ng to New York
for the first broadcast. What will I do?"

"Don't answer the telegram tonight," Janet warned her. "Perhaps
something brighter will have taken place by tomorrow."

Janet opened the door of her own room and snapped on the light. As she
did so a small envelope, which had been slipped under the door, drew her
attention and she reached down to pick it up. Helen came in the room
just then and looked at Janet curiously as she opened the envelope.

Janet's face flushed as she read the message, which had been printed
crudely on a sheet of fine linen paper.

"What is it?" asked Helen, alarmed at the expression on Janet's face.

Janet handed her the sheet of paper.

"Go back to the sticks where you belong or you'll get more of what
happened last night. This means both of you."

"Why, the nerve of some people," stormed Helen. "I won't be threatened
into leaving."

"Neither will I," said Janet firmly, "but this thing is getting terribly
serious. Last night I was made unconscious by some prowler and tonight
Jim has disappeared with the script of our radio show."

Janet paused and looked at the sheet of stationery in her hand. Then she
lifted it to her nose and sniffed carefully. Helen looked on in
wonderment and Janet finally handed the sheet to her.

"Smell anything?" she asked.

"There's just a trace of perfume," agreed Helen.

"Ever smell that before?" Janet was insistent.

"It does seem kind of familiar, but I don't know where."

"Wasn't it in the studio?" Janet was pressing hard for an answer.

"Perhaps it was."

"Someone in our company?"

Helen looked frankly alarmed and finally a wave of comprehension swept
over her.

"You mean Rachel Nesbit?"

Janet nodded. "That's just who I mean. This sheet is scented with the
same perfume Rachel uses. Of course hundreds of others may use it, too,
but it at least gives us a clue. And this printing, disguised though it
is, is that of a woman."

"Then if we can find Rachel, we may be able to solve this mystery,"
burst out Helen.

"If we can scare her into telling us something," agreed Janet. "I'll
phone the studio and get her home address. We'll go there at once."

"What about Curt? He'll want to know what's going on."

"This is a woman's job," replied Janet. "We'll let him try to find Jim.
You and I are going alone on this particular mission."

Chapter Thirty

OPPORTUNITY AHEAD

They obtained Rachel's home address from the studio, slip