MacDonald kids and their folks._
_This afternoon Jimmie and Jean came over to say good-by because they said their father told them they didn't belong here--that he was taking his family back where they belonged, atomic bomb threat and all--whatever he meant by that. After they left I got to thinking how much I'd like to go with them. So I'm leaving. Somehow I'm going to talk them into taking me with them wherever they are going. So this will have to be good-by._
_John._
Philon lifted his eyes from the note and his glance strayed to thewindow. Dreading to look he took two slow steps and peered down thestreet. The sight of the empty lot on the corner paralyzed him in histracks.
John gone! The MacDonald house gone! Gone was his perfect alibi! InWashington a dying man's words had spelled out his own death sentence.
A step at the door roused him from his horror-stricken trance. Helooked up to see a detective and a policeman regarding him with coldcalculation.
"What's the matter, Miller?" asked the detective. "We've punched yourannouncer button half a dozen times. You deaf? You better come alongto Headquarters to answer some questions about your movements today."
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