members of all parties in the House), he resented being unable to understand why a wife, less than half his own age, should be 1.

Five minutes later, Cross was seated on a chair by the side of his patient. The bedroom showed that its owner was a woman possessing not only wealth but also artistic

taste.

And the woman herself? Well, he admitted, she was undeniably attractive, even if her beauty now was marred by an expression of such intense' anxiety tant, his profes- alonal interest had become immediately aroused,

After five minutes' questioning, during which she seemed to be putting him off with at least half-truths, he proceeded to the necessary examination. Finally, putting oxide is stethoscope, he resumed his seat at the side-of- the bed.

"I am very glad to be able to tell you, Lady Maltby, that I can find nothing very wrong. In fact, your physical, condition is quite satisfactory. I am afraid I cannot say the same about your nervous system, however; you appear to have rustained some rather severe shock quite recently. Am I right?”

"I have been very worried lately." The words came out so quickly that they were jumbled.

"Can you tell me what about? You see, it's a help to a doctor to know the underlying cause of a patient's com- plaint.

int." Again she put him off with a half-truth.

"Oh, it's nothing very much ..... it's just London

I think

.

I feel

as though there are too many people about, as though they were all pressing round. me

Is there any illness or complaint, doctor, which could account for that?"

Perhaps one of the shrewdest readers of character amongst his profession, tie neurologist pretended to take her question seriously,

"Oh, yes, I have a patient now, for instance, who is afraid to enter any crowded building; it's torture to him to go to the theatre--three times in one week he has made the effort and each time he has been seized by a kind of nervous panic and had to come out. He will get belter, but these things take time, of course, And," with a smile of good-humoured reproof, "you are not nearly as bad as he is. Your husband tells me that you have just come back from a holiday in the country, Lady Maltby,"

Innocent enough words in all truth, yet they brought

a spasm of what Sir Lessington knew must be fear-stark and dreadful-Into the face of this new patient.

"Why did he tell you that?

that?, William always inter- with my affairs, my comings and goings." To soothe her, he caught hold of her hand.

fering

"You must not blame your husband, Lady Maltby; he is only too anxious, as am of course, to see you get well. Before I came up here I had a brief talk with Sir Williams, who had waited for me, and he merely mentioned In ing that you had been away to Somerset. Now, the pressure on her hand increasing-remember that a doctor like a lawyer or a priest--whatever you tall him la Bacred

"Why should you say such a thing as that?" Instead of calming her, he bad brought hark that expression of dreadful fear into her eyes.

The only reason I said it was because it is obvious to me, as a doctor, that your present high-nervous condi- tion is due, not to any physical cause-nol, In other words, to illness of any kind, bụi to come foolish obsession which you have

what makes you afraid, Lady Maltby?" "I'm not afraid! Why should I be afraid?" He shook his head.

"I am very busy man, Lady Maltby," he said, and now his voice was stern: "I have been called in by your husband to treat you for what he thought might be a nervous collapse, I want to help you but I have no time to waste on dimeuli patients. If you will not give me ,ସ am afraid you will have to seek other advice.

some of my colleagues, perhaps, I believe perfectly frank with a patient. Now, Lady in being Maltby, I cannot help you unless you tell me your trouble; if you feel you can't, then I am wasting both your time and, my, own. -

vn. I quite appreciate that I am here at your husband's request and not at your own."

your

*I can't stand any more now," she said, and turning her head away from him, she buried her face in the pillowscri

Wearing the-same expression as the nurses at St. Christopher's Hospital knew so well, when they had neglected an essential duty, the famous neurologist walked. süfly out of, the room.

HAT NIGHT, SIR LESSINGTON DINED

T WITH TIGER STANDISH. The son of the

Earl of Quorn and he, in spite of the twenty years' difference in their ages, were close friends-so close indeed, that Standish, watching the distrait manner of his companion, began to rally him in characteris- tic fashion.

"What's the matter, Smudge?" he chided, giving the other the nickname he had coined because of the suur on Cross's left cheek, the legacy of a racing-car smash at Brooklando ten years before; "you look as though you've got all tangled up with a skeleton and it has given you a left hook to the jaw,"

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Horler Sidney

The neurologist took some time in lighting his cigar. They were' scaled in front of the smoking-room fire at the Letus Club in Plezadilly, and he did not rise to the balt. Instead, he made rather a curious rejoinder.

men

"How is your hush-hush stun getting on, Tiger?" The speaker was one of the very few

in London who knew of Standish's connection with the Intelligence Department.

"in and out, y'know. I have my good days and my bad

nights-still oki B." (referring to his immediate superior, Sir Harker Bellamy, C.M.G., D.S.C.) "keeps me, like the murderers, hanging on. Why?" he asked swiftly, giving the nerve specialiat a look as keen as the flash of a sword.

Cross continued to be mysterious,

"I am in one hell of a spot, my boy," he said. Standish whistled.

"You're not going to tell me you've been playing the

fool with one of your more fluffy patients?"

be un uss--I'm the tone con-

"Don't be a cat?"

"Any woman can be a cat when she has to defend her young,"

"By 'young", do you mean humble self?"

my

"I refuse to say another word until you tell me what all this mystery is

about."

Tiger resorted

a plece

of

childish ritual. Putting the tip of hls right Index anger against his tongue, he then held it up..

"See that well" he quoted.

Ilis wife, knowing that before he would give her his full confidence she, must exchange this childish oath, wetted the Up of her own finger and

her neck

drew it awet, see this dry; hi-

Sce

tiddly-hi-ll

All right, Tiger, serious now "mum's the word!" Satisfied that no power on earth would ever make her go back on this pledge, he tossed the sheet of paper he had been studying over to her. Sonia straightened it out and read the typewritten note with, puzzled eyes.

This country cannot afford to have any open or covert traitors. Tiger Standish is advised in this con- nection to keep his eye on the company which Lady Maltby, wife of the Secretary for National Security, frequents. This communication is sent in the strictest confidence,"

"I hate anonymous letters! declared Sonia, putting the paper aside as though It solled her hands.

"So do I," replied her husband, "but, all the same, human nature is damned queer in wartime, my sweet. I think I will get you to describe the Swedish gentleman a little mare minutely."

M

DEPORTING, AS USUAL, TO ŠIR HARKER R

BELLAMY an hour later, Tiger found "The Mole" (as Bellamy was often referred to), in one of his more waspish moods. It was a carious mental quirk of Bellamy's that he was never so bad- tempered as when there was a temporary lull of work. He turned a pair of lack-lustre eyes on his favourite agent as Standish entered the room.

"Nothing for you," he said, gloomily; "we seem to have cleaned up all the Nasties for the time being."

"Finci" declared Standish; "then I shall be able to elude your beastly.clutches and get into uniform pf some kind!"

This stung Bellamy.

"Not on your life!" he growled; "something will crop up very soon; meanwhile you can take a'day or so of— that is, as long as you let me know where I can reach you by telephone."

M

S SHE HEARD THE FAINT TRILLING IN

vinced als het 15-'n serious and there tale. A THE NEXT ROOM, Lady Maltby shivered.

ment.

"Can I help?" now asked Tiger, soberly. "That's just the problem," replied the other. "I feel I ought to tell you something, something that is worrying me very much, and yet

Well, I can't"

"I

you

can't, you can't--and there's an end of it... All right, come on: this place gets more like a morque every day. I'm sure that old fellow over there has been dead for nearly a fortnight. Let's go along to the Criterion. I'm told it's quite a good farce; you will be able to snap out of yourself."

*

ANTERING HIS HOUSE IN CHAPEL STREET

E the following morning. Tiger had a very agree-

able surprise. The usually severely-episcopalian face of Bates, his butler, was slightly relaxed,

"Hello, Bates. you look as though you'd back the win- ner of the 3.30."

The butler took his overcoat and brushed off an Imaginary fleck of dust,

"Thank you, sit and then even more humanity showing in his face "Mrs. Standish is back, aİZ”

"WILAT

Pushing the speaker to one side, Tiger raced upstairs la his wife's room.

"What's the meaning of this, Heart of Jade?” ho de- manded of the slim and attraclive girl who turned, radiant- eyed, as he flung open the door.

Tiger, darling, you'll be breaking my ribs one of these days!" Sonia expostulated. “Sit down and sten;

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I felt I had to come up for a break-poor Aunt Caroline and her evacuees rather get on my nerves sometimes, and

here

I am. Two whole days I'm going to be in London, so you'll have every opportunity of making a fuss of me. I want to shop, to lunch at the Berkeley, to see at least She clapped her hands like a chilil

two shows

at the prospect. "Now If you're a very good boy, you shall have tea with me. I'll be ready in exactly three minuten."

When Sonia come downstairs she found him absorbed In whia

what looked like a letter-so absorbed, in fact, that he did not even look up when she came and put a hand on his shoulder.

*

" and he

"Tiger" she said, reproachfully. "Sorry, my sweet," he replied, "but wayed the cheet of paper which he had been studying, as though offering it as on excuse for his absence of mind,

"I any." he went on quickly, "you knew Isabel Tarrant before she married that nonuinental as", Maltby, didn't

His wife nodded.

you?"

"Yes, we wore at school together in Switzerland: But why on earth are you talking about Isabel Maltby now" Then, suddenly, "Tiger, you've got better taste than that, surely?"

"What do you mean, 'better' taxin'? Are you accusing me of poodle-faking directly your back's, turned?**

"Well, not exactly, but why are you talking about: Isabel Maltby? Sho's always been a bit of a fizzer!...] nuppose I ought not to tell stories out of school, but well

only last week I saw her in a hotel at Wells." "with a man?" Surprised at the gravity of her husband's face, she nodded,

POL course! The extremely attractive Label hasn't much for her own sex. Now, Tiger

ail later.

Tall

"Wait a little, my dear, I'll explain it all me, what was this man likat. Ba

"Tall, well-dressed, a bit foreign-looking in a way, I the war had not been on. I might have thought he was'n German--as it fa, he was probably aż Swede: Izabel i. quite cosmopolitan, you know "btn

The maid entered.

"The telephone, my lady." "Thank you, Mitchell."

As she walked to the door, she wondered if the mald noticed her unsteady gait. The strain of the past two days had been almost unbearable. And now this human devil

was pressing her again.

With a hand that shook, she took off the receiver. "Lady Maltby?" she heard.

who is it?" As though she did not know. "The new patterns have arrived, my, lady; perhaps you would be kind enough to look in sometime? This evening at nine o'clock would suit. You will? Thank you very much, my lady."

She had not said a word, but such was the power the speaker held over her, he had insolently, taken her acquie- scence for granted.

"Hello, Isabel!"

The door had opened without her hearing it, but the sound of her husband's voice, coming at that moment, was prostrating. She fell backwards, dragging the instrument willi

her the floor.

"Isabel! You're ill again! Shail I 'phone that fellow

Crous

The words seemed to come from a great distance; sho was rapidly losing consciousness; all she could remember afterwards was saying quickly," "No! ---Nu! —No! _NOT CROSS, I can't stand him,”—and then blackness swallowed her up.

Sir William Maltby looked what he was, a man both perplexed and worried. Mixed with these two emotions, was yet a third-anger. Why was Isabel so inconsiderate as to behave in this manner? Surely he had enough on his mind without being upset in such a way! It was most thoughtless, But perhaps he had only himself to blame after all; he should never have married, B.girl who had such poor control over her feelings. She could not help being ill, of course," but he had called' in the best man possible, and with what results? Why, she had just said that she could not stand Cross?

Feeling that his endurance was at an end, he rang the bell.

"Your mistress has fainted," he sold to the mald: who was endeavouring to hide her astonishment. "Ring-up Dr. Hoskins and ask him to come round immediately; then fell Louise to come here at once."

Having done all he conaldered possible, Sir William Maltby sialked away.

THE

THE MAN'S FACE WAS MERELY A BLUR; the desk lamp. had been turned round so that the light fell on the visitor. It showed a woman ravaged by fear.

"I tell you I can't doʻli"

"My dear Isabel," the man who sat in the shadows' re- turned; "haven't you righteous English a saying something to the effect that nothing is impossible providing the heart is sumciently courageous? If you haven't, you should have, because it so typifies a certain, type of British hypocrisy. You tell me you find it impossible to obtain the information I require—but you are the wife of the of the National Becurity Department. You are

Se condence,

hin

·I suppose.

you don't know, my husband; he never talks about She clutched at the '

his work to

menrelating The other was

ing

"Perhaps not, but it is my Information that he keeps a lot of papers in the safe in his library at 407 Hans Place, I happen to have obtained the combination of that salo

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BASLE, Dec. 3 (Renter)-Germany has given Ramania a sharp reminder of the Vienna Award under which Rumania was forced to cede part of Transylvania to Hungary, writes the Berlin correspondent of the "Basler Nachrichten."

The reminder was prompted | by the speeches of Premler Antonescu and Vice Premier, Sima on Sunday, bitterly ro sonting the cession.

Losses And Thefts

Jewellery and money to the value

Wilhelmstrasse ometals brand the speeches as revisionist and declaro that Germany will hold fast to the Vienna Award. The speeches caused of $2,600 was stolen from the re- great surprise in Hungary where sidence of Mr Wong Ping-kwan, No. they were interpreted as meaning 14 Wing On Street, between 1 am. that Rumanin was rebelling against and 6 p.m. yesterday according to a the award and also against the report made to the Police, tripartito past to which she had A theft was reported by Mr. adhered ten days previously.

Noolan of No. 5, La Salla Road, from Hungary is working hard to bring whose residence $100 worth of jewel- about a rapprochement with Yugo lory, was lost,between 1 a.m. and 2.36 Slavia which would incline that am. yesterday. country nearer to the Axls,

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