The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-07-05

and then m0LorcaE caine SaiVhS the white ribbon of the road.
 piercing the night with shaft of light. It was Carla driving the Lyssenhop's gray car. and she was laughing beneath her leather cap
 because it amused her to play this trick on her duped and enamored papa
 "Jump ip,'' she said, without more ado. "I'll take you to Salzfel-
 den station. You'll be in good time for the midnight train." Anika, who scarcely knew what was happening, got in. Martin took the front seat beside Carla. Trees, roofs, woods. standing p
 black against the darkness, wind- ing descents, sapling pines exhai- ing their resin, cows asleep in a meadow--all were tranced in sleep
 as the car swept by {. The car drew up.
 Here's the station said Carla.
 Stay in the car. Martin, I'll see the lady into the train." Anika crept out of the car. She
 was terribly tired and very forlorn. Neverthless she tried to laugh and
 make the best of it. She would
 have liked to say good-by to Bulli, but there seemed no chance Tor that.
 "So long, Bulli, she ss.d, and turned her head once mIre before vanishing beneath the solitary lamp over the station entrance. Carla followed her like a body guard.
 Martin felt a lump in his throat
 as he looked after the little figure that was to be conveyed into safe- ty. "So long," he called after her, but she was out of hearing. Soon the train came putting along down the grades, then puffed pompously on again. Carla came out of the station and got into the car.
 That's done" she said. "It's gone very well. took ticket for her to Vienna and gave her some money. That will go in with the rest she has got out of Tat" Thank you very much" Don't mention it." through the darkness. Carla SCcLACO LO lkdNS 0 sOONAA AASlAS iCk . She went into high and opened
 out. She skidded on the wet road. took the corners at full speed. and
 the lake at reckless pace.
 shouted in her ear. T want to get away from my
 self," Carla shouted back. nI C-L .I. r<,t
 with its park, its stream asd sedge- covered shore. | There was a violent jerk as the :, car came to stop with its four l wheel brakes. Martin fell against
 Carla and bit his tongue. What is 1t this time?" he asked appre-
 hensiyely.
 "Oh, don't ask such silly ques- tions :" said Carla impatiently "I'm little crazy, that's all. The whole affair has strung me up. It's
 a fine trick to play on Tat-carry- ing the lady off in his own car.
 Can't you say something Martin? What are you made off"
 What on earth am I to say,
 Carla? Shall drive for bit? Or
 what ?"
 "You ought to thank me. Good Lord, haven't I done 1t all for you? ?
 Simply and solely to please you? Listen--to please you. Surely you
 can say something. Do something.
 Don't sit beside me like that" "Yes. Of course. Naturally. It was splendid of you. I do thank you very much" Martin stam- mered in confusion. The car trem- bled and started up and Carla ap-
 peared to be in a state of great excitement.
 You ought to say; Carla, you're an amazingly good sort .'' Yes. You are, Carla. You're
 an amazingly good sort. That's the truth" said Martin, and he put his hand on her leather glove on
 the wheel.
 That's the only reason why did it ." she murmured un-
 easily. "You don't know in the
 least what good sort I am, she
 added.
 Poor Martin. He was tired out.
 He was utterly done up and also
 starving. And the fast driving in
 the sharp air without his sweater
 had frozen him to the marrow. He
 had, too, an aching misery over l May, who had turned from him in disgust. It was past midnight. He
 longed for his hut and his short
 bed. But some devil had planted
 him there in that car, stationary in the darkness by the shore of the
 lake, with this Carla, who seemed mysteriously wrought up. Suddenly she took her gloved
 hand from the wheel, threw her arm round Martins neck and pressed her innocent girls lips to
 his. There was passion in it as well
 as inexperience.
 From mere politeness Martin
 resolutely returned her pressure, but 1t was more of a collision than
 a kiss. Carla drew away from him at once.
 "Of course you think only of
 May" she said, looking into his eyes.
 'Of course I am thinking of
 May" he answered angrily.
 "We've all got the pip" was all
 Carla said. They went on. and not
 another word was spoken till they got to Frauensee station, where two silent policemen stood notion
 lessly watching the road. (TO Be COntinued)