Evening star., 1937-03-21
THIS WEEK

The DOCTOR" Win persisted, says you
must have jumped from a moving automo-
bile" The figure remained motioness and
silent. Win said, in her most winning voice,
Now listen, let me talk to you as one woman
to another. | don't know what your past is
and don't care But | do know that you're
in a predicament It's going to take your In
juries some time to heal. You re going to have
doctor and hospital bills. When you get out,
you're not going to have as much money as
you have now You II be looking for work, and
work is hard to find. Now, the public is cruel
and ruthless until its sympathies are aroused,
and then it's generous. If you'd cooperate
with me, could write story which would
arouse public sympathy. People would take an
interest in you. You'd receive all sorts of
offers, offers of marriage from nuts, offers of
employment from people who wanted to give
you helping hand.'
There was brief flash of interest in the
blue eyes. You think might get chance
at secretarial job?"
Could you do the work."
I'm say"
The swinging door of the room was pushed
open by thin n-faced, dark haired man in
plaid suit who paused on the threshold as he
saw Win Layton sitting by the bed.
Sylvia Marlowe thrust bandaged legs out
from between the sheets. The young man
looked hastily over his shoulder, up and down
the corridor. VIM acting on impulse, reached
forward, grabbed the bell that summoned the
floor nurse. and rang it frantically. For mo-
ment she was conscious of the dark, somber
eyes of the young man III the doorway staring
at her with sharp malevolent fxity. Then he
stepped back, and the door swung shut.
Win Layton ran around the foot of the bed.
Her feet slipped on the smooth linoleum. She
went to one knee, regained her feet, and flung
her weight against the door just as the floor
nurse pushed on it from the other direction.
"Oh, I'm sorry Win exclaimed as she sur
veyed the startled countenance of the nurse.
Did hurt you?'
What is it," the nurse asked, looking past
Win Layton to Sylvia MaIlowe. Get back
into bed Miss Marlowe Get back at once!"
Win darted past the nurse, into the corri-
dor The man in the plaid suit had vanished.
Which way did he go2" she asked the nurse.
You mean the man who came out of this
room?"
Yes
He stepped into the elevator. 1t was just
going down.
Win raced for the stairs, dashed down the
four flights to the lobby. There was no sign of
the man she wanted. Did you pass visitor
to r-nneteen?" she asked the girl at the
desk.
The young woman shook her head. mo one
since you went up"
The elevator was on the third floor. Win
rang it down and turned her best smile on the
white coated operator. You brought man
down from the fourth floor minute or two
ago." she said. He wore plaid suit, had
dark eyes, and -"
Yeah He went out through the ambulance
entrance Probably doctor in on an emer-
gency. and he'd left his car parked out there.
How do get to the ambulance entrance?
Down one floor, he told her.
Make it as quickly as you can, please, she
said, stepping into the elevator.
But her quest was fruitless. The ambulance
entrance disclosed only curving sweep of
road stretching in long half-cirCle between
the two side streets.
Win went back to Sylvia Marlowe's room.
The nurse said, She's frightfully upset. We've
just given her hypodermic. You mustn't