The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-05-19
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They turned left into lane lined
with poplars. The moon was ris-
ing and the landscape lay cool and
sharply etched before them, like
back drop in a theater Black
against the sky rose a clumsy house
sprouted half a dozen chimneys
Dark Sinister
wait here the man command
ed his henchWOman.
He jumped out and went about
TO the back Of the house, return
ing presently in disgruntled mood
Keys not here he cried to the
woman IN the back seat. Sandra
had an almost insane impulse to
laugh It was 50 absurd this Grim
inal protesting innOcently that he
couldn't get into a house because
he hadn't a key.
The woman Wrenched the car
door open. evincing her intention
OF searching for the missing key
But instead she paused, sitting
scream. Lights were blurring the
roadbed of the lane A car was
coming toward them at top speed
It's the cops" yelled the man
Lets 90" He flung himself into
the drivers seat. The starter
whirred died Again and again he
tried it, desperation in every move.
But the car bore down on them
Run for It'll" said a hoarse voice
Sandra saw the yelled women trip
over a log Then the lights of the
car shone full into her eyes.
You big
Sandra looked up, half laughing,
half crying But instead of the
friendly blue-coated figure she had
expected to see, she found herself
staring into Che eyes of James, the
chauffeur
You all right?" His voice sound
ed relieved The woman, having
picked herself up, now began to
run. In a trice, the long legged
James had overtaken her, was shak-
ing her soundly.
Little sapl' Sandra heard him
saying. Didn't I tell you?"
She could hear angry Sobs, a
protesting murmW. Hettyl 1t was
Hetty who had been her captor,
whose burning glance of hate had
eaten into her very flesh.
W ECOVERING her c o m p sure
IN completely, Sandra swung her.
self over the side of the car.
would anybody she inquired
coo'ly, tell me what this is all
about?"
James turned The habit of re-
spcct was strong, but even Sandra
could catch the note Of dislike
Grudgingly he muttered, You
threw us out without Jobs. You
wouldn't give us even a recommend
II wasn't our fault"
Sandra flushed. She was impu-
dent She didn't deserve it,"
James put restraining hand on
Hetty, whose lunge forward BODIED
no good to Sandra The man, her
original captor, had by this time
disappeared drifted into the dark
ness somewhere.
You better not talk that way"
James said defensively to Sandra.
''You better be glad I come along
in time to save you. When she"
Che indicated the struggling Hetty)
"gets a mad on, she's a sure enough
wildcat. She was bound to get
even"
I'm not going to let her off like
this so easy" painted Hetty. "She
was sweet on you She tried to get
her hooks into you and when she
couldn't, she gave us both the air"
James interviewed. you know as
we'll as I do, Miss Lawrence" we
can't get Jobs without we have a
recommend"
They didn't want that-they
wanted money" Sanders informed
him ictly. They've sent a note to
my father. demanding S5O.OOO"
James grOaned Honest, Hetty
did you do that?'
The girl nodded defiant.
You little nit-wit!" He whirled
on her. DO you know what a mess
you can get us into? You and that
no-count cousin of yours"
II don't care" Hetty said sui
lenly. Il said I'd get her and I
did She's not as smart as she
thinks she is. Anyhow, we got to
go through with it now. She knows
who we are and she'll get the police
after us if we let her go. Don't be
such a chicken heart jim. She
doesn't care what happens to us.
why should we care about her?
Shed let us starve to death"
THERE was danger in the adj
l. mosphere. Brooding hatred.
The smoke Of revenge. Two pairs
of eyes stared at the girl in the
Paris frock.
What good is she anyway?"
Hetty raved. Never does a hands
turn. Makes mischief wherever she
goes. What rights she got TO live?"
Sandra saw something flash in
the darkness. She heard a muffled
report. She watched, fascinated,
the struggling figures.
James turned nis head sharply.
Get out of here" he barked. Run
for your life And if you tell about
this night--if you get Hetty into
trouble-youu be sorry for it,
that's all
Sandra ran. stumbling in the
ruts, almost Sobbing. BriarS tore
her thin stockings and once she
fell into pool of ooze, sinking to
her ankles.
AT last, she reached the main
road, bedraggled figure. Which
way TO turn? She did not know,
so took the right, hoping it led
toward home Her thin shoes were
hopelesSly inadequate. Her body
felt as if it had been beaten.