The Washington times., 1937-10-21


be sent into an awful Jail! It's un-
thinkable"
Probably, but that child is just
that, spoiled. had to do what I
did"
Something in the Judges eye
told Ping he had gone too far. He
changed his method of attack.
But Karen's a darling really,
and then there's that big birthday
party for her. A thousand people
invited and it will have to be called
off. Lots of publicity for you, I
suppose"
"That is what Miss Mallory init
mated"
What do you mean?"
"Only that she told me in open
court just how much contempt she
had for me. It was all I could do
to keep from citing her. But I
couldn't be drawn into fight with
a woman-certainly not a beau
tiful one. I'm not that foolish. I
know my limitations"
"You don't mean Karen got up
on her high horse in court?"
Something like that. How
ever, I'd have had to sentence her
anyway, so that does not matter.
It was just-rather amusing"
"She didn't mean it. I'll make
her apologize, in open court, and
then she can go free"
I'm afraid it is not as simple
as that, harrington. BY the way,
did she send for you?"
"No. she didn't want me to
come"
IF I judge the young lady
rightly, that is no surprise to me.
I'm sorry, Harrington, but there is
nothing I can do for you in this
case. Maybe next time" And
so ended the interview.
OFF TO JAIL
Ping rushed back downstairs to
the bullpen. He was too late.
Karen had gone. She had gone in
police patrol to Jail, lovely Karen
Mallory, who had had more pro-
posals of marriage than any other
young woman on Manhattan or
Long Island for that matter.
For years Karen was to remem-
ber that ride to the Jail. With her
went Violet, the girl who had been
driving drunk, and two other
women who were to serve tWo-day
sentences for traffic violations.
Violet kept steady moaning all
the way. "It's my head, it feels
like whole marimba band! Won
der if they'll let me have a drink
in jail?"
The officer riding at the door,
foot up on the opposite seat, said
he thought not.
Behind them, Karen could see a
string of taxis carrying newspaper
men and photographers to the jail.
They're still after me-" Karen
thought, with smile.
"Say, officer, who's this dame
that everybody's getting so exited
about her?" demanded one Of the
women.
"Ask her" said the officer.
"All right, what's your name?"
The woman leaned toward Karen,
who sat opposite her.
Karen Mallory"
What! Not the girl that's al
ways getting into the neWspa-
pers?" The woman just gasped.
Karen did not answer.
"We're in swell company all
right" Violet remarked. us 1t
true your dad has all the money
in the world?"
Karen smiled at Violet. She
was refreshing at least! Maybe
this might be fun. Only five days.
and to the devil with the party.
They could put it off.
whats it like in jail?" Karen
asked.
You'll know in a minute" said
the officer as the patrol drew up
at the receiving door. Come on,
girls, and no fighting! Out with
you"
Together the three trouped in
side the big gray pile. Under the
high lights Of the registration
room they faced a man in steel
mesh cage.
But where Karen was there was
to be no peace. The cameramen
had arrived, arrived in time to
see Karen pass over to the officer
her gorgeous sapphire engagement
ring. her watch and her money.
Cant I keep some of that?"
Karne asked as she counted out
the bills.
THE matron will let you have
some as you need it; now keep
moving"
IN PRISON GARB
Shortly Karen Mallory was
standing outside the shower room
in checked gingham dress. Her
blonde beauty in that plain garb.
with the gray-painted walls as
background, was startling.
The matron smiled at her. This
way. Miss Mallory. come along"
Shall I be in a cell alone?"
I'm afraid not, we're pretty
crowded"
May Violet be with me then?"
"Violet?"
TO Be Continued