Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-03-02

other direction, if you don't mind"
with you beside me 1 don't care
where I drive!" he laughed. He
turned the car and headed out into
the country.
Out Of the city he took off his
hat and tossed it into the rear
seat. Betty did the same thing, let
ting her auburn hair fly in the
breeze which came through the
open windshield. The a sped
along a country road, Betty enjoy
ing it immensely. Suddenly they
passed another speeding car. In
stantly there came back to her the
night she and Andy had crashed
his car under the same circum-
stances. She crouched against the
driver. and with difficulty restrain
ed herself from clutching his arm.
whats the matter?" he asked.
"Afraid?"
st was in an automobile accident
which happened when we passed
another car. That was the first
time since then that I had driven
past another a at any speed"
Were you hurt?" he asked, in
terested. N.
Both my legs were thrown out
Of joint at the knee. One is still
yet" she explained.
WAS that what made you stop
dancing?" he asked.
Dancing? How did you know I
ever danced?"
"I saw you several times at the
Iron Door. I always wanted to
know you. I didn't say anything
about it at the restaurant because
I didn't know If Old Sobersides
knew you used to be a sport"
ST wasn't a SPORT 1 danced to
make a living, like q lot OF other
girls"
valid mother, tool" He laughed,
unbelievingly. ,,
my mother and father are both
dead"
II believe that is the variation OF
the time-honored story. Have you
a little brother who has to go 10
the hospital for an operation
mo" Betty spoke shortly. J,
"Cut it out, baby. I know all that
stuff. Maybe you aren't a gold dig
ger or YOU wouldn't be working IN
that restaurant. But I know a
thing or two about night club dane
ers. I'll bet you wouldn't nav
Harris know you ever danced pro-
| fessionally for anything"
"He knows all about it. He loan
ed me the money to pay my nos
pital bills. I think we better turn
back now. George Harris is the
best friend I have in the world"
"Oh no! The wind blows IN that
direction. does i'll Was 1t IN his
car you had your accident?"
ct was not!"
twas the other guy killed or
something's"
"I don't know. ! have never seen
him since. Please turn around now.
I want to go home"
Il will turn at the next cross
road 1t takes us back to town
another way, just Is short as this
me-. You needn't get tOuchy be-
cause I happen to know your past.
I'm not the kind who tells"
Il have no past in the sense you
mean" Betty defended herself
stoutly. Lets talk about some
thing else"
"Oh, very we'll. Very WE'LL" he
laughed again. Il make 1t a prac-
tice to follow the lady's lead. You
can ride with me without having
to walk back. 1 don't want you to
think you are putting anything
v e on me. Harris would not
know if you slipped out for a ride
with me now and then. I'm not
such a bad sport"
I'll speak of riding with you TO-
night in front Of him tomorrow SO
YOU will see I don't care If he
knows. I have never done anything
I am ashamed of. I have done sew
eral things I have regretted. one
of them was to yield to the i'm
pulse to come on this ride with
you"
"Sweet so and so! Would you lis
ten to her?"- he exclaimed. I am
being sat on, I suppose. But there
is no occasion for it. You are as
safe with me as with your very
dear friend, Mr.. Harris. won't
even stop and neck you. ] know
you'll be disappointed, but / really
can't do. it. It might offend Mr.
Harrisi' His laughter was intended
to take the sting out of his words
but failed in its purpose.
Betty rode silently for several