Deadly Penny

The signal oil program? The Whistler. That whistle is your signal for the signal oil program? The Whistler. I am the Whistler, and I know many things, or I walk by night. I know many strange tales hidden in the hearts of men and women who have stepped into the shadows.

Yes, I know the nameless terrors of which they dare not speak. Yes, friends, it's time for the Signal Oil program, the Whisper, rated by independent research the most popular West Coast program. In gasoline, you know, it takes extra quality to go farther, and Signal is the famous go farther gasoline.

So look for the Signal Circle sign in yellow and black that identifies signal service stations from Canada to Mexico. And now the Whistler Strange story, the deadly penny. It was only day before yesterday, just last Saturday, in fact, that Millie Parker made a decision.

It wasn't a hasty decision, not by any means, for Millie was not the type of person who made hasty decisions. There was a mountain of thought behind this one, long, sleepless night, careful consideration of possible outcomes.

She knew, of course, that it would involve stepping over the line into illegal territory. But very possibly, she would find herself a fugitive from justice. But Millie was the kind who'd rather be a wealthy fugitive than a law-abiding citizen who was poor.

It was the loss of pride that bothered him most. The fact that after a full year of separation, she'd need her estranged husband, Yancy, again. So, by the time she arrived, Yancy's run-down boarding house.

Last Saturday morning, Millie was preparing herself for the old tongue-in-cheek approach she knew Yancy would use when he saw her once again. Well, hello, Yancy. Mind if I picked myself up off of the floor?