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And
being
seized
by
the
notion
that
her
beauty
might
have
been
permanently
marred
by
this
accident
,
she
was
at
once
thrown
into
a
state
of
selfish
panic
which
caused
her
to
become
completely
oblivious
,
not
only
to
the
misery
and
injury
of
the
others
,
but
to
the
danger
of
discovery
by
the
police
,
the
injury
to
the
child
,
the
wreck
of
this
expensive
car
--
in
fact
everything
but
herself
and
the
probability
or
possibility
that
her
beauty
had
been
destroyed
.
She
began
to
whimper
on
the
instant
and
wave
her
hands
up
and
down
.
"
Oh
,
goodness
,
goodness
,
goodness
!
"
she
exclaimed
desperately
.
"
Oh
,
how
dreadful
!
Oh
,
how
terrible
!
Oh
,
my
face
is
all
cut
.
"
And
feeling
an
urgent
compulsion
to
do
something
about
it
,
she
suddenly
set
off
(
and
without
a
word
to
any
one
and
while
Clyde
was
still
inside
helping
Ratterer
)
south
along
35th
Street
,
toward
the
city
where
were
lights
and
more
populated
streets
.
Her
one
thought
was
to
reach
her
own
home
as
speedily
as
possible
in
order
that
she
might
do
something
for
herself
.
Of
Clyde
,
Sparser
,
Ratterer
and
the
other
girls
--
she
really
thought
nothing
.
What
were
they
now
?
It
was
only
intermittently
and
between
thoughts
of
her
marred
beauty
that
she
could
even
bring
herself
to
think
of
the
injured
child
--
the
horror
of
which
as
well
as
the
pursuit
by
the
police
,
maybe
,
the
fact
that
the
car
did
not
belong
to
Sparser
or
that
it
was
wrecked
,
and
that
they
were
all
liable
to
arrest
in
consequence
,
affecting
her
but
slightly
.
Her
one
thought
in
regard
to
Clyde
was
that
he
was
the
one
who
had
invited
her
to
this
ill-fated
journey
--
hence
that
he
was
to
blame
,
really
.
Those
beastly
boys
--
to
think
they
should
have
gotten
her
into
this
and
then
did
n't
have
brains
enough
to
manage
better
.
The
other
girls
,
apart
from
Laura
Sipe
,
were
not
seriously
injured
--
any
of
them
.
They
were
more
frightened
than
anything
else
,
but
now
that
this
had
happened
they
were
in
a
panic
,
lest
they
be
overtaken
by
the
police
,
arrested
,
exposed
and
punished
.
And
accordingly
they
stood
about
,
exclaiming
"
Oh
,
gee
,
hurry
,
ca
n't
you
?
Oh
,
dear
,
we
ought
all
of
us
to
get
away
from
here
.
Oh
,
it
's
all
so
terrible
.
"
Until
at
last
Hegglund
exclaimed
:
"
For
Christ
's
sake
,
keep
quiet
,
cantcha
?
We
're
doing
de
best
we
can
,
cantcha
see
?
You
'll
have
de
cops
down
on
us
in
a
minute
as
it
is
.
"
And
then
,
as
if
in
answer
to
his
comment
,
a
lone
suburbanite
who
lived
some
four
blocks
from
the
scene
across
the
fields
and
who
,
hearing
the
crash
and
the
cries
in
the
night
,
had
ambled
across
to
see
what
the
trouble
was
,
now
drew
near
and
stood
curiously
looking
at
the
stricken
group
and
the
car
.
"
Had
an
accident
,
eh
?
"
he
exclaimed
,
genially
enough
.
"
Any
one
badly
hurt
?
Gee
,
that
's
too
bad
.
And
that
's
a
swell
car
,
too
.
Can
I
help
any
?
"
Clyde
,
hearing
him
talk
and
looking
out
and
not
seeing
Hortense
anywhere
,
and
not
being
able
to
do
more
for
Sparser
than
stretch
him
in
the
bottom
of
the
car
,
glanced
agonizingly
about
.
For
the
thought
of
the
police
and
their
certain
pursuit
was
strong
upon
him
.
He
must
get
out
of
this
.
He
must
not
be
caught
here
.
Think
of
what
would
happen
to
him
if
he
were
caught
--
how
he
would
be
disgraced
and
punished
probably
--
all
his
fine
world
stripped
from
him
before
he
could
say
a
word
really
.
His
mother
would
hear
--
Mr.
Squires
--
everybody
.
Most
certainly
he
would
go
to
jail
.
Oh
,
how
terrible
that
thought
was
--
grinding
really
like
a
macerating
wheel
to
his
flesh
.
They
could
do
nothing
more
for
Sparser
,
and
they
only
laid
themselves
open
to
being
caught
by
lingering
.
So
asking
,
"
Where
'd
Miss
Briggs
go
?
"
he
now
began
to
climb
out
,
then
started
looking
about
the
dark
and
snowy
fields
for
her
.
His
thought
was
that
he
would
first
assist
her
to
wherever
she
might
desire
to
go
.
But
just
then
in
the
distance
was
heard
the
horns
and
the
hum
of
at
least
two
motorcycles
speeding
swiftly
in
the
direction
of
this
very
spot
.
For
already
the
wife
of
the
suburbanite
,
on
hearing
the
crash
and
the
cries
in
the
distance
,
had
telephoned
the
police
that
an
accident
had
occurred
here
.
And
now
the
suburbanite
was
explaining
:
"
That
's
them
.
I
told
the
wife
to
telephone
for
an
ambulance
.
"
And
hearing
this
,
all
these
others
now
began
to
run
,
for
they
all
realized
what
that
meant
.
And
in
addition
,
looking
across
the
fields
one
could
see
the
lights
of
these
approaching
machines
.
They
reached
Thirty-first
and
Cleveland
together
.
Then
one
turned
south
toward
this
very
spot
,
along
Cleveland
Avenue
.
And
the
other
continued
east
on
Thirty-first
,
reconnoitering
for
the
accident
.
