Evening Star Newspaper, June 25, 1931, Page 37

INSTALLMENT XVIL \EN minutes later Gail went with Dick to the police station. | “I think it would look—better | to have one of you girls along,” &zesmd Sam was lelt Dick st and Phil walked u| with Ariel; Edif Figueroa street to call at the stric en home of the dead child. ‘They got out of Dick’s car at the City Hall. Basement windows gushed harsh 1ight into the Summer night. “Dick, ‘#ill they find cut that she was | onterey with those boys?" ‘They might.” “They man'l! Tl have her le,” Gail | said fiercely. “No, you can't do that. It's all—a mess.” Dick sald sadly. | “But, Dick, don't you see that with | every one here, every one in Clippers- ville, she’ll be ruined! They'll lhh’lk she's the sort of girl who runs round to hotels with boys—" Gail began in an &gO! E2I¢ isn't the making of thing public | that hurts a girl,” Dick suggested with | mild significance. “No, I know,” Gufl]conceded quickly, ] 3 “Just & moment!” Gail had caught at his hands. “Are you sure we can't save her, can't say that Buddy was driv- ""ot that way. I'll do what I can to the question down. But you see, Gn , the trouble is in getting into a mess like this——" he offered tolerantly. “Oh, I know, I know!” She beat her palms together. “Oh, what a fool a girl is- 1" she whispered frantically. “But what possessed her, Dick!” “Oh, I don't know. She wanted a R;;'J? time. She's—of course she's beau- tiful.” “She would have to leave town if it all came out,” Gail decided, thinking aloud, speaking only half audibly. “Would it help if I sald I was with " she asked suddenly. “Gosh, you Lawrences are loyal! No,” he answered, “it wouldn’t help. They'd tear your evidence to pleces in five minutes. And then they'd have you up for per; " He touched her arm. “Let's go in. The dark passage smelled of leather; there were double doors, padded with shiny dirty leather and studded with nailheads, opening into a low ‘dirty Toom. There were bare dangling lights; a man at a flat-topped desk, benches, fences, gates, jen in uniforms com- ing and going, murmurs. “Hello, Tex. Hello, Joe. Goog eve- ning, sergeant!” Dick said. He glanced at Gail. “This is Miss Lawrence's sis- ter,” he added. “I've —I've seen you in the library, sergeant,” Gail said bravely. The sergeant looked suspicious; he was not to be won. “Sorry to have your sister mixed into this, Miss Lawrence.” “Oh, it's terrible!” Gail said in a trembling voice. ‘It's a bad business,” the sergeant said on a dark reproachful note. ‘“Hear that the little girl died?” he asked Dick. Dick’s face was solemn; he stood pro- tectively beside Gail. “Yes. We heard that. them!” he said. “The young lady had no_ license,” Walsh sald, glancing up from his papers at Gail. “If he thinks of us as poor, he'll be- friend us!” she thought. Aloud she said, “No, we have no car.” “It's an awful thing, you know, if a man can't take his wife and child out for a run——" the officer reasoned, shaking his head, mumbling his words. But he was kinder and she knew it. “Your little sister, hey?” he presently asked. Her little sister, yes, she answered, suddenly shaken by tears. She went away and sat on a desolate bench and Dick talked to the sergeant. Benches, spittooons, harsh dangling lights and official cruelty—a horrible! ’(:;ail started as Dick sat down beside er. “Made a hit with the sergeant,” he murmured; “he’s been very decent!” Gall went back to the desk and smiled with blue eyes filled with tears. “Thank you so much, Sergt. Walsh.” “Now you have your sister here at 10 o'clock day after tomorrow, see?” the man said. “Oh, yes—yes. I with her ‘Terrible for come | first time in her life. . | to Ariel, Dick?” n't therc any way of letting her off, Dick? I mean of one of us takin, her place on Tuesday?” Gail ask walking to the car, ,” he said decidedly. lhey'll be decent o her.” “I don't know whn we would have done without you,” she said, wonderlnlk “I haven't’ done anything,” Dicl answered promptly. Gail went on with her musing, not so much about Ariel now as about Dick. He seemed a very rock of strength to- night; she felt a pnssionate regret for all the times she hrd thought slight- v1ngly of him, treated him carelessly. She even was aware of a little self- consclousness with him tonight for the It was as if she had never seen him before. When they went back into the old kitchen and he half sat and half leaned against the table in his usual way she found her- self studying him—fascinated by his ease and his quick emphatc use of words, and his adequacy in this crisis. Whenever he called her “Gail"—and he had called her by her name all her | life—she felt an emotion of pleasure. “Walsh will do all he can; I don't think we need worry,” Dick said. “It comes up Tuesday?” Phil asked. “Tuesday. Itll come up before Joe THE thcnrmof?hfllehnlrwhe'relheut Whlt thlnk'll hlpp.n - chk sald, reflecting, “is that the against Ariel will be dismissed and Ihlt she'll {be retained.as a witness. But there may be dam: from “But wouldnt——" Gail demanded ck;y “wouldn’t Miller have to pay “You don't know that. Miller might The two girls exchanged -enxious “Oh dear!” Gall wailed again. She looked at Phil. “An mortgage just as we were clear!” she said philo- sophically. “No, 1 ‘wouldn't mm the ags! Phil said deliberately. mow on my insurance policy* this o “Phil, are you insured?” asked both sister;, surprised and nfl’uud “T ook out some a little while ago.” He looked at Dick cautiously and laughed & little uncomfortably. Dick gave Gail a look full of signifi- cance and understanding. And when her own smile and sudden flush had answered it, somehow Gail did not , | sue.’ “I think | looks. Td Gates and I know him well. I'm going to see him tonight if I can.” “What's the worst that can happen ‘This was Edith fror —Tlies in just one thing— quality ingredients. Noth- ways made Fussells Real Cream Ice Cream the standard of the world ~—as it is the direct de- scendant of the first ice cream ever made for com- mercial sale—just 80 years ago. Look for QUALITY— and you'll find it in FUS- SELLS—featured by pure food dealers in the factory- sealed package. Pints and Half Pints Fresh Strawberry—Vanilla and Chocolate For sale where pure foods are featured Fussell-Young Ice Cream Co. 1310 Wis. Ave. West 2307-8-9 From Visitor to Visitor the News Has Spread TUNE IN=- ‘TheLuckyStrike tra; every Tuese day; Thursday and Saturday evening over N. B. Cs net- ' EVENING STAR, WASHfNGTON, 0.0, wonder or care about the insurance or even about the accident or about any- thing any more. A funny feeling, strange, shaking, sweet inundated her for a !ew bewildered seconds and she 16st_the thread of the conver-tlnn “Phil's insured wants to marry Lily!” Gall when they were alone later. The Bigcourt pstairs ") court Toom uj was very hot. Some one had drawn the shades at the high, old-fashioned wtn- dows, but they shut out air as well as sunshine and the atmosphere was almost insufferable. “It's kind of like a play,” Sam whis- led anxiously and nery- ously. Phil and Edith were with her; the fifth Lawrence, white and ffl[hl- ened was inside the fence. Dick was Ariel; sometimes they whispered mgem-r often she looked at her brothers and sisters. ‘There were few persons in the room, messengers came and went, men rustled papers at the dark old leather-covered tables. Gall's heart beat fast with a suffo- cating nervousness, When Joe Gates, with whom she had often danced, came THURSDAY, into court and every one rose respect- fully, she watched him with apprehen- sion. , Dick and Ariel went up to the desk at once and talked to the judge, who because he, um- i w mked from face to face serio: usly, biting lips as he listened. He called OE- !g‘so. Gail prayed wildly. Arlel and Dick came down and joined the others. “The case against Ariel is dismissed,” Dick said in a whisper. “So far so “Golhi‘;hll luck!” Phil breathed on a lo “M ler was drunk,” Dick e: hined his words bnrexy audible, hroly forme with his lips. “He's been arrested he fore, Ariel’s fined $15 for driving with- out a license—"" “You mean t.heyrc not going to try|ans her for an; Dick?” “The case 4" ‘They wuldnt believe it. Their eyes moved solemnly toward each ohter. “We can’t—Ariel and all—we can't g0, Dick?" “Sure you can. But mey re going to try Miller and they'll want Ariel back as & witness for the State. They'll have wseden your Don’t Rasp Your Throat With Harsh Irritants JUNE 25, 1931, wuk-urmuurynm."mm-hupma Very quietly they all went out into the hot lunll'ht. Edith hurried to Mul- ler's, Gail to the library. . There was stri ness nm excitement in the weekday morning air. It was queer to !ohwumubnrylt”mmu past 0. Everything was queer. Arulmndeloummfl She was subdued and silent and nervous- ly v‘rhm Dick mame to . at half- past eleven. ‘want her at court, Dick s mow. It wasn't her fault,” Gall ‘She darned 1 1 eom * was lucky!” Vi - mented. “‘Miller’s notek’hu b3 guilty after all. He's uh jesd ppose 50,” eoneefled dis- daintully. But her heart san “Wouldn't you know that Do -na her mother would beat it?" ha buy Bel'. 17" Olowis “Yep. They left this morning for Tahoe.” Gail merely elevated her eyebrows. But she was consclous of a sort of inner shriveling, a hting anger. “Pretty soft for Dot!” Vm said, still ‘with his air of relish, “She got out of the car, didn’t she?” m:"rm ho: prsisted. “Were Larry w " “Were and the Raisch boy so drunk?” “Oh. I don't know Vln"’ Gall ex- claimed, frantic. “Miller's ‘m 8 claim they m-s y’mln" be_frightened What they prove against el What would the world k of Arfel and of all the Lawrences after this? “Dick Stebbins is over there with her,” Van further reported. The name memt stre. and reassurance to Gail. ck's defending her.” “How d’you mean?” Van demunded, with a laugh. “He' l—hokinl out for Ariel,” she said, flushing brightly. Van's laugh seemed somehow to make Dick's claims con- temptible, | “Who? Stebbins?” Certainly. He's a lawyer.” 'Reach for a LUCKY instead”/ “Btud’ifll to be one. yml mean?"” ‘No. Graduatet. took two yean in one.” . “What do you know about that?” Var laughed. 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