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Rinehart, Mary Roberts, 1876-1958

"Dangerous Days"


"I'm going to leave," Katie went on. "It'll be my time next. If
he tries any tricks on me I'll have the law on him. He's a beast;
that's what he is."
"Katie," Anna said, "if I leave can you get my clothes to me? I'll
carry all I can."
"He'd take the strap to me."
"Well, if you're leaving anyhow, you can put some of my things in
your trunk."
"Good and right you are to get out," Katie agreed. "Sure I'll do
it. Where do you think you'll go?"
"I thought last night I'd jump in the river. I've changed my mind,
though. I'll pay him back, and not the way he expects."
"Give it to him good," assented Katie. "I'd have liked to slip
some of that Paris green of his in his coffee this morning. And
now he's off for church, the old hypocrite!"
To Katie's curious inquiries as to the cause of the beating Anna
was now too committal.
"I held out some money on him," was all she said.
Katie regarded her with a mixture of awe and admiration.
"You've got your nerve," she said.


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