The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1902-11-07
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"You set me something to cato
drinkF Me growled. mo more fooling!
amt in the mind to stand it. have
got to stay here until the usual time.
By the Lord, Won't stay hungry"
How'll you help it?' Lie asked.
There is not SO much as a crumb, a
cheese pairing, in the house
so, You've irieked me. You think
that's the way to keep ne from another
woman-and better one" the Bun
said in a kissing whisper. He was muir
derously angry.
They were iH the front room, looking
out over the street, The bed. a cum
brous brass bedizenea affair, posed as Il
secretary throughout the daytime. Lie
had let it down, though she stood fully
dressed III street clothes. The Bun did
not notice it, but one window was half
open, and a keen, wet morning smell
drifted ill., Again he caught the girl
and shook her hard. She looked up at
him Undauntedly, saying, with a hard
laugh; why don't you hit me? Are
YOU afraid:s
mot of YOU" he cried, still very low.
Then he seized her. flung her prone upon
the bed and llnelt with all his force
upon her chest. He heard faint, sick
ening sound of crashing ribs, but Lie
did not even groan. He sprang up and
down again. Again came that sound
of SCATTERING bone. In spite of his rage
it almost Sckened the Bun. He slid
from the bed and stood looking at the
girl. great fear wavering in his eyes.
She sprang past him, clutched the Win
dow casing. flung herself half through
it and shouted, at first weak and
hoarsely, but with the gathering
strength of mortal anguish: "Help!
Help. Help. Murder. Help"
The cry paralyZed him. He knew it
would be answered In ten minutes, in
five, it might be, people would be
swarming all about. Yet he did not
move to seize and silence the girl. He
was in the grip of great superstitious
dread. AS q lad he had heard much of
helltire, of re1ribution. Now 1t seemed
to him all his evil deeds We're coming
back at him in concrete form.
The police We're beating on the outer
door. In three minutes He dropped
to the floor and crawled to Lies feet.
They We're pretty feet and daintily
shod in red high heeled slippers BE
patted them softly as he mumbled out:
you've done fer me, Lie, but take
that back. The--the other one amt no
more'n the dust under your feet"
Lie almost fell forward. She was
dead white and shaking like a Leaf,
vet somehow she managed to get the
Bun on his feet.
Here, you! Quick" she painted,
pushing him weakly toward the bed
and down upon it. Then, with her hast
remnant of vital force, she pushed a
clicking catch out Of place and lat tho
heavy bed snap together, catching the
Bun harmlessly but uncomfortably in
it's grasp. When there came thunder
Gus knocks upon the door of the apart
ment, she crept to 1t painfully and let
tn the police. A glance at tbs bed made
explanations unnecessary.
The very next week Mr.. and Mrs.
Ralph Montgomery went travelling
south for the lady health. Since they
did not ask to have their lease vacated,
but paid up for the full term, the land
lord still regards them as having been
pattern tenants. And the police who
ran down futilely several promising
clews 70, the biggest bank burglary OF
3, the seaADn never dreamed that they
had helped the burglar out of particu-
larly tight place.
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