CHAPTER 6Helen waited for Dave to call but the hours passed and the telephone was silent. A clock ticked, waves tumbled on the beach, the tide ran out, and still there was no message. At two o’clock she lifted the telephone but, after holding it for half a minute, slowly replaced it in its cradle. She went back to the couch, picked up the evening paper. She shuddered as again she saw the glaring headline, GIRL’S BODY FOUND ON BEACH. The paper came out while she and Dave were in the mountains.
She sat on the couch and for the sixth time read the story. It was a sensational story. The body, dressed only in panties and brassiere, had been discovered about breakfast time that morning. It was lying, hidden from the house where the girl had bene visiting, at the foot of a small embankment near
