The Washington times., 1937-11-03

drive when the car stopped.
There was still one thing which
must be done.
Nov start, you wretch!" she
said to the car.
Grind! Grind! The sound
seemed like a pistol shot to the
girl. ut isn't going to go!"
But it finally did, and she went
out of the yard as fast as she
dared. If she could get to the
road before anybody inside the
house awakened, they would not
know: that is, not unless Lucy
went into her room.
INTO THE NIGHT
Just before she turned the bend
OF the road she looked back. The
house was still dark. Then she
stepped on the gas. Mile after
mile the girl rushed through the
snowstorm. She met little traffic
AS she drove she had only her
troubled thoughts for companions
The first thing, Of course, was
to make some provision for those
children. She'd buy them each a
house in the country. The Oldest
boy, If he was ambitious, should
go to college. Karen fancied her.
self at some distant date going up
for his commencement.
She'd get housekeepers for the
smaller children in the two fami
lies. She made great plans.
But now and then more disturb
ing matters entered her mind. Hel
father? He'd be wild at her. But
she had her own money, and what
could he DO? Poor Ping! She'c
give him up gracefully if hi
wanted her to. Her mother
would help her, she was sure. She
could always manage her mother
when she really set out to do it.
And that man! That awful
judge who'd sent her to jail
Maybe she could think up some
thing terrible to do, to get even
She might use her money to fight
him in the next election. But she
wanted something more dramatic
and more personal than that. She
fancied herself, when she had hel
revenge, saying with great mag
nanimity: Perhaps my father
can find some kind Of job for yoC
in his various businesses"
For, Of course, her revenge hac
to be something about his career
He was a career man." Yol
could tell it. 1t was just for hi!
career that he had sent her up
just to get into newspaper head
lines.
On and on she went. The roads
were tortuous and slippery.
She had to make time. For BY
9 o'clock at the latest Lucy woulc
find she had gone. There'd be
a great hullabaloo. Karen gigglec
as she thought of the burning
wires to New York. They'd never
dare try to stop her! She was
sure of that. They wouldn't want
the police to know. And besides
they'd not be sure where she'c
gone.
Karen began to get tired. She
was cold and hungry as the night
began to Wane. The richest gir
in the world was suddenly faced
with that common i'll suffered bJ
most humanity, money trouble
"I can't spend anything for food
I'll have to get oil next time
stop!"
On she plowed. The mountain
roads were bad, the resort towns
looked deserted and dreary
Karen stuck it out until 9 O'Clock
in the morning. Then she stop
ped for gas and spent one pre-
cious nickel for coffee. She still
had 300 miles ahead Of her. Anc
never in her whole life had she
been so hungry.
It was 10 o'clock when she me-
another detour. 1t seemed to hel
she could go no further. But II
had to be done. If she had any
tire trouble she'd be sunk.
Tears rolled down her cheeks
Their salt smarted her chappec
skin. Never in her life had she
been so miserable. She debated
telephoning to Ping. There seemed
to be nothing to do but to marcf
into the first hotel and announce
herself. get a room, go to bed anc
wait for the lightning to strike
Saratoga, and she could go NJ
farther. She was done!
REST
She pulled up before a hotel
found a place to park. Karen Nal
lory had met defeat. She folded
up the rug and turned to put it OF
the floor of the back seat TO
safe keeping. Her eyes lighted OF
a small bag. She hauled 1t out
It had tools in it. She pulled i
forward. It was dirty, but sh'
found a rag in the side pocket o
the car and began working will
the aid of snow from the running
board of the car. 1t did not lool
so bad. She selected a hamme
and a wrench, wrapped them II
Ithe oiled car rags, stuffed SOM