The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-01-17
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 nana had left her husband, be- f7ngfnR hl min love with PAULA LONG. Scott believes Dana Aeft him because he was poor.
 After the separation, he be" musnes . partner of the towns ontssanding physician, DIR. OS- BORNE.
 NANCY, dana's half-siStet, loves Renmle, but has always COcnealed her feeling from him On an i'm. nulge. she tells him aDna still loves Scott. Bonnie refuses to believe her.
 Wlth no heart In her plans, Dana goes ahead with her prep arstlOns to marry ROnnie. AUNT ELLEN, Dana's romantic great aunt, goes to DIR. OSBORNE ana tells him Dana and RonnIe plan to marry that night. Dr. Osborne telephone Scott, who is out or tae city.
 Driving at breslsneck speed, scott's car crashes with another car.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER XIV
 The middle.aged man dreaded ,reaching the wreckage few yards away. There would, probably, be ht- kle he could do. A smash like that could mean but one thing. There wasn't a chance in @ hundred that the occupants had escaped alive.
 But he saw, as he came closer, flaat one driver had used his head nt the fatal moment. He had turned his car SO that the engine If inc other automobile had struck the side and not the front. This chap, he saw, too, had es- caped in some almost miraculous fashion and was lifting the driver of the outbound car from the tangled mass.
 The middle.aged man said: aThat was @ sorry smash. You're lucky. Is the poor chap dead?"
 aNo," Scott said, Ines badly God"
 "We'd better get him to a doc- tor at once," the stranger said.
 aI'm a doctor" Scott replied. "A hospital is what we need. I'm going to take time to bandage 8 rash in his head, if a surgical case I have isn't smashed to bits"
 The stranger stopped and held the unconscious mans head while scott explored the back of his wrecked car. The case was located in the tangled mass, and Scott bandaged the ugly cut quickly.
 sThe best thing" Scott said straightening, "is to phone from the first house and have an ann buiance come out and meet us."
 They litfed the unconscious youth into the strangers car and started on, Scott supporting the boy in his arms. If the kid died, he would never forgive himself. The boy had been on the wrong siGe of the road, driving with the recflessness, of cocksureness Of careless youth. But 1t took two to make an accident. He, himself, had taken a dozen risks since he left Easton. He had let his car out to 70 a number of times, hold ing 1t around 65 generally. He'd taken the curve too fast. without a thought of Q careless driver around the bend. Deep in his un- happiness, he had been driving mechanically. And another's lie might be the price he must pay.
 The thought of Dana was like a snarp, stabbing pain. Now he could not go to her as he had planned. He must take the boy straight to an emergency room, determine the extent of his injuries and get to work.
 A thought came like a reprieve from sentence. Any of his friends would be glad to help him. Some of them would be making casual rounds and any one of them would drive out and bring Dana to him.
 He knew, with @ sense of deep conviction, that if he asked her to come, nothing could keep her away. It was as simple as that. All of your petty doubts and fears and suspicious fell away from you when the real crises of life came. Dana would come. And never again, please God. would anything in life separate them.
 They were driving steadily and fairly fast. But not fast enough for Scott. Minutes in a case like this counted. He wanted to change places with the conservative, mid- dle-aged driver. This time, with all his faculties alert. and sharp ened by the experience just past, there would be no danger in travelling fast. Speed combined with a black fog of unhappiness had brought this fearful affair about.
 Blood had soaked through the bandage on the boys head and was staining Scott's coat. There was 50 much blood on his own clothing it would be hard for an ordinary observer to tell which of the two was most hurt. Yet ex- cept for some painful bruises, he apparently had come through un- harmed.
 They had reached a lighted house. Scott was. praying there would be @ telephone. He could hear his companion pounding on the door. Then the door swung wide and a flood of light poured through.
 An ambulance is starting to meet us." the middle-aged man