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"I don't need any hospital. I'm broke; I must get some money. We'll go to Mendova. I know some people there. I've heard it was a great old town, too! I always wanted to see it." Terabon looked at him; Carline had learned nothing.
He had trusted to his aloofness, his place as a newspaper man, and his frankness, to rescue Carline, and he had brought him away. "You're all righ now," Terabon suggested. "I guess you've had your lesson." "A whole book full of them!" Carline cried. "I owe you something an apology, and my thanks! Where are we going?" "I was taking you down to a Memphis hospital, or to Mendova "
They didn't know but what Mendova might be watching for them, the same as Memphis was. Certainly, they determined, they must go to Mendova after dark, and see a friend who would put them wise to actual conditions around town. They took catnaps, having had too little sleep, and yet they could not sleep deeply.
Palura supplied entertainment and excitement for the whole community, and this happened to be one of his nights of special effort. Personally, Palura was in a temper. Captain Dalkard, of the Mendova Police, had been caught between the Citizens' Committee and Palura's frequenters. There were 100 citizens in the committee, and Palura's frequenters were unnamed, but familiar enough in local affairs.
She's had seven husbands, four's daid an' two's divorced, an' one she's got yet, 'cordin' to the last I hearn say about it. I tell you, if a lady's got any self-respect, she'll git a divorce, an' she'll git married ag'in. That's what I say, with divorces reasonable, like they be, an' costin' on'y $17.50 to Mendova, or Memphis, er mos' anywheres." "How long how long does it take?"
The bookshelves were all empty, and she was just a little too tired to sleep, just a little too stung by reaction to be happy, and rather too much out of temper to be able to think straight and clearly on the disappointment. Mendova had been familiar in her ears since childhood; she had heard stories of its wildness, its gayeties, its recklessness.
He brought in his book of river maps, and together they looked down the tortuous stream; he rested the tip of his pencil on Yankee Bar below Plum Point. "It's a famous pirate resort, this twenty miles of river!" he said. "I'll wait at Fort Pillow Landing. Or if you are ahead?" "We'll meet there!" she cried. "I'll surely find you there. Or at Mendova surely at Mendova."
They went over to their boat, cooked up a big breakfast, and sat around the fire smoking and talking it over. They chattered like boys. They were gleeful, innocent, harmless! But only for a time. Then the hunted feeling returned to them. Once more they had a back track to watch and ambushes to be wary of. They wanted to go to Mendova, but again they didn't want to go there.
I thought there was a lot of of rigmarole and testimony and court business." "Nope! I tell yo', some of them Mendova lawyers is slick an' 'commodatin'. Why, one time I was in an awful hurry, landin' in 'long of the upper ferry, an' I went up town, an' seen the lawyer, an' told him right how I was fixed. Les' see, that wa um-m Oh, I 'member now, Jasper Hill.
I told how hit was, that I wasn't 'vorced, an' so on, but if he meant business, we'd drap into Mendova, which we done. He wanted to pay for the divorce, but I'm independent thataway. I think a lady ought to pay for her own 'vorces, so I done hit, an' I was divorced at 3 o'clock, married right next door into the Justice's, an' we drapped out an' down the riveh onto our honeymoon. Mr.
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