And in the Daily News... Somewhere, Ellery Queen and Philo Vance are tripping over each other trying to solve this case. Carlisle's right about Czechoslovakia. Pity he and associates weren't actually saying these things in 1938. Josephine Bungle, Sunken Heights, housewife. "I tell my dippy husband when he's being dippy, and make no mistake, whenever lowbrow relatives or gossipy neighbors or bold fakers like that Oakdale come around, if my husband doesn't know his place I make certain that he does know! Well, wouldn't you?" A MISSING CLUE TO SAM'S SINISTER PAST???? "Sigh. In a year and a half I'll be old enough to be drafted, and then I'll NEVER HAVE TO SEE WILMER AGAIN." Well, gee, I mean, if a guy with a face like yours can get married, it could happen to anyone... Without even breaking a sweat. Okay then, now that the board is all set up, let the chess game begin. So now we know that Mr. Gould works ten weeks ahead. By the way, Moon, what happened to your girlfriend? And have you even looked in that bag yet?