Pulp Fiction, 1920 · page 176 of 208
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Pile Y¥- Edgar Franklin Auther ef “ CHAPTER XXXII. MORE FACTS ABOUT MARY. R the moment he saw only Thomas. ps pounced upon Thomas, his eyes glowing pure joy! ‘It’s all right! It’s all right, Tom!” he cried. ‘‘ She’s safe!” ' “ Oh—is she?” gulped Thomas. “Safe and sound, boy! Safe . and sound! ”’ “ And—er—who is she?” “What?” Peter demanded, _ staring. ‘“What’s the matter with you? I’m talk- ing about the factory. It was a false alarm so far as we ’re concerned.”’ “ What was?” “ The flood, of course!” cried Peter No- ble. “ Haven't you even heard about it? I’ve been too busy to-try getting you on the telephone, but it doesn’t matter. They cut away thé bank and turned the water down the hill before it hit us, and—great God!’ Peter shouted suddenly. “Ts that —is that Sally?” He dashed across the room and fell on his knees beside the couch. ‘““What’s the matter with her? What’s the matter?” he panted. ‘“‘ She fainted and—” 6< When?”’ ‘Just a little while ago.” rT Why? ”? ‘“ [—er—don’t know,” said Thomas. ‘ Something frightened her. She’s so— 't Ever Marry,” “Bis Werd of Heuer,” “The Wicked Streak,” ote. so timid!’’ Peter gasped crazily. ‘‘ Did she come in here to you for assistance? Have you sent for a doctor, Tom? Have you sent for Massey—he’s her family doctor and—” His eye, just then, caught the eye of William Emerson. For the first time he was aware of William’s presence; yet so startlingly aware of it did he become in a matter of one second that even Sally flitted briefly from Peter’s mind. There was that in William’ s.eye at this ‘moment which would have caused a family of fifteen to flit bodily from almost any man’s mind! William was gazing at his late friend with two points of white-hot steel that served as eyes. William was smiling, too. “Get up!” shot from William’s lips. Peter got up. | “Don’t bother about your wife!” he sneered. ‘‘ Her friend here’s fully able to hug and kiss her back to life!” “What?” roared Peter Noble. Him!” bark ed William, quite incor- rectly, as he’ jerked a thumb toward Thomas Henning. ‘“ He hugs her beauti- fully. I’ve watched him at it. Hah! Even a beast hke you can suffer, can your Then suffer, dimn you! Suffer!” He took one step nearer. Peter took one step backward and stared at his part- ner with an excess of amazement that real- ly was warranted. ‘““What’s the matter with this nut, This story began in the All-Story Weekly for July 17. 550 CORE LOOO @ S UN «COM