Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-01-01
INSTALLMENT VIII.

" AMY was right. Nance Belden
Law on the floor of the living room
In a faint. She picked the girl
IL I'D in her strong arms and car
ried her down a short flight OF
stairs that led from her kitchen to the
garage below. She heavcd her into the
car, ran back upstairs, got wet mop,
and by the light of the electric lamp
over the front entrance searched Tor
drops of blood. She found a few and
followed them to the sidewalk, eradicat-
ing them with vigorous sweeps OF the
mop, then dashed back into the house,
damned on her hat and coat, ran out
side again, threw open the garage door
and backed her car out. She paused
again tc smut 1t, then swung up the
street Just as the half-red lamps OF
police cruising car turned the corner
She swung wide to give 1t clear oertn,
turned the first corner and spurted.
She followed zig-zag course until she
felt sure she had thrown the police car
of her trail-provided they had become
suspicious and started to follow her;
she turned up residence street that
she felt reasonably certain would not
be patrolled by traffic officers at that
hour of the night, and speeded up.
Dan Mcnamara was standing on the
sidewalk In front of his house when she
drew up. He reached into her car,
lifted Nance Belden out and ran with
her down an alley alongside the house
to the basement entrance, which he
kicked open. Lanny followed. Up the
stairs to the kitchen the big chief ran,
through the kitchen and on to a rear
bed room Lanny jerked small rug
of the floor and threw 1T on the BED.
LET her bleed on that for while" she
commanded mo sense in messing this
nice clean bed all up. There must be
blood in my car, Dan. Take wet towel
and 20 out and clean 1t thoroughly,
please, while I'm undressing this poor
lamb. Get me one of your wife's clean
nightgowns."
"Ain't got no wife, Lanny. Use one
of mine"
Just as good as any. Get it. Who
takes care of you here?"
MY mother"
Can she be trusted?"
1--WE sent her to the country for
month" he evaded. I'm sleeping mere
and eating downtown"
God bless our home, Dan. Clear out
and watch for Stevie and let him in. =
She ran to the kitchen, turned on
the hot water and set an enameleo
skillet under the faucet; then returned
undressed the girl. In an adjoining
bathroom she found clean towels and
placed a cold one on her head. When
she returned to the kitchen, the
enameled skillet was sitting in the
midst of a cloud of steam, so she knew
1t had been thoroughly disinfected; she
filed it with warm water, carried II
into the room, and with wet towel
mopped the two holes. in. Nance's arm
and examined the wound.
Missed the BONE" she decided. "Blec
like a stuck pig, of course, piece Of her
dress probably carried into the wound. u
In the medicine closet, Lanny dis
covered a small bottle of iodine. So
she doused the wound with it, wrapped
a cold towel around the girls shoulder
and tucked her into bed.
In the living room she found brass
box with cigarettes in it. SO she lit one
and sat down beside Nance, with hez
capable fingers on the girls pulse. Evl-
IDENTIFY the count was satisfactory, for
Lanny scowled at the girl and growled
You little devil! And I crashed the
gate says she proudly. Well, II you
aren't the little hell-bender! you've
got the nerve of lion-tamer!"
She found comb and brush on Dan
McNamara's bureau, and combed ano
smoothed the dank, straggly black bob,
and when that was done she unbent
long enough to implant kiss on the
white brow. Poor Iambl" she MUIR
INJURED. "Nobody's poor lost darling"
The girls eyelids flickered.
1T that you, Lanny?" the girl muir
INJURED family.
Eyes, dearie. And you're all right, SO