Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1928-06-23
RESTLESS LOVE
Q By Samuel Ee1uJm 1929
RELEASED BY CENTRAL PRESS ASSOCIATIONS

! rested his arms III her open wIn-
dow. More and more keenly those
impudent eyes were measuring her
But il was the voice. No doubt
about ii. She had him. The impulse
TO look frantically back for Wilbra-
ham was almost irresistible, but she
mastered il.
He continued. grinning, rs his eyes
ssAghed her face: The best thInA
for you 10 DO il 20 back "a Ack-
land Center and take the Natick
road"
DO / 20 through Natick?"
"Oh. surei Turn left there for
South Natick. When you get there.
20 straight" the word straight
was pronounced nearly "strade" F.
through, down the hill and over
the bridge. Take the first road be-
yond the bridge, and keep right
Thatll take YOU through the woods.
three or four miles, into Mcdlield.
Turn right" Che said ride
there. cross the tracks. then turn
left. and you're on the Walpolc
road"
Il don't know that I've got that
quite clear. said she. stirring ner-
vously and fumbling in her bag for
a card. Have you a pencil?"
"Oh, surei" He produced one.
Here. III write ii out for you"
But her fingers frightened on the
card. lie mustn't learn who she was.
He'd almost certainly recognize the
name. mo" she said quickly. "let
me have the pencil, please. Thanks.
Now. would you mind telling me
again. Not 70 fast"
A car pulled Up behind them. and
a door opened quickly He turned
and scowled. She asked. breathlessly:
Which road 10 | take out OF Ack-
land to get 10 HE was Juggling
at something in the side pocket OF
his coat. And swearing. "A voice
Wilbraham's-cried: Drop that
A throbbing roar. somewhere behind.
suggested motorcycles. There vas
an explosion, right beside her, and
the acrid smell Of powder. Her
nerves, tense up to now. went sud
denly limp. She covered her eyes.
She heard a rush of feet, more
swearing. the painting Of struggling
men, a series Of blows. Something
fell. bumprng against her running
board. Then low, quick voices. Will
braham said: Throw him into my
car. Drive him in. Leave your
motorcycles here. I'LL drive this
Another voice: "But you cant,
with that arm, Chief, He got youl'
Wilbraham again: 1T doesn't
amount 10 anything"
Stella shuddered, and slowly low
cred her hands. She told herself
she'd be all right as soon as she
could ret her breath.
Wilbraham appeared at her elbow.
'"How are you now, Miss Bagot?" he
asked. quietly.
She stared at him. His >,Fthing
was rumpled, his hair mussed. He
was busting off his hat on his
sleeve. She saw blood on the
sleeve, and 2 hole, "Oh." she cried.
He shot you!"
Wilbraham said again: fit doesn't
amount 70 anything. I'm going %
drive you in. As far as the town
hall. Perhaps you'll be able 70 90 on
alone from there"
Really, I'm perfectly all right"
"No, I'll drive you" She became
aware. now, Of a crowd about them.
Many cars mad stopped. lhe nigh
way was blocked. Passively She
moved over and let him in behind
the wheel. One III the troopers
cleared the way. The other car. with
a trooper driving. went through first.
Wilbraham quickly followed Other
motorcycles were dashing un. bump
ing recklessly along the roadsiGs.
Nilhraham slowed down TO give q
few crisp commands to n man with
chevrons on his left sleeve; then
drove on.
Il want to congratulate you. Miss
Bagot,' he said. as the car threaded
rapidly through the traffic. You've
done a beautiful job. Beautiful. Well
have this whole gang rounded up
With nanother hour or 50. But how
did you eve find this man
He was telephoning at the station.
was in another booth. and heard
his voice" She stopped short. Her
brain was clearing, %nervously. tquick-
III a plan was shaping. She told
him nothing more.
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