The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1936-09-04
DRAGONS DRIVE YOU

She halted for an instant. water"
she heard some one say. She felt
hands on her; strong, steadying hands;
Martin O'Mara hands. He held her
firmly and pleasantly. She felt that
she could not possibly fall.
Here's water, O'Mara," Mr.. Nor
| delps voice said.
Thanks" he said, and held the
| glass to her lips.
Agnes swallowed and looked up.
"Sorry-sorry," she said.
Then her mother was there. FIJI
take her." she said to Cathal.
"All right now?" Cathal asked
Agnes.
She looked up at him. "Jeb," she
said, Mr.. Braddon's back in that
room? Take me back to him, please"
| she begged Cathal II want-I want
to tell him myself what I said"
"I'll get him." Cathal offered. "I'm
not calling him to the stand. There'H
be no more court this afternoon, l
| think"
"Then," said Agnes, "tell him, please.
I'll wait for him in the car"
Bailiffs opened the way for her
mother and Bee and her. An elevator
lowered them to the ground; they
went out, through the breathless, hazy
heat of midafternoon, to the hot and
dusty car.
O'Mara went to Jeb in the witness
room. He was pleased, Jeb saw; the
hour for him had gone well.
'I'm not calling you today-or at all.
Mr.. Braddon," Cathal said. II thank
you for having been ready. But now
I'll not need you. We're through with
| Miss Gleneith."
"Then where Is Miss Gleneith?"
"She's gone out. She's waiting for
you-with her mother and sister-at
the carr
"All right" said Jeb; and demanded:
"Well, what did she do on the stand?"
"She did it," Cathal told him. "She
| turned the case"
For your rotten little murderer
and your
Cathal drew back little.
"You damned shysterr' Jeb whis-
pered from his soul.
Cathal heard, and knew he was
meant to hear; and he caught control
Of himself. He could not hate this
man now; he could not envy him; to
strike him, physically, would be silly
surplusage. He would not let himself
deliver the blow he could with few
words more. He said, as quietly as he
might in the tension between them:
Some evidence came out in cross-ex-
animation which I neither knew nor
expected"
"What evidence?"
"a statement she made-which she
was forced to make by the State
concerning herself-and yourself"
"What did she say about us?"
"That," said Cathal, ''she wishes to
tell you herself"
AS Jeb stepped from the door to the
Criminal Courts building, cameras
clicked at him again; and the crowd
turned. Jeb heard his name passed,
and he saw lips that passed 1t, smile.
He Strengthened and faced them. Be-,
hind his back, somebody laughed. Jeb
would have liked to turn and knock
the idiot down. He would like, above
ALL to knock down O'Mara. Damn him
Jeb recognized the Gleneith car; and
he halted.
Agnes saw Jeb. and she knew that
she had nothing left to tell him.
He came to the car, and Simmons
opened the door for him.
You'd better take her directly
home," Jeb said, looking in. His eyes
were upon Agnes, but they went at
once to her mother, and he spoke to
her. I'm going to my office"
Cathal drove north alone at nine
that evening. The roads were choked
with cars, many Of them parked, more
of them barely rolling as their pos
SCISSORS sought the night and relief, in
the little breezes Of motion, from the
duh and heavy heat.
Another day, whatever its triumphs
and despairs, was done; its final pale
f1aunt was furled in the west. Dark
ness spread its aeacherous shield to
satisfactions Of the lOngings Of flesh
for flesh. Self-sufficiency capitulated;
one hungered for another; everywhere
young people paired, arms about each
other. lips together, careless what sill
houettes the headlights surprised and
betrayed.
Night. For day, the making of
money, the struggle and the fight; for
night, relaxation and love. Night, with
Deneb, the bright star. low over the
lake-as low, almost, as the masthead
light of little yacht drifting along.
Cathal was clear of the city. Thun-
der threatened, but from far away. Be-
side him, the street-lamps ceased; he
followed the dark lines Of cool coun-
try places.
1t was unlike Cathal to faIter before
a determination he had taken; yet he
passed the gateposts of the Gleneiths'
and drove a mile beyond before he
turned back and entered their road.
1t was ten o'clock, but he saw that
doors and windows of the lower rooms