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the police patrol?" a reporter
asked the police officer.
What the devil do you think
we'd take her IMP" demanded a
cop. "a limousine? Say, she's nc
better than anybody else when she
gets in here!"
Karen was still so furious she
did not trust herself. Walking -
far as she could, she turned he1
back on the crowd, peering in
through the bars. at her.
Then, with q completely defiant
gesture, she opened her handbag
took out her compact and
powdered her nose with expert
care.
A girl convicted Of a drunken
driving charge sat on q wooden
bench watching. well, grille, you
don't seem to mind this. Lord
have I got q hangover? Ciga
rette?"
| Karen, knowing the watchers
i were pop-eyed. took the proftereo
gift.
"What'd you getP"
"Get?"
How long you're up for?"
"Oh, five days I think"
you're lucky; that old sore
head upstairs gave me ten days
He muSta got UP the wrong side
Of the bed this morning"
That girl eyed the crowds ano
Karen speculatively. "You in fol
drunk driving, too?"
No, just speeding"
Swell country this is getting to
be when a lady goes to jail just
like that for nothing!"
HER FIANCE ARRIVES
Then Karen heard Ping Far
rington calling to her. Ping was
her fiance. Karen, come here,
young Harrington demanded
Gingerly Karen went to the bar
and tried to hide behind Ping.
Darling, what is this all about
Where's Lawton?"
Ping clutched Karen's hands
through the bars, and Karen''
beautiful engagement ring which
Ping had given her three weeks
before cut into her finger.
Nov, honey, I'll get you out o1
this. I know Stoddard. I'll fix
everything. I'm going right ur
there now and see him."
You'll do nothing Of the sort!
"You can't stay in here"
Never mind about that"
"Your mother will be frantic
Wait until your father hears about
this!"
"Thank goodness he isn't II
town."
There's such a thing as radio
and they'll burn up the air to gel
him. You be a good girl and II
have you out Of here in Is min
utes!"
Ping gave her hands squeeze
and Karen ducked to the back o.
the cell again.
In Stoddard'S courtroom up
stairs the crowds had Seeped away
The excitement was over. They
stood outside hoping to catch
i glimpse of the girl as she went OF
her way TO jail.
Harrington. fumbling for hi
card, asked one of the officers j.
the Judge could see him for mo
ment. Stoddard, still on thC
bench, locked at harrington!
card, glanced toward him, anc
shortly Joined harrington in hi!
private office.
do you remember, Judge,
think we were in Columbia to
gether? At least I tried my LUCK
at law for term: we were in Ne
gotiable Instruments together
Right there was where I gave uI
the idea Of law"
"Of course" Stoddard held out
his hand. What can I do fol
you?"
II wanted to talk to you about
Miss Mallory Ping began.
"Yes," the Judge, instantly
watchful, eyed Ping.
"She is my fiancee, you know.
he continued
mo. I didn't know" Oddly
enough, Stoddard felt a resent
ment against this affable yount
man.
"Of course, she can't stay n
Jail and wondered just what you
Suggesr I do"
Stoddard went to his desk anC
pulled out a Sheaf of traffic tick
cts. Here they are" he said with
a wry smile. There's enough tc
play game Of bride with. Last
week I sent up a woman for five
days who did not have as many
violations charged against her as
Miss Mallory" He paused.
But you know, Mallory is pretty
powerful, Ping warned. 1T woulc
be valuable to have his aid: there's
a new campaign coming along in a
little while, and this is a nice job
for a young chap like you"
SENTENCE STANDS
Stoddard was white.
"I realize all that, but there is
nothing can do"
harrington was angry. Its so