Henderson daily dispatch., 1939-07-08
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO'

Of1AE WIZ
THE NEWSPAPERS told the
story in its entirety. There were
pictures of Corrinne, and one of
Sarah Anne. The church and its
minister. Lynn and his car and the
lodge were included.
One tabloid showed a sketch of
Sarah Anne escaping down the
chute into dark water, and the ac-
companying story suggested that
she might have been jealous of her
sister.
Walking down the street in the
early evening, she saw the papers
on the newsstands and her heart
turned over slowly. Miss Anne
came up to her.
Sarah Anne, I bought every pa
per on this stand awhile ago-one
hundred and fifty-seven of them
but I guess they've laid in a new
supply. I can't stop them"
"Don't even try People will get
the news somewhere"
Such a few weeks ago she had
opened the newspaper to the whir-
ring of shining wings and had seen
Jacks face smiling at her. Then
she had wanted the press to fling a
banner across the land. But now
she wanted to creep away and
hide.
She found Bob Ransom on the
veranda when she returned. Cor
riIlne won't see me-" he said SIM
ply. 1--WE been trying to get to her
ever since left. She thinks I ran
out on her. I didn't, though"
"Sit down and I'll call her again."
The boy was suffering. She would
insist that Corrinne break that
frozen exterior.
But Bob delayed her. "You must
think I'm an awful heel. went out
to raise the bail-but I couldn't get
it. I'm glad Kennedy came through.
I think I'd have found a way, if he
hadn't"
Corrinne was sitting on sofa in
her room, staring into space. Her
lounging pajamas were pink
sprigged muslin, old and faded, but
comfortable. She was seeing nc one.
When she heard that Bob Ransom
was waiting, she shook her head,
but Sarah Anne detected a sparkle
Of interest in her wide blue eyes.
"Tell him to go find another
playgirl," she instructed. "I've
grown up"
HE has, too."
"He's being kind to me because
I'm in trouble and he won't walk
out just now. But he doesn't care.
How could he? That black-haired
vixen :"
$50 that's worrying you?" Sarah
Anne asked quietly.
mo; only if she had stayed in st.
Louis I never would have married
Lynn. But it's done" She crossed
to the window, parted the ruff1ed
dimity curtains. "Is that a detec-
tive stationed out there? And why
doesn't he ever go away to eat or
something
"You want him to-" Sarah Anne
asked. why, Corrinne?"
Because" The sobs that she
had choked down for the past two
days came in a mighty avalanche,
shaking her slender shoulders, tear
ing at her face, and Sarah Anne
patted her shoulder and let her cry.
AT last Corrinne raised a tear
stained face. well, that's over!
Doesn't the wronged heroine al
ways have one good cry? But I
have to get out-just for an hour
or two. must.'
At the moment Corrinne spoke so
vehemently that Sarah Anne didn't
answer. Corrinne would have an
outburst and calm down.
But instead she suddenly made a
request.
That is why, four hours later.
just as the midsummer moon was
yellow and lop-heavy, Sarah Anne
started down the road to a place
which she had seen once and |
loathed forever.
She was bound for Lynn Rhodes
lodge. The plan was simple enough. |
Corrinne had written three letters
to Lynn. They were concealed in a
wall safe. The safe was fitted intol