ILLUSTRATIONS

"What I want to say is--will you be my guest at the theatre tonight?"

"You are the one woman in a thousand who knows enough to look before
she shoots!"

Facing her, he lifted his scarlet visor.

He was Red November.




THE DAY OF DAYS

I

THE DUB


"Smell," P. Sybarite mused aloud....

For an instant he was silent in depression. Then with extraordinary
vehemence he continued crescendo: "Stupid-stagnant-sepulchral-
sempiternally-sticky-Smell!"

He paused for both breath and words--pondered with bended head,