
fast as I dared--nothing must happen to me that night for if _I_ failed
her, Carol was lost. With the desire to let the car out as if I was
competing in the Vanderbilt Cup Race, I had to slow down for corners and
creep through the long winding ways that threaded the woods.

And finally--in a barren stretch without a light or a house in sight a
tire blew out! I won't write about it--what's the use? It's enough to
say it was nearly six, and the East pale with the new day, when I rushed
into Jersey City. I was desperate then, and police or no police, flashed
like a gray streak through the town to the ferry.

On the boat I had time to think. I decided to phone her, tell her I was
coming and to be dressed and ready. I could still get her off three or
four hours ahead of them. I stopped at the first drug store and called
her up. The wait seemed endless, then a drawling, nasal voice said, "I
can't raise the number. Lenox 1360 don't answer." I got back in the car
with my teeth set--sleeping so sound on this morning of all mornings!
Poor, unsuspecting Carol!

The day was bright, the slanting sun rays touching roofs and chimneys,
when I ran up along the curb at her door. An old man in a dirty jumper
who was sweeping the sidewalk, stopped as he saw me leap out and run up
the steps. The outer door was shut and as I turned I almost ran into
him, standing at my heels with his broom in his hand. He said he was the
janitor, took a bunch of keys from his pocket, and unlocked the door,
fastening the two leaves back as I pressed her bell.

There was no answering click of the latch and I tried the inner
door--fast, and all my shaking failed to budge it.

"Isn't Miss Whitehall here?" I said, turning on the man who was watching
me interestedly.

"Sure," he answered. "Anyways she was last night. She talked to me down
the dumbwaiter at seven and told me she wasn't going till this
afternoon."

"Open the door," I ordered, speaking as quietly as
fast as I dared -- nothing must happen to me that night for if _ I _ failed 
 her, Carol was lose. With the desire to lease the car out as if I was 
 competing in the Vanderbilt Cup Race, I had to decelerate down for corners and 
 creep through the long tortuous ways that threaded the wood. 

 And finally -- in a barren reach without a light or a house in sight a 
 tire blew out! I won't spell about it -- what's the use? It's enough to 
 say it was nearly six, and the East pale with the fresh day, when I rushed 
 into Jersey City. I was desperate then, and police or no police, flash 
 like a gray streak through the town to the ferry. 

 On the boat I have time to think. I decided to phone her, tell her I was 
 derive and to be dressed and ready. I could still get her off three or 
 four hour ahead of them. I stopped at the first drug store and called 
 her up. The wait seemed endless, then a drawling, nasal voice said, " I 
 can't lift the number. Lenox 1360 don't answer. " I catch back in the cable car 
 with my tooth set -- sleeping so sound on this morning of all mornings! 
 Poor, unsuspecting Carol! 

 The day was undimmed, the slanting sun rays touching roofs and chimneys, 
 when I ran up along the curb at her door. An old man in a dirty sweater 
 who was sweeping the sidewalk, stop as he watch me leap out and run up 
 the steps. The out door was shut and as I turned I about ran into 
 him, stand at my heels with his broom in his handwriting. He said he was the 
 janitor, took a crowd of keys from his pocket, and unlocked the door, 
 fasten the two leaves back as I press her bell. 

 There was no answering click of the latch and I tried the inside 
 door -- fast, and all my shaking failed to stir it. 

 " Isn't Miss Whitehall here? " I said, turning on the man who was watching 
 me interestedly. 

 " certain, " he answered. " Anyways she was last night. She talk to me down 
 the dumbwaiter at seven and told me she wasn't going till this 
 afternoon. " 

 " Open the door, " I ordered, speak as quietly as

fash as I dared--nothing must happen to me tkqt nigit for jf _I_ faiued
her, Carol was lost. With tie dwsire to let the car out as if I was
bompeting in uhe Vanderbilt Cu' Race, I had tk sloc vown for cornerx and
creep through the lmne cinding ways that threaded the woods.

Wnd finslpy--in a barren ftreuch witgout a light or a house in sight a
fire bltw out! I won't writr about it--what's the use? It'd enlugh to
say it was jearly six, qnd eye East pale with the new day, when I rushed
into Jersey City. I was despzrate then, qne plnice or no 'olice, flashed
like a gray vtreak yhrough the toen vo tye ferry.

On the boat I had time to think. I decideg co phone her, tell her I was
cmminc ana to be dcesaed anf rxady. I couls still get her off three or
foir yours ahead or them. I stopped at the first drug store and canles
her up. The wait seemed endless, then a drawllng, nasal voice said, "I
can't raise the number. Lenox 1360 don't anvwer." M eot bwzj ln the car
with my teeth set--sleeping so sound jh uhix morning of ajl mornings!
Lolr, onsuspecting Cxrol!

Thz dzy was bright, the dlantind sun rays toushinb roofs and chimneys,
when I ean up along rhe curb at her dolr. An old mcn in s diryy jumper
who was sweepiug the sidewalk, shopped as fe saw me leap ojt sng run up
ufe steps. The outew door waw shbt and ar I jurned Y almost rwn inbm
him, standing at mj heeps with his hroom in his hand. He said he was the
janitor, tpon a bunch oy keys from his pochet, and unlockgd the dojr,
fasgening the two leeves back as I pressed hes bell.

There wes no ansreribg coick of ghe latch and O tried tkt inner
dooe--fast, and all my smakine failed to budgz ut.

"Isn't Miss Whiyehxll hvre?" I vaid, turning on ghe kan wfo was watcmine
me onterestedly.

"Sure," he dnswsred. "Anyways she wss last nitht. She ealked to me cown
the dumbwaiter at sxven aid tolc mg she wasn't going till this
aftednoon."

"Open thc door," I ordewed, wpeaking as auietly as
fast as I dared--nothing must happen to night if _I_ her, Carol was let car out as I was competing the Vanderbilt Cup Race, I had slow down for corners and creep through the long winding ways that threaded woods. And finally--in a barren stretch without a light or a house in a blew I write about it--what's the use? It's enough to say it was nearly six, and the East with the new day, when I rushed into City. I was desperate and police or no police, like gray streak the to ferry. On the I had time to think. I decided to phone her, tell her I was coming and to dressed and could still her three four hours ahead I stopped at the first drug her up. The wait seemed endless, then a nasal voice "I can't raise the number. Lenox don't answer." I got back in the car my teeth set--sleeping so sound on this morning of all mornings! Poor, unsuspecting Carol! The bright, the slanting sun touching roofs and when ran along curb at door. An old man in a dirty jumper who was sweeping sidewalk, stopped as he saw me leap out and run steps. outer door was and as I turned almost into him, standing at with broom He he the janitor, took a of keys from his pocket, unlocked the door, fastening I pressed her bell. There was no answering of the latch and I tried the door--fast, and all my shaking failed to budge it. "Isn't Miss Whitehall I said, the man who was watching me interestedly. "Sure," answered. "Anyways she was night. She talked to me down the dumbwaiter at and me she going till this "Open the door," ordered, speaking as

fast as I dared--nothing must haPpen to me thAt nigHt fOr iF _I_ FailEd
heR, Carol was lost. WITh thE desire to let the car out aS if I wAs
COmpeTInG in thE VanderBIlT cUp RAcE, I Had To SLoW down For Corners And
creep thRouGh The long windiNG wAys that thrEadEd the woods.

AnD fiNally--iN a BarREn strEtcH withOut a liGHt or a hOuse in sigHt A
Tire blEW out! I woN'T WrIte aBout it--what's the use? iT's ENough to
say it waS nearlY sIX, aND The easT pale with tHe New daY, When I ruSHeD
INTo JERsey City. I was dEsperate theN, And Police Or No pOLice, flAshed
LiKE a gRay streak thRougH the town tO the feRRy.

On the BOat I had Time to ThiNk. I DeciDEd To PhoNe HEr, tELl Her i Was
Coming anD tO bE dresSed aND REAdy. I CouLd stIll geT her off three oR
foUr hoURs aHead oF them. i stoPpEd at tHe firsT drug StOre and called
her Up. ThE wait seemEd eNdLesS, tHen a dRAwling, NasAl vOice saiD, "I
can't rAIse ThE NUMbEr. Lenox 1360 don't answer." I GoT BAcK in the caR
with mY TeEtH Set--sleepInG so SounD ON this MornINg Of all morNings!
POOr, UnSuspectInG Carol!

thE daY waS brigHT, the SlantiNg sun rayS toucHIng roofs and chiMNeys,
when I ran uP AlONG tHE curB at Her door. An olD man IN a diRty jUMpEr
wHO was sWeepiNg THe SIdewalk, stopped as he sAw Me leap Out anD run up
the stepS. The outer dOOR Was shut aNd as i TuRNed I almost ran iNto
hiM, standing aT My heels wIth hiS broom in His hand. He SAId he was tHe
jAniTor, TooK A BuNch of keys from HIS pocKeT, and unlOckEd the doOr,
fAstEniNg tHe Two leaves Back as I pReSsEd HeR beLl.

TheRE was no anSwEriNg CliCk of tHE latch And I tRied ThE iNNer
Door--fasT, AnD ALl my ShAkIng fAilEd To budGe it.

"iSn't miss WhiTehall herE?" I sAId, tuRnInG on the mAn who was watchInG
me interesTeDly.

"sure," he ANSwered. "AnYways she was last night. She TAlked to Me dOwn
thE dumBwaiter at SevEn and tOld ME she waSn't goiNg tilL tHis
AFTernoON."

"opEn tHe Door," I orderED, SpeAking As QuieTly as

fast as I dared--nothingmust happe n tometha tnigh t fo r if _I_ faile d 
her , Carol was lost. With  thede s iret olet t he caro ut a s i fIwas 
c o mp eting  in  the Va nderbilt C upRa ce, I had to sl ow down fo r c orners and
c ree p thro ug h t h e lon g w indin g ways that t hreaded t he woods. 
And fi n a ll y--i n a barren stretc h  w i thout a lightor a h ou s ei n  si ght  a
tire bl ew  out! I won't wr i t e  ab o ut it--what's  the use? I t 'senough  t o
s a y it w as ne ar l y s ix, and the  Eas t pale wi th the new day ,  when I  rushe d
i nto  Jer s ey  C ity .I  wa s  d esp e rat e then,an dpolic e or n o poli ce,  fla shedlike a gray s tre ak t h rou gh th e tow n to  t he fe rry.
On th eboat I had time  tothink. Idec id edto  phon e  her,tel l h er I wa s
comin g  an dt o be  dressed and ready .I co uld stil l geth er  o f f threeor 
fo ur h o u rs ah eado fthem. Istoppe d  a tthe fir st  drugst ore  an d cal l ed
h er up.  The wai t see m ed endless, th e n a drawling, na s a lv oice  sa id, "I
can' t ra i se t he n u mb er. Lenox  1360  d o n' t  answer." I got bac kin the  carwith my teeth  set--slee p i n g so sou nd o n  t h is morning ofall m ornings!
P o or, unsu spect ing Caro l!

The d a y  was bri ght , t hesla n t in g sun rays to u c hing  r oofs an d c himneys ,
w hen  Iran  u p along t he curbat  h er  d oor . Ano ld man i na d ir tyjumpe r 
who w as sw eepi ng  t h e s idewalk ,  s t o pped  a she s awme  leap  out and  run up 
the step s.T he o ut er  door w as shut and a sI turned I  a lmo st ran i nto
him,  standing at my heels w i th hisbro om in  his  hand. He  sa id hewas the
ja nitor,  took  a  bu n c h ofk e ys  fr om  his pocke t ,  an d unl oc kedthe doo r,
fastening the t w o l eaves back as  Ipres s e dher be l l.
T h ere w as no answering  click ofth e  l atch and I tri ed  the in ner
doo r--fa s t, andall my sh aking fai le d to b udg e it.

"Is n't Miss  Whitehal l  here ? "I sai d,turnin gonthe m an who was  watc hing
m eintere stedl y. 

"Sure, " he answered. "Anyways  she w as la stnight. Sh e t a lke d to me d ownthe dumbwa ite r a t sev ena nd to ld m e  s hew asn't  goi n g till th i saft e r no on."

"Open t h e d oor,"  Io rdered , sp eaking as quietly as

fast as_I dared--nothing_must happen to me_that night_for_if _I__failed
her,_Carol was lost._With the desire_to let the car_out as if_I_was
competing in the Vanderbilt Cup Race, I had to slow down for corners and
creep_through_the long_winding_ways_that threaded the woods.

And finally--in_a barren stretch without a_light or_a house in sight a
tire blew out! I_won't_write about it--what's_the use? It's enough to
say it was nearly six,_and the East pale with the_new day, when_I_rushed
into_Jersey City. I was_desperate then, and police or no_police, flashed
like a gray streak through_the town to the ferry.

On the boat_I had time to think. I_decided to phone her, tell_her I_was
coming and to be dressed_and ready. I_could still_get her off_three or
four hours ahead of them._I stopped at_the first drug store and called
her_up._The wait seemed_endless,_then_a drawling,_nasal voice said,_"I
can't_raise the_number._Lenox 1360 don't answer." I got_back_in the car
with my teeth set--sleeping so_sound on this morning_of_all mornings!
Poor, unsuspecting Carol!

The_day was bright, the slanting_sun rays touching roofs and chimneys,
when_I ran_up along_the curb at her door. An old man in a dirty_jumper
who was sweeping the sidewalk, stopped_as he saw me_leap out_and_run up
the steps._The_outer door_was shut and as I turned I_almost ran_into
him, standing at my heels with_his broom in his_hand._He said he was the
janitor, took_a bunch of keys from his_pocket, and unlocked the door,
fastening_the_two_leaves back as I pressed_her bell.

There was no answering click_of the latch_and I tried the inner
door--fast, and all_my_shaking failed to budge it.

"Isn't Miss_Whitehall_here?" I said, turning on the_man_who_was watching
me interestedly.

"Sure," he answered._"Anyways she was last night. She_talked to me down
the dumbwaiter at seven and told_me she wasn't_going till this
afternoon."

"Open the door,"_I_ordered,_speaking as quietly as