The Ypsilanti daily press. (Ypsilanti, Mich.) 1928-1962, 1944-04-29
By Lorena Carlton

snatched Carlos from her and, in q
way. it was death. Death to love
and a permanent one, for between
them were insurmountable objects
Prism worked frenziedly. So did
Mallory. between her fits of weep
ing. Yet it was after o'clock when
they pulled away from the Monte
cito. Prism had taken care Of
Carlos telephone call with. "She
done few outa town." and a chain
OF, Il don't know, SIR"
Now she sat beside her mistress,
peering alternately at maps and
signposts. You amt headed right.
Miss Mallory. You're goin' toward
Cuernavaca-"
And TaXco. That's right, Prism.
That's where ! wart TO CO." She
heard her maid sigh as if pleased.
The sun set when they were a lit
tie past Tlalpail. Dusk came quick
ly. especially after La Gina, where
they began a irop OF some 1000
feet Something about the scene
seemed familiar TO the girl. II was,
she realized, a LON binatioa OF the
dusk. the loneliness. the rugged
growth akin TO that she had seen
while driving tr Monterrey But
there was something more. tuition.
She slowed her car. OF course
that could be clump Of tall bushes
up ahead OF her. Nevertheless, she
pulled to the side IT the road and
cut of her almost silent engine.
To her maid she said APOLOGIZE
cally. Prism, feel like a hysteri-
cal idiot. but that looks like a car
down the road"
The Negress peered ahead. Miss
Mallory. think you done had so
much worry and grief you're seem
things"
For some reason she turned and
looked through the back window
That looks like car back that
away. too"
Yes" agreed Mallory. gazing in
the same direction as Prism. AL
right. I'll 60 on" She started her
engine ard moved with slow eau
ton. But I'm not dashing into any
thing this time"
Above the expensive purr OF the
crawling machine the women heard
two shots. so close together that
they sounded like Triumphant dou-
bic chords, like those used at the
end Of symphonies. Lights flashed
on at the spot where Mallory had
thought she saw an automobile
Not bothering TO brake. Mallory
whlrled her dark car 10 the left t.
head back toward Mexico CITY.
"Oh-oh." she gasptd in a fright.
ened whisper. looks as II you were
right, Prism" Back Of them in the
spot that Prism had mentioned cas-.
ually there also we're automobile
. lights.
This Is one time amt carin
bout beln' right, Miss Mallory
Just let's get outa here"
The car is so long" cried tn,
girl. With feverish r1ste sh,
backed, yanking at the steering
: wheel TO make the next forwarc
turn accomplish her purpose. Mean.
while the car farther toward Taxcc
had been making the same maneu
vers.
Doubtless a more adroit driver
was back OF its wheel. for II
sWerycd easily and headed back TO.
ward the city while Mallory still
struggled. AS IL In a frozen night
mare. she heard the screechinl
brakes as the other machine camt
upon her convertible, where II
blocked the narrow highway.
Get back" she screamed al IN.
other car Her fear had her so pal
alyzed that her voice was not tn,
jellifed thing she had expected
Let me get turned"
a man leaped from the her ma.
chine. Good 10 d, Mallory. do yot
have to see everything7" It va,
Richard Blythe. in dinner clothe,
In the limousine back 81 him an.