Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1935-08-29

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Barry.
Her eyes were incurious-as if she
hadn't till then thought of anything
she could want to ask. And then
without more than the most superficial.
apology in her tone, she said, "Please
reason I'm asking-the reason stops |
and l forget had it, whether you tel
me or not Are you Frederick Ire
lands SOM"
He tried to force from her clear,
polite look hint of why she wanteo
to know; but all he could see was con
flrmation of what she had said: she
didn't ask out of idle curiosity and yet
the answer wasn't momentous to her.
"Yes, am" he said.
She believed him, but 1t gave her
nothing to think about And Hal swore
he would find out why she had asked
that of him If he had to back her
into corner on the last day and shake
her firm shoulders till she told him.
No, not shake them: hold them. per-
haps, but not shake them And II
should be before the last day, too.
1 wonder, he said to himself, If you'd
tell me why you wanted to know that,
without my even asking you. If you
weren't so good to look at, Miss Traf-
ford, you probably wouldn't be making
so much trouble for yourself.
'I've met your father" said Kerri-
oon with ont ocnooio1 ciu
"Have you?" said Hal. "Where?"
'In Paris" said Kerrigan. "When Will
son came over the first time. Were
you with him."
"No," said Hal; II wasn't"
But Hal was wondering why, when
it had never come hard to take chal
lenges he should shy at the prospect
of later pretending to this girl that he
was in love with her. She knew her
way round; he had never seen her be-
fore and would probably never Hal
interrupted himself with fresh won.
der: why couldn't he easily conceive OF
not seeing her again? A little more than
twenty-four hours it was, since they'd
started: he didn't even know what she
looked like with her hat off. Oh, the
hi with it: just remember how easily
she can make you mad and don't 60
Travellers Aid till you have to-
Straight roads long-laid across the
fairness of Ohio, with the sultry, fiat
afternoon in hazy layer between the
land and the stubbornly moving sun.
Then Kerrigan saw Detroit on q
signboard at less than hundred miles
Pulsipher hummed vague, contented
piece of tune over to himself; Barry
and Mrs. Pulsipher were discussing
Florida oranges, mail-order shopping,
red hair, and railway travel with Sis
ter Anastasia's gentle surprise and in.
quiry between them; and Kerrigan
pored over his pocket atlas, putting away
the smoke from his short cigarette, to
identify each strand in the web of rail
roads that converged upon Toledo.
Perhaps two hours more; and even
If the ease of relief was rolling in now
with every mile, the thing to do was
push straight on without stopping,
whether stark hunger overlook the
Pulsiphers or not.
"Say" came Cracks drowsy, con-
fidential whisper near Halls ear. Hal
turned his head little. his attention
In alert suspense. "We could eat in De
troit," Crack said in softly impish con-
spiracy. run right through, we could
not give this bird another chance to
try quick one" Hal made himself
ignore the coincidence: he nodded
briefly and said, "Good idea"
If Crack, basking in the secret sun
shine of his own little schemes, could
be made uneasy, there must be some
thing more to Miller's influence than
Hal liked to allow.
In the next rising of talk behind
them Hal leant a little toward Kerr-
gan and murmured "Is there anything
about that fella that" He thought
he saw understanding in Kerrigan's
eyes and turned back to the road with.
out finishing.
But Kerrigan said. (Which fella?"
curiously. Hal glanced at him again
quickly: the brown eyes still seemed
to understand what he meant And
Hal dismissed the subject gingerly
muttering Later, later"
Across the Maumee and through the
fringes of Toledo. 1t grew dark slow
ly; then the sprawl of city began to
infringe upon the openness. gradually
and in disorder.
"Dearborn," Crack suddenly whis-
pered, and Hal wondered why it sound
ed exciting, even family sinister.
Crack semed to know Detroit. and to
invest the names he spoke with under
tones Of leashed significance: Tele
graph road; Michigan road that went
straight into the dark behind them for
two hundred and eighty miles to be
come Michigan boulevard in Chicago:
River Rouge-a dark-glea aiming creek
that curled under the highway and
gave it's name to the plant where had
worked more people than it took to
build the Pyramids or sail the Ar
NADIA.
you sorta feel things goin' on here,
said Crack quietly behind Halls head
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