Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-09-04
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s~Sorr,iao ont OF his class. She h hseaones
tc add to fhcir. income ana oeco"es
vrSS GRrNsCoOMBE. n"rt Of the girls,
.sSSo rivss a home 10 Hcioisc but IGNORES
Mory' she is dris'ocrutic. bit thus does
not prevent her bctno unoer the thamo OF
an slLEs, a fat, indoicnt ph,sicidn. acho
~ fSe crii i,tnc,ce in the Me o. I've
SS,,am,ai,v. ne has been guilty o. nco-
Ecffpo patients. and Q has s'oorn penpe-
srce oon'rst hir..
a. s.IES. tr.. ,oho has he,ped Q out IN
az embarrassment. lie loves
| eapHfE, a raitrcss. TO tohon, hos been
SiaJ. phich fact has caused gossip.
"a Nd along toward mornin that
"A lady, who was already scared and
A.,retful of running away from home
and mother, came and slipped letter
r,der your door. tellin' you she had run
,rov and was scared and wanted to go
Mck Would you be kind enough to
take her? Is that so!'
Sales nodded, or the Ford bobbcd his
head for him.
"Likely she put whole lot more into
I'm, letter. She was scared silly and
vou was her last hope. Say. doc. she
trusted you And so you took her home,
mt her way quiet from the man, and
bplned her lie to her pa. And you kept
the letter and you kept her secret for
her,
Eyes. sir, did, Sales spoke almost
ouudly.
"But, doc. what use did Won make
n that lucky letter. ell? Say. You didn t
nae your secret ag'in the lady. did YOU?
Yon didn't threaten that poor lady with
t,Nin' her father or lettin' Sluypenkill
orIck up its ears or nothing of that
sature, did you"'
mo. did not said Sales, almost
q roundly.
"You - liar.' murmured Q. Il
reckon the boys will have to have you,
after all. You're too dirty n pack for
me to handle.
DO you blame man for furthering
his career. for letting a woman whom
be had helped and saved and shielded
from disgrace further it for him!
O made no answer. They were near
ing Sales door and presently the doctor
found himself. a steel hand on his arm.
led back into his own house, through n
sitting room to his Office at the rear.
There Q switched on light and looked
It his watch.
"Not much time--but enough he
said The boys are on their way.
Now, Sales"--he pointed the big. wan.
shaken body to the patients chair and
seated himself in the doctors usual
place behind his dcyk--'this is where
you get a diagnosis of your case.
you're a liar and a coward and a
dirty bully. You're blachmailer:
you're dern near to bein' n murderer.
All your smoothness and your smiiin'
and your slidin' amt agoin' to help
you any now. Your career IL rcachin'
chapter last. Fork out that precious
document Of yourn---I mean. Miss
Grinscoombe letter. It's in your
wastcoat pocket in leather case: I've
seen You iingerin' it when she was
gettin' rcStive. Hurry up. man.
., In the. silence came distant shuf-
ding Of feet.
The doctor pulled out the leather case
numbly, and numbly handed a closely
written sheet to Q. He glanced at it
and put it in his pocket. Then he rose.
Now. he said. I'm agoin' to run
you out of town. Here. Put out that
light. BY God. they're on their way"
He gripped his prisoner. locked the
once door, and with all haste and
silence the two men. Sales shutting
'fantcally ahead, got themselves along
a passage, through n close, clean kit
chen, and ont into a garden.
quit your shakin. man." Q NUT
tered as they plunged down hill,
through brook and into n lane. Il left
note for them on your desk, tellin'
them had took care Of your case. I
mad to have them on their way, to
squeeze the truth out of you. Pres.
sure. All. Here's my hoss :" They
were almost upon the pony tied to
uee near the roadside. before Sales
aW It,. He started back violently.
y whistlng softly through his teeth,
avnued rope from the Western saddle.
l. bought me a couple of these here
ponies soon after l come" he said
! knowed they'd come in useful. You
sS'a me once, doc. you'd run couple
youngsters out of Sluyppnkill.
H,Sles' SSales' listening to sounds and seeing
iSn's up there in his house, brcathpd
last and auAiby.
49,. We'll sir, am agoin' to run YOU
vsa' wv ohrt-four months ago-I called
syu ~, up 10 come see woman took sick
s.ah I'm heart trouble Hero rope set
NNil.a uM ABOUT IA les body. his hands were
iNvS,h tu,sea PACK of him and deftly fastened
"sether at the wrists.
Nv swung himself into the saddle.
vnu aoa '0ld me it was too bad night
i,s iHs .o'o me It was better for them rab-
SisS II" que die or. Well, sir, the woman
niSb, i AZ right. 1t ain't such bad
isn. n., 9o"' There's no rain. The dust
w ~py 'hicH when pony kicks It
oions ni, ~, because YOU didn't drive
aroISS, this road that night. you're
lloc" In" 40 TO run yourself along it now.
the w.v sUu re going to run every step of
ron. ron way TO the Gully. I've got short
drpnr;In. dpn On you and l kin keep YOU from
Mgpsp MGppih IN your tracks. You've made |
So% S,ss nrlnscoombe eat dust now tell mo
1VT ~ you like the taste of it Yourself"
'of.trot. - ''"''e'' 'o"h the hill at
tour' ~, VII, miles Of rough country roads,
by salnae ileS through apple orchards and
thai Ie,us bn under clearing sky of stars
miles pegah TO fade into dawn, four
and 49, u sweat and fear and anguish
In his choking dust When o reined
heayi1r pony at last, the doctor dropped
'co''iy q y to the earth. ''''''