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THE NEWS AND THE HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS. OREGON
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SERIAL STORY
; HIT-RUN LOVE
. BY MARGUERITE GAHAGAN
Yaatrrdart Larry ealla Pa.'a
nni brotaar. Bill, U ll abo
tla aaaiaard reader. Bill ll will
l, to a. la rat. Ha la o Katl'r
tomorrow.
CHAPTER XIII
rpHEV aat there In the little
1 cubby-hole of en office Pat
and Bill while the day drew to
close around them. The boy'f
words had shaken Pat more than
ahe realized. He had come to
court prepared to tell lie a
white lie as he believed to save
the man she loved.
She pressed her hands against
her throbbing temples and twisted
around in her desk chair.
"You must promise not to do
It, Bill. You can't do it. If Larry
is innocent he can prove it with
out putting you on the stand to
lie for him. If if he is guilty "
her voice trembled, then grew
steady again, "then he must pay
the penalty. I'll tell him in the
morning that you are not to lie
for him, and it he insists on put
ting you on the stand that you
will admit that you know nothing
at all about the car either before
or after the accident"
J?! The wide-eyed wonder in Bill's
i . eyes gave her courage. The light
1 5 : in them was no longer embar
rassed, but proud. She Bad not
failed him. He and Joe could con-
s tinue to look up at her.
" Pat sent him off home then,
;- pleading that extra work would
"' keep her busy. Actually she
"' stayed to continue her own fight
The trick that Larry had meant
to play with Bill shook her. He
, meant to do everything in his
fS! power to get off clean. Larry
''. would use any means.
;i And what if he succeeded?
What if as the case continued to
morrow she saw he was winning,
r breaking down witnesses who
j J t thought he was the driver of the
i . car? Had she the right to inter-
fere? She knew he was guilty,
.... that he had killed a woman, seri
ously injured a child. He had ad
mitted the truth to her, but the
admission had been to her as his
fiancee. In court a wife could not
be forced to testify against her
husband. Larry would never have
made the admission to her if he
had not been sure of her love and
loyalty. Yet his own love for her
had not prevented him from at
tempting to use BUI, and would
not stop him from putting her on
the stand to swear to his lies.
a
T OVE was gone. She knew that
now. Larry had killed her
love as definitely as when he be
came a hit-run driver. The act
of being involved In a tragedy
was not what had killed her love.
To have stood beside him as he
faced that charge would have
been her right, the privilege of
her love. But running away,
denying responsibility, lying that
had burned the last remnant ol
affection from her heart
She slipped his ring from her
engagement finger, watching the
sparkling diamond catch the rayi
of the late sun. Tears in her eyes
surrounded it with tiny rainbows.
She blinked quickly as the door
of the office opened. It was Tom,
his arms filled with dog-eared law
books.
"Still working away?" he asked
looking down at her while she
tried to blink away the tears from
her eyes. She could feel his near
ness, his kindness.
He put the books down on the
desk, stopping suddenly as his
fingers brushed the ring that still
rparkled in the light He reached
for her hand, touched the bare
finger.
"What does it mean, Pat?" he
tsked, his voice husky with feel
ing. "Can I help? Have you had
i quarrel with with someone?"
a
SOMEHOW sHe controlled her
self. "It's all over, Tom. I'm
a lot better off. It it just wasn't
meant to be. I see that now. I'm
glad I found out in time."
"I don't know who he Is, but
t do know he's a fool to let some-
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thing take you away from h! ,
f wouldn't if I were in his plat
I'd fight to keep you. There
wouldn't be anything I wouldn't
lo If I were this cnap."
"That's because you're different
Tom. You're you're Just you:
honest and Kina.
'rft vnii mun that?"
"Vao m'.rvnno knnwi it. You
can't be swerved when you know
you re doing what s ngnt ov
can't be bought off. You're hon.
ut true"
"I'm honest when I say I care
far vnu. Pat. Mavbe now isn't
the time to say that not now
when your world has crashed and
foure so unhappy, out us true
mm far vnu more than I'v
cared for anyone before in my
whole life. All these weeks over
here I've watched you, wanted to
be near you, waited in the morn
ing for you to come in tne court
room, planned so that I could eat
when you were ready, hung
around laH lust to say soodby in
the aftfrncjn. I love you. I didn't
think I had a chance before, but
now, Pat now do you think
hawt
She put her hand over his, feel
tag his strength and courage, hi
gentleness and understanding.
"I've never known anyone like
you, Tom. 1 wish I could think.
Only everything is so mixed up,
so so horribly contused. '
"I know, darling. I know.
can wait and I will. Tomorrow,
or next week, or next month-
sometime, though, perhaps you'U
let me tell you more of what I
feel."
She nodded. "Knowing that you
care helps right now. Yes later
I'll be able to think clearer, and
then "
TTE touched her hair and picked
up his books. She heard the
door close after him. Tomorrow
or the next day, he had said. To
morrow there would be other
things to think about Tomorrow
the case would continue. Larry
would be found innocent or guilty,
Tomorrow Tom would either be
due for congratulations for be
ginning his winning crusade
against traffic offenders, or he
would slip back into the role of
inefficient prosecutor who lost an
important case.
She put her work away, slipped
into her wraps and went down
on the street She walked to try
and see the threads of the pattern.
Larry and his secret that she
shared. Tom and his love and
belief in her. Before her loomed
the big Municipal Hospital, its
stone front grimy with the smoke
and dust of the city, its steps clut
tered with people coming and go
ing, some on crutches, others with
bandages on heads and arms, some
with tear-reddened ' eyes, others
clasping wilted flowers.
"Jean Gillespie" she said to
the clerk at the information desk.
"Could I see her?"
"Only 10 minutes left in the
visiting period. She's in the chil
dren's ward on the second floor."
Pat went up through the long
corridor odorous with disinfec
tant Through partly opened doors
she caught glimpses of crowded
rooms, beds, drawn shades, dingy
walls. The children's ward was
anly a little brighter.
Someone motioned her to a bed
In the corner where a small body
lay quiet motionless, in the hub
bub. A worn toy lay unnoticed
on the sheet The child was
drowsy with pain and medicine.
"Mama" she said thickly. "I
want my mama."
Fat turned and walked away.
The lump in her throat was too
big to swallow. Her heart ached
within her, but there was a sense
of peace in her being that she had
not experienced for weeks. The
path ahead that had been so con
fused with shadows had suddenly
become clear again.
(To Be Continued)
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