The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1939-08-28
CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER EIGHT
The accident was not JOINS
fault. They were driving along a
particularly dark stretch Of road
John had just called attention TO
the clock. We can't possibly
make il into Indianapolis by mid
night. Maybe we should have
stopped for the night, but really
had the ambition to deliver you
safe and sound to my aunt before
midnight"
That's good of you, John. l
appreciate Janet wondered II
she could possibly be happier than
she was that minute. Il wish l
could take the wheel for awhile
and let you rest"
I'm not tired" John boasted.
81 could drive on like this for
ever"
Truck Lunges
II was that moment the truck
lunged toward them from the top
of the hill.
Its bright, bewildering lights
had been hidden in the depression
of the road ahead of them and
there was no way in which they
could know it was there.
OF a sudden it was upon them.
John swerved the wheel to get
out of the way of the truck and
it Numbered past them safely, but
John had gone too near the shout
der of the road.
There was n terrifying instant
in which he pulled at the wheel IN
the hope that he could get back
onto the pavement, but it was a
forlorn hope.
The heavy car slid down the en-
bankment. turning over with q
crash at the foot of it.
John found voice first. He held
the broken steering wheel in his
hand and pushed the glass away
that had crashed down over his
head from the windshield.
Janet! Janet! Are you all
right ?"
But Janet did not answer
Long Time
It seemed a long time to John
before he finally managed to reach
the window above him and crawl
out of it.
Then he reached down, took the
inert form of the girl and pulled
it from the floor of the car.
Janet lay very still. Her lips
were parted and John could see at
a glance that she breathed, but
she was deathly pale.
Janet" John begged, speak to
me. Open your eyes. Speak to
me-" He held her very close.
Janet opened her eyes. They had
lost their vivacity and were filled
with pain.
II think I'm tired, john" Janet
said and closed her eyes again.
1t seemed hours. then, to the
frantic man before he was able to
get help.
The truck had disappeared ir
the night. Owing to the contour
of the road his own a was
scarcely visible to drivers who
hurried by in the night, and no
one seemed inclined to stop just
because a frantic man signaled
them to stop.
In Arms
Finally John took the slight
form of the girl into his arms.
He could not wait any longer.
If none of the p~assersby would
help him, then he must start at
once with her to the nearest house,
where surely he could find aid.
John had carried Janet up the
bank to the side of the road
when she opened her eyes again.
I'm all right. What happened +?
Did we have an accident ?"
MY car turned over. Please
don't sit up yet. Lie down quietly.
I'm getting help. I want to be
sure that you're not hurt"
81 am all right" Janet said a
trifle petulantly. Il guess I must
have tainted, or something. There's
nothing wrong with me. See. I
can move my hands and my legs.
But you?"
I'm o. K. if you are" John
wiped a smudge of dirt from her
cheek. Are you absolutely GER
tain that you aren't hurt in any
way?"
Il don't think I have even a
scratch" Janet declared. II
think it was absolutely stupid of
me to faint. Help me onto my
feet. please"