New Britain herald., 1926-06-18
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he throws her In the car.
 CHAPTER XXXVII
 It was the first time in all the twenty-four years of her life that any man but Ranny Phelps had ever touched Sylvia's lips. It was the first time she had ever been kissed against her own free will!
 Dozens of men had tried to make love 10 her. of course! You couldn't be as beautiful as she was and not have them make love 10 you!
 The tantalizing red flower of her mouth drew men in the same way that a rose draws bees to its per fume self; but in spite of them all, she had kept her lips unsoied for Fanny!
 It had not been easy. No, indeed.
 For in these days of "mugging" parties and I-shouid worry morals, men seldom believe that when a girl says mo" she means mo-" But Syl- via always meant 1t!
 And so. when the strange man beside her caught her to him and planted not one, but many, hard brutal kisses on her soft mouth, she lost her head completely.
 She went mad with fury for an instant, and she did an insane thing.
 She braced herself against the side Of the speeding car and hit him a terrific blow just under his ear.
 Let me go!" she sobbed out. through clenched teeth. She was beside herself with rage.
 The unknown Bill let go Of her. He let go of the steering wheel, too. and if Sylvia hadn't seized it with lightning quickness, the car would have gone tearing into q potato field. As it was, il swerved into a fence and stuck there, caught by the barbed wire.
 Back in the rumble seat Fay was screaming wildly. but when the car stopped her screams turned into laughter just as wild
 What do you think this ie, Che Vanderbilt cup race?" she kept calling to the man who sat beside Sylvia But he didn't answer her. He was sitting perfectly still in his seat, staring ahead of him at the brown stretch of the potato field.
 Without turning his head toward her. he began to talk to Sylvia.
 Do you realize that you might have killed Us all by doing that?" he asked her-'by hitting me that way?"
 He was completely sober now.
 Sylvia only buried her head deep CT in her hands. She was shaking all over and her breath was coming in big, sobbing gasps,
 What did you do it for, you young demon?" he went on with his questions, what did you do 1t for?" He evidently didn't know just why she had struck him.
 She raised her head and looked at him with wet eyes. What dio you-you-kiss me for?"
 The man named Bill didn't an- swer her at once.
 He looked at her thoughttuIly for two or three minutes longer as if he were taking her in. or trying to take her in.
 Well" he said finally after n long drawn whistle, there re stin q few of you left, aren't there?
 Her frown was puzzled. What do you mean--a few of what left 2"
 "A few girls who don't want to pet,' he explained himself. Most girls feelings are hurt if you don't want 10 make love to them ten sec onds after you meet them. You must know that's so, yourself"
 Sylvia didn't argue with him, all though she knew that what he said wasn't quite true.
 She had no desire to cit here talk ing to this good-ooking, reckless person whom she hardly knew. What she wanted was 10 get back to the inn and the baby and Aunt Agony just as fast as she could.
 She opened tn. door of the car and got out