The Daily Alaska empire., 1930-04-16
Chapter 27
TERRoRs OF THE NIGHT

There was only one thing in Jacquelines mind as she walked down the road-to get as far away from MT. carew as possible before he discovered how neatly he had been foiled by a mere girl, who understood the potent effect on a man of an artistic faint.
 She knew it about about 10 o'clock, and that she was some 45 miles from London. Also she did not love dark country lanes miles away from anywhere. They frightened her.
 She kept walking as fast as she could. Twice she tried to run, but the fog was too thick, and each time she fell.
 She had been hurrying down the road for more than 10 minutes when she heard the quick pounding of steps behind her.
 Somebody was running along the road towards her. It must be Carew.
 This was only too true. He had found the farmhouse in few minutes and had hurried back to the car only to discover that the fainting girl had marvellously van- ished.
 Illumination came to him. He realized that he had been sold. The dead faint was hoax, specially staged for his benefit, and he had fallen into the trap.
 In a rage, he went pelting down the road, knowing that there was only one direction the girl could take.
 To make matters worse, he had a powerful electric torch with him and with this was searching the hedges as he ran, to make sure that she was not crouching some where in hiding.
 Jacqueline, who had started run ming directly she heard the thud of flying feet, saw the glimmer of the the torch coming toward her, and saw at the same time a stile close at hand.
 It was the work of the moment to climb the stile and crouch on the other side. 5
 The runner did not slacken, but went straight on past the stile, flashing the light on it. @
 On the particular meadow in which Jacqueline now found her self. there was a path, if 1t could be so called.
 A narrow, winding foot-track led across from one stile to another and she followed this by the feel of the harder ground under her feet.
 When she had crossed two more stiles, she felt safe, So far as Carew was concerned, but there were plenty of other troubles to face She was now completely lost. She wandered forlornly in a bumpy meadow, her thin shoes and stock ings already wet through with the dew.
 And she was frightened. Much more frightened than she had beer of MT. Carew and his melodramatle plot.
 There were strange inconsistencies about Jacqueline. She woule stroll serenely down such places al Paradise Row, Poplar, where Ole Dobbin had lived, with perfect un' concern. She would have gon' just as light-heartedly into thu worst slum in London, no matter how bad it's repute. She nevel dreamed of dangers in the street. of Londons where she had lived al her life, and had never been in terfered with.
 Other things, too, she was no scary about. But she always use' to sing to keep her courage up, she had to go upstairs in the dark and she could not imagine any thing more dreadful than to D alone in country lane at nign'
 To be alone in the middle of foggy field was far. far worse. <,
 suddenly she stumbled over sofne thing. She thought it was mound of earth, and went sprawl ing across it. But the mound va warm, and it rose beneath her wit protesting below, spilllng he on the other side on her hand and knees.
 Jacqueline ran like a wild thin after the encounter with the GOV and was led at last by kindly for tune to another stile. on the ste of which she sank exhausted an burst into tears.
 After the adventures of this ad venturous day she was perhaps en titled to few tears. But sn did not indulge in the weakness 10 long.
 She sat for some minutes sob ping. Then she shook her sien