The Washington times., 1937-12-31

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lpeered out at the loud voices and
the racket.
Nov, remember, you get out
Of here tomorrow" With that
Roth left, too.
Lynn, standing there in the
middle of the floor, covered her
face with her hands. It was dis
guSting! A fury took possession
of her. How dared WildI How
dare he!
She began packing wildly, de-
termined not to stay in this place
a moment longer than necessary.
She began tossing clothes, hats,
books onto the cot. pulling out
suitcases from under the bed.
AS she worked, dawn began to
break. She worked with a white
set face until everything was
neatly packed, the pictures she
had hung with such pleasure, the
little vases, even the disturbing
papers from the table.
She made some coffee and man.
aged to drink it. Then she bathed
and dressed slowly, watching the
slow-moving hands Of the clock.
BY she could stand the place no
longer. Ready for work, she
walked down the stairs, praying
she'd meet none of her neighbors
on the way.
She made her escape and al
most ran into the street. She'd
have to begin the job of apart
ment hunting all over again.
There parked at the curb was
Wild's car. He was at the wheel.
When he saw her he got out and
walked over to her.
Somewhere he'd found a barber
shop. He was shaved, and sober.
Only the fine moisture on his fore
head showed his two days Of
drinking.
Lynn"
She did not answer him.
Don't make a scene here. III
pick you up and put you in the
car if you do. I swear it," And
Lynn knew he meant it. She
opened the door and got in.
Wild drove away in silence for
a few blocks, then parked the
car and turned to her.
I'm asking you to forgive me,
Lynn" He tried to look into her
haggard eyes. II was drunk.
That's the only explanation I can
offer. I'm a fool. If you only
knew what I've been through
these last two days!" He put his
hand over hers and would not let
her take hers away.
you've got to listen. You'd
allow a murderer that! /"
he stumbled on.
He could not tell Lynn there
had been a difficult scene with
his mother. She had tried to be
kind, had tried to make him see
how impossible his infatuation for
Lynn was. She'd kept her tenn
per and had been logical and
straightforward.
And he had promised. If Mrs.
Austin had been bitter or angry.
but she had not been any Of those
things. She had made him see
she was honstly and sincerely
fighting for his happiness. There
were sudden tears in Wild'S eyes
as she continued to plead with
him.
You don't understand how I
love you, Lynn. I mean It'll"
She looked so Ill and tired. He
reviled himself bitterly.
ut was pretty awful, wasn't
lit? That old fool! But I must
have been mad. I ran into Terry
and he said he'd seen you and
that you'd moved. I had no idea
of time. I just came, that's ALL"
An officer came along and told
Wild not to park his car there.
The morning rush traffic was be-
ginning.
"You didn't sleep did you2 Or
eat any breakfast"
I'm all packed, ready to
move"
These simple words pushed Wild
back into the slough of despond.
I'm no good! I deserve to be
shot! What can I do, Lynn, to
make you forgive me?"
Tears were rolling down the
girls cheeks, and he tried to wipe
them away with his pocket hand
kerchief as they halted in traffic.
Finally he saw a place to park
and pulled his car over to the
curb.
You're going to get something
to eat" Together they went into
the nearest automat. "I'll have
the boy bring us something"
The place was crowded now
with the rushing men and women,
! fighting for their breakfast cof.
fee. 1t was noisy and confused.
Lynn leaned her aching head on
her hands and tried to hear what
Wild said above the clatter.
WILL YOU MARRY ME, LYNN?
II say, will you marry me,
Lynn? Now, any time, ever?"
He had to say it twice, to make
himself heard above the clatter
of dishes. The waiter slammed
a tray down and unloaded their
breakfast.
To Be Continued
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