Detroit evening times. (Detroit, Mich) 1921-1958, 1941-08-21

blOW escaped ner nedu, Dut lelll
upon her shoulder with the weight
of a collapsing brick wall. She
went down, pretending uncon-
UnceremonionSly shel
was pitched into the back of the
car with such force that she was
gaSping for breath.
The consequences Of her act
were just beginning 10 be clear
to her. When kidnapping job
doesn't succeed. il is usually very
for the person who
knows about II. The moment
these thugs discovered she wasn't
Kent, was the moment her future
would end.
The car seemed 10 he turning,
and they were picking up speed
when the angry screams of police
cars filled the air. From the,
racket, HcSSie estimated about
four cars. She was wrong by so
per cent.
They tried to make a dash for
IL. and Hesslc grunted as She felt
their car fling against an appar-
emily immovablc object. There was
the sharp report of a rifle, and
then A humping indicating a tire
had been hit
In a moment they stopped so
sharply that HeSsie was piled up
in one corner. She could hear the
shouts, the low cross growls Of the
police. the stamping of feet as
they inspected the damage. Far
away the high wall OF an
ambulance shrieked.
Somebody opened the door, and
grasping the girls ankles yanked
her out
You all right. Mr.. Kent ."
the officer inquired. then, What
the hell :" as one of the
Kent's overshoes fell off TO re-
veal a slim oxford.
They set her up on her feet and
began firing questions but all she
could see was the wild-eyed young
man running toward them.
Kent flung his arm around
Hessie, who was beginning to feel
a trifle watery-kneed. They both
sat down on the curbstone. She
rested her head against his Shout
der, and swift glance showed his
face. white and strained.
"Y0u might have been killed."
he told her not quite steadily.
She closed her eyes. Here was
the moment, she told herself
when the long awaited kiss, or
declaration-Or anything at all
should descend. Instead of
cooperating, he seemed lost in
thought.
IL called the police" he eX-
planned slowly. giving her side
wise glance. She snuggled closer.
Because of ThOmasina Black"
he offered. She could have
crowned him Angrily she
struggled out of his embrace.
"What about herr" she de-
manded furiously. He was ex-
tremely embarrassed, and it was
apparent that something had
h appened 49, something that
HeSSic didn't want TO happen.
go ahead with your old
formulas-you and that Black
menace"
"Her nails" he began
dreamily, had that pinkish cast
which Is left after enamel il re-
moved" He chuckled as though
remembering a poem. Sap,
Hessie growled mentally. TO go
overheard about this chemical
moron.
"A chemist" Kent was saying
gravely, "dOing the work she
was supposed to do would never
dare have painted nails. Too
dangerous, chemically"
$50 1 almost got killed in
order to learn about ThOmasina's
nails ." Hessie could have wept
in her rage.
"Not-eXactIy." he mumured, |
drawing her close. Her re-
luctance was overcome by a
very determined masculine arm.
"That woman tried To get away
:" Hessie could feel her
heart humping as Kent gulped, |
T-I flung myself at her,
knocked her down"
He shuddercd and then in a
voice whispered:
"While I was graphing with
her I noticed couldn't help
but notice. YOU Understandable
--uh - rather pleasing - ah-it
was surprising, YOU may be
sure" This time his arm tight
ened, and HcSsfe knew it was a
deliberate gesture.
at opened new vistas," he
was murmuring CHANGING at
her appealing, You know what
i mean"
"Oh AtwelI. YOU darling :"
she began. when he gathered her
close TO him II wasn't until an
officer tapped them lightly.
Break II mp. YOU two" he
ordered peremptorily.
IleSSie glanced up, and winked.
"Scram," she advised. waving
him away. "ThiS gentleman is a
scientist. And this, officer, Is a
clinical clinchw
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