The Washington times., 1937-01-02
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By MAY CHRISTIE

1OOlIls DIG U1CCO1lSs ColO GAAS
spectacled one authoritatively.
"You wait here till I talk to
you," Ann heard the policeman
order the taxicab driver as she
was led off.
It seemed a long passage. The
white walls were bobbing up and
down queerly, as if she we're on
ship. From far away, she seemed
to hear a voice advising her to
pull herself notwithstanding
would be all right.
Came an interim of blankneSS.
She opened her eyes to find her
self lying on white steel table.
A man in a white coat with a
nice young face--and splotches of
blood upon his coat-was doing
something deftly to her shoulder,
which throbbed fierily.
How did this happen?"
"I-I don't know" weakly whis-
pered Ann. And then, conscious
that this sounded futile and that
no one would believe her, added:
"I tripped and fell-and cut my
self"
Badly"
Ann closed her eyes. Like an
impossible dream it seemed-a
nightmare. She would wake up
and find herself at home. Renita
Parrish hadn't really stabbed her!
It was ridiculous!
Came the voice of the young in
terne at her side.
Feeling better?" You'll have to
rest bit. Lost quite a lot of blood,
you know. Here, drink this down."
A hand under her uninjured shoul-
der, he raised her a little, putting
a glass to her lips.
She drank obediently. Lay back
moment. Felt a measure of
strength return.
Her handbag? Where was it?
They would open it, find her card
inside, suspect that she had given
a false name!
When she asked for it, she was
told that it was with her dress and
coat ana hat.
She said: Il want to GO home"
mo. You must lie still for at
least a half-hour. At the end of
that time, give her hot milk with
dash Of Scotch in it, nurse" said
the young inferno, "and meantime
better telephone her people"
Ann struggled up. THAT isn't
necessary, pleaSe!"
She was helped to an inner room
and settled on a couch, and told to
rest quietly.
When finally she was dressed,
and on her way out, the policeman
she had first seen on her entrance
to the hospital stopped her with a
blunt inquiry as to how the acci-
dent had occurred? With open
notebook in his hand, and pencil
poised under the name she had
given: Nellie Wagner" he asked
for her address and full particu-
lars.
4 live at 385 West Eightieth
Street." Ann said desperately, at
random, and I tripped on the
edge of the sidewalk as I was cross
ing Twelfth Street. 1t was quite
dark, you underStand-"
Then how did you manage to
get to Bleecker Street in the con.
dition you were IMP" the guardian |
of the law asked sharply, appar.
emily unconVinced.
I-well-I suppose I wan
deren-"
Hum? Been on some party in
the Village, was that it?"
Some party? Yes, it had been
some party, with a terrifying end
ing! Odd-but natural that it was
she who was evidently accused of
drinking, when it had been her as
Sailant, Renita!
She said, in a voice she tried to
make steady: II assure you, officer,
that I was cold stone sober, if
that's what you're thinking"
"Okay, sister" He grinned
Sceptically. You look Shaky."
Then, to the receptionist: What
about sending her home in the am
bulance?"
mo! A taxi! Please"
Let him think she had imbibed
if he wanted to, but
never advertise her accident" by
tearing homeward in a screeching
stopping the traffic, ter
rifying her family. 1t was un-
thinkable.
"Good morning, Renita! I'm
more than pleased to see you here!
Perhaps you weren't aware Of it,
but you were to get your walking
papers if you hadn't shown up this
morning on the dot of nine! Those
we're Mr.. Bradley's orderS!"
Thus Miss Shellfish, to her head
If stock.
"I've been sick. Terribly SICK"
aid Renita in a low voice.
And indeed she looked ghost-like.
Was Ann Delafield dead? Had
1aa killAd heP last niTht2 Had Sha