The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1941-04-19
ONE FOR THE
MONEY
~ LOUISE nolAE

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b the loser in q street brsvl
over q woman. A linen handker-
chpf. embroidered with the letter
J had been found near his pros
trate BODY.
Julie paled. She had tucked
handkerchief into the outer
pocket of her purse. II evidently
had fallen to the sidewalk dur
ing the struggle.
She felt definitely II. on. why
had this dreadful thing happened
The affair. instead of being a ro-
mantle adventure. was one Of
stark tragedy. Now the fstes were
laughing She knew IL.
Why had Johnny come to her
aid? Better, far better. TO have
lost the purse. Better. far better,
If Johnny had been anywhere else
than on Forty-ninth street at that
identical moment.
Accustomed To Interrogation.
to weighing each event a. 10 its
influence upon herself, jules
first reaction vas solely per-
sonal.
With all her care and prudence,
she had landed exactly where she
did not want to be, in a street
brawl with chauffeur as her
partner in crime
No one saw it happen. Johnny"
she said worrledly.
Maybe not You can't be sure.
An eye witness may pop up any
minute and the police will be on
my trail Mr.. Spate's roadster il
just about as inconspicuous as a
red fire truck" He sounded quite
cheerful
Thunder Clouds
But you can deny it." Panic
seized Julie as the enormity IF
the thing gained proportion. NO
one can prove"
Let it go" he advised good
naturedly. IF the guy RECEIVERS.
all right. They won't push the
investigation. II he doesn't
we'll take that up when the time
comes" He changed the subject
by exclaming, "Owie-look at
those thunder heads. They're
wasting no time"
Angry clouds now covered the
sun. Thunder rolled ominously.
Each detail of the landscape stood
out, clearly distinct, in the green
ish atmosphere Julie had a
childish terror of storms. Half OF
her mind obviously contemplated
the elements while the other half
surveyed Johnny's problem, and
her own.
Suppose the purse snatcher died.
Suppose Johnny Towne was ar
rested. Would they say that he
had murdered the man? She shiv-
cred in the smothering heat. And
what part would she be called
upon 10 play?
Mentally, but with dreadful
clarity, she saw the headlines.
Blonde manicurist responsible
for mans DEATH" or even worse,
Man killed in fight over blonde
manicurist.'
The papers would do their worst
to stamp her as common, i'll bred,
cheap. Mrs. spate and her son
certainly would turn their aristo-
cratic backs upon a girl whose
name was publicly coupled with
those of a purse snatcher and a
chauffeur, even if the chauffeur
happened to be their own. In fact.
Johnny's connection with the
Spate family appeared to be the
final outrageous circumstance in
the misadventure.
One Thing
Johnny drove more rapidly. bent
upon understanding the storm.
Suddenly the Spste limousine be-
came a symbol of all the things
Julie wanted and which she stood
to lose.
For one small thing she was
thankful. Not Mike nor Enid
nor Susie would connect her
with the sordid tragedy. Cir
cumstances had prevented her
from relating the story. For
that she was grateful.
Troubled eyes on the back Of
Johnny's head. Julie carefully un-
rolled the dreams of the past day
and night. She pressed the neat
cushions with her hands.
This was what she wanted, a
limousine like this, yes. and a
hveried chauffeur, beautiful
home, servants, lovely clothes,
furs, jewels
Julie set her quivering chin.
These things were within her
grasp and she would not be de-
MED because OF a stupid occur
renee for which she was in no
way responsible. Shed put the
entire problem from her mind. fret
no more about it,
But uneasiness lay. like a blight,
in the back of her mind and she
gazed with dark unhappy eyes at
Johnny's visored cap. the outward
mark Of servility.
ssing the Williamsburg
bridge. her attention was captured
by the fiendish aspect of the hesv-
ems. Darkness had descended.