... * By LEN SHAW GOOD evening, Officer. Yes. I 'm the-- man who-- 'phoned five minutes ago. Sorry. Bit breathless. Been running Thank you. Glad to sit down. My knees rather shaky. Er excuse me, but haven't we met Somewhere Some thing familiar about your face No, no Never visited the west coast of Scotland before. Never set foot in Kirkudlicht. Oh Mm. Well Must be imagining things ...

... By KEM BENNETT.* ADRIAN BRITTLE, having achieved the age of thirty-two, fqund himself in the mood to marry. He was neither tall nor short, nor was he fat. When provoked, he could display more than competence, either physically or intellectually. He possessed an imaginative wardrobe in good taste and an equable disposition. In fact, Adrian was a catch, and his mother, his sister and his girl ...

... The Short Stories of a Master of Fantasy On February 17, 1947, at the age of eighty-one, the Irish romantic novelist, M. P. Shiel, died at Chichester. The death of this master of fantasy, some of whose works bear the stamp of the poet and the seer, did not pass altogether unnoticed; but throughout his long life he was less widely known than he deserved. Shiel was born at Plymouth, Montserrat, ...

... Stories From Everywhere TWO little toddlers were unable to resist the temptation to explore the newly-built air raid shelter. Just as they disappeared inside a policeman came along. Who's inside there? he asked sternly. For a few moments there was a tense silence. Then, when he repeated the question, there came a reply in a shrill, nervous little voice: Hardly anybody, mister. rT1HE house had ...

... SLEEPING DRAUGHT By FRANK KING DOCTOR MICHAEL KENT was back at work again after six months in hospital. Six months, during five of which his life had hung on the slenderest of threads, while anxious colleagues fought a desperate battle against death. Michael Kent knew that it would have been better if they had lost that battle, if the thread had snapped. He was young yet-- only just forty. He ...

... ,¥>UWU& THERE was a car crash at the corner of the road, and six men who had obviously been celebrating climbed out of the wreck and stood looking about owlishly. The policeman arrived with notebook in hand, but before he could open his mouth one of the party forestalled him. 44 'Sallright, he said. 44 No one's fault. There 's no hie one to blame. We all riding in the back seat. THE Victory ...

... CRICKET Even If Incapable Of Playing The Game Women Should, Felt Captain Whinburne, Make An Effort To Master The Rules By Ralph Arnold BUT do you realize, Carstairs Whinburne demanded, that practically all the officers on board this ship are married men? Of course, said the cynical Colonel. Only married men stand a chance in a ship-board flirtation. The technique, you know, is to tell ...

... BUBBLE SQUEAK Stories from Everywhere A visitor to an asylum, saw a man sitting by a wash-basin, the tap of which was turned on full. The inmate held a walking-stick, to which was fastened a length of string. On the end of the string was tied a piece of bent wire. This he worked slowly up and down the splashing flow of water. Have you caught many salmon today? asked the visitor, ...

... Stories From Everywhere ROBINSON had died and gone below. Hardly had he settled down when a hearty hand slapped him on the back, and into his ears boomed the familiar voice of a persistent traveller who had pestered him on earth. Well, Mr. Robinson, said the traveller, I'm here for that appointment. What appointment? I certainly don't remember making it. You don't mean to tell me you've ...

... It 1 1! It L E ARB SQUEAK Stories from Everywhere PUT out that light up there, shouted the warden. A head came cautiously out of an upstairs window. What do you want? came a voice. It's an air raid warning, the warden told her. Well, put it through the letter-box. I can't come down now. A man who wrote a weekly column for a newspaper had a brother-in-law who arrived for a weekend visit and ...

... Stories From Everywhere THE stage was occupied by an illusionist. I now come to my greatest sensation, he told his audience, and without another word he opened a big black box, from which there was no other apparent outlet, put a woman in it, and shut down the lid. When he opened the box again after a few passes with his hands, there was nothing inside but a couple of white rabbits. After ...

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