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They give happy relief and will help the 15 miles of kidney tubes flush out poisonous waste from your blood. Get Doan's Pills. he felt the small metal object in it and realized Mrs. Nostbye had told the truth. "A dog whistle," he explained, holding it up to the others. Then he started as the lights flashed on behind them as the Germans, afraid something had gone amiss, turned on the searchlight. But the little boat was safely out of its focus and Eric smiled with grim humor. "They seem to have lost something," he said. Then taking his hand off Nostbye's mouth, "Tell the boys what the Germans have lost, Nostbye!" he commanded. "Tell them how you were going to use this whistle." "You're wrong," Nostbye protested hoarsely. "I wouldn't use it. I always carried it. I'm in the same boat with you, I want to get to England as much as any of you. Look !" He was getting desperate now, staring at the whistle in Eric's hand. "It's broken. It doesn't even work. Here, Fll show you!" Eric pulled his hand away. Then with the others helping he got Nostbye down to the bottom of the boat and dragging out a piece of rope began lashing the man's arms behind his back. "This is no place to hold a trial," Nostbye whimpered. "You're all excited and nervous, you won't listen to reason ! I knew what I was doing. The Germans are going to win. They'd like us if we only gave them a chance. We've got to be reasonable. We live in a reasonable age. They have something new, something that works. What good does it do to fight? They have all the guns. You've got to be reasonable about these things." They didn't answer, not one of them, as they reached down lifting him by the armpits and threw him over the side. Their faces were set as they pulled grimly on their oars paying no heed to the frenzied voice shouting from the water, not giving a second glance when he sank from view. It was hard going, that trip over the North Sea so many others had taken before them. They had to be careful of their small store of gasoline so they rigged up the sails and sometimes the wind threw them back many miles off their course. But even that was better than the days they lay becalmed. Yet through wind and rain they came ever closer, so close at last that the submarine periscope moving across the surface of the water in front of their boat seemed grimmer than ever now that they had almost reached their goal. It was hard to lose with victory in sight. Then thirsty as they were, hungry as they were, desperate as they were, they could still cheer when the submarine emerged and they saw the Union Jack unfurled before their unbelieving eyes. Nothing was as good as the sight of the flag, the hearty welcome given them, the good hot coffee sending life coursing through their frozen veins, the food slowly giving back strength again, nothing was as good. And then here he was in London, Eric Toresen who had scarcely been out of his native village before, sitting there at the conference table with men high in the British combined command. And it was strange seeing Admiral Bowen among them so impressive in his uniform and gold braid, remembering the easy way of him on vacation and how simple and unassuming he had been. He seemed so formidable now sitting there tensely as Eric told of the airfield he had discovered. Commander Harper, the officer who had been doing most of the questioning, looked at him sharply as he finished. "All that you have told us is very interesting, sir," he said. "Providing it's true!" "That I can vouch for, Harper," the Admiral broke in, and he smiled for the first time as he looked at Eric. "Harper is a decent fellow," he said lightly. "But being an intelligence officer destroys all faith in human nature." Then, serioi again, "You know your country like tl palm of your hand. Would you be willir to guide our Commandos to that airdrome: "I'd be grateful to the end of my days Eric said simply. It was as he was leaving the office th; he saw Judith. She was in uniform to : looking so brisk and efficient as she ga\ the sentry some pictures. As she saw hi' the color fled from her cheeks and her ey< widened. "It— it's not possible !" she said. And si went over to him and touched his arm ; though to reassure herself of his realit Her voice sang then. "You're alive! You'" alive !" "And in England, too," Eric smiled. "I started ten letters to you." She looke up at^him steadily. "But I never finishe them." Then as the door opened and h( father came out she smiled mischievous! ; as she straightened to attention. "Oh, you've found each other, eh ?" tl Admiral chuckled. But in a moment he w; brisk again as he turned to Eric. "Tl wheels are rolling already. You and I ad going to Scotland immediately to join rr son." It was hard leaving Judith as soon as I had found her. Eric looked at her as he were memorizing her every feature an putting them in his heart for safekeepinj But there was a lot he still had to lear about his beloved. He knew that the ne? morning when he woke from his night sleep in Scotland. He hadn't known a gi with her. soft smile and gentle eyes coul be so adorably stubborn until he saw he' standing there beside her brother. "I followed you," she grinned. "For tl first time since the war I pulled strings, just had to come up here." And then j Eric couldn't find his tongue at all she wei on gaily. "Would you like to see the typic; sights of a typical Scottish town ?" He would be leaving tonight with tf Commandos and no one knew what fal would await him back there in his nath land. But now he was with her. So far th fates had been kind. He was with he sitting in the cozy tap room of the villaa pub, looking at her, listening to her voio .''The truth^'s I tried to forget you," sli said at last. "You know the things you te yourself— big, attractive foreigner, all ver well out in his native woods but how wi he look in a London drawing room an what would he think of my friends. Yo know, all that nonsense. I tried to for<>t you. I tried to tell mvself, 'there he is i a town full of girls all looking like Gret Garbo. He probably doesn't even remem ber my name." "I remembered your name," Eric sai gravely. «™"rPid 70u?," Her <Ju'ck sm!1e camf What else did you remember?" I remember your lying against a tre with your hat pulled over your eyes, sing mg, and your brother said you vvere scar mg the salmon." "What a thing to remember for thre years about a girl !" she laughed. And the suddenly serious, "Has it been bad?" ^Bad enough," Eric shrugged. "It's been awful. I can tell by your face, she whispered. "I used to pray for vou an' Solveig. You're out of it now and some how things are different. Norway's not si far away now. Somehow what countr you belong to isn't so important anv more Its only what you're fighting for tha makes any sense." "Yes,'' Eric nodded. "It's a kind of uni versal citizenship, so we all somehow be long to the same state because we believ. in the same thing." "And that's the important thing," sh< said eagerly. "And somehow, suddenly know that you look wonderful along 70 SCREENLAND