The Medina sentinel. [volume] (Medina, Ohio) 1888-1961, 1921-12-29

voice, terrifyingly unexpected and yet
familiar, addressed her, and hand
was laid on her arm.
In utter confusion she looked up.
It was Martin who stopped her.
For few dreadful seconds a sort
Of vertigo seized Cherry and she was
unable to collect her thoughts. or to
speak even the most casual words Of
greeting. She had been SO full Of her
extraordinary errand that she was be-
wildered and sick at its interruption |;
her heart thundered. her throat was
choked, and her knees shook beneath
her. Where was she what was
known--how much had she be-
trayed Nj
Gasping, trying to smile, ~she looked
up at him., while the ferry place
whirled about her and. pulses drummed
In her ears. She had automatically
given him her hand; now he kissed
her.
"Hello. Cherry; where you goingT
for the third time.
II came into town to shop" she
faltered.
"You what2' She had not really
been inteligible, and she felt it, with
a,pang of flight. He must not suspect
the steamer was there, only short
block away; Peter might pass them ;
a chance word might be fatal--he must
not suspect
"T'm shoppingp' she said distinctly,
with dry lips. And she managed to
smile.
"WelI," Martin said, surprised to
see me?"
"Oh, Martin" said her fluttered
voice. Even in the utter panic Of
heart and soul she knew that, for
safety's sake she must find his vanity.
'rm going to tell you something
that will surprise you" he said. "I'm
through with the Red Creek people r
Martini" Cherry enunciated almost
.voicelessly. She looked from flower
vendor to a newsboy, looked at the
cars. the people she must not faint.
She must not faint. q
"Well- but where are You going?
Homer"
Il was going to the dentist min
ute. but it's not important" They
had turned and were walking across
to the ferry. She knew that there was
no way ii which she. might escape
him. "What did you say?' she said.
II asked you when the next boat
left for Mill valley?" !,
rWe can go find out" Cherry's
thoughts were spinning. She must
warn Peter somehow, It was twenty
minutes of eleven by the ferry clock.
Twenty minutes Of eleven, In twenty
minutes the boat would sail. she
thought desperately Of the women's
waiting room upstairs; she might
plead the necessity Of telephoning
from 1t. But 1t had but one door, and
Martin would wait at that door.
Suddenly she realized that her only
hope Of warning Peter was to send
a messenger But If Martin should
chance, to connect her neighborhood
with the boat, when he met her, and
her sending Of a message to Peter
here II aS. IN
II think there's a boat at eleven
something she said, collectively.
Suppose YOU 90 and find out?'
She glanced toward the entrance
Of the Sausalito waiting-roon, q hun-
dred yards away, and mad hope
leaped In her heart. II he turned his
back on her
<"what are You going to doT' he
asked, somewhat surprised.
n ought to telephone Alixl" Her
despair lent her wit. n he went to
the ticket ONCE, and she Into q tele-
phone booth. she might escape him
yeti While he dawdled here, minutes
were flying, and Peter was watching
every CHI "a 4 esers passer-by. torn
with the same agony that was tearing
her. IL you'll 30 Ind out the exact
time and get tickets, she said, NIEll
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