Ciudad Juárez (Mexico) -- Fiction; El Paso (Tex.) -- Fiction; Prostitutes -- Fiction
Big Boy quivered with rage--he grabbed Harry and Pearl by the arms, and
dragged them out of bed, nothing on his mind except that Pearl had lied
to him again.
Twenty minutes later the police began to arrive--screaming a partly clad
woman, running through the lobby headed for the street, made the more
respectable guests' eyes bulge in amazement.
Pearl's apartment was a total loss. Big Boy had completely wrecked it
with Harry, who had come out of his stupor long enough to put up a
savage fight, all the participants of the party that could make a
get-away had done so, except those that were too drunk to realize that
this might mean a jail sentence. Evelyn had taken Pearl into the
bathroom, with the help of Mickey, and they were trying to revive her.
"I'm afraid he's killed her, Mickey," said Evelyn excitedly, as she
patted cool water on Pearl's head, and wiped the blood off her face.
"Oh, Jees, I hope not--let's keep working with her--maybe we can bring
her around--if somebody don't stop him, he is sure to kill Harry."
"I wonder what that is?" asked Evelyn, as the screams in the other room
became louder, then died down.
"Oh, God, he might have killed Harry. If he has, we are all sure in for
it."
"Open that door, in the name of the Law," came a voice from the outside.
Evelyn rose to her feet, and unlocked the door, swinging it wide open,
as one of the plain clothes men stepped in.
"What's the matter in here?"
"That louse has damn near killed this girl,--we can't bring her to,"
said Evelyn.
"All right, we'll get her to the emergency hospital quick," as he called
two of the other men to take charge of Pearl. "You two girls better come
with us."
"Where?" asked Mickey.
"Police station, sister--you've been there before."
"Well, that's all right by us--we don't mind--we ain't done nothing."
The lobby was in a panic, the ambulance had taken Harry and Pearl to the
hospital, and the patrol wagon was backed up to the door, partly filled
with screaming girls, and three officers had over-powered Big Boy, and
had him in another car.
"You girls get in the wagon with the rest of your sisters," said the
officer who brought Mickey and Evelyn down.
They arrived at the station, and were booked with disturbing the peace,
and disorderly conduct.
Big Boy was booked with disturbing the peace, assault and battery with
intent to kill.
"Can we get out on bail?" asked Evelyn.
"Sure," answered the desk sergeant. "Ten bucks."
"I've got mine, have you enough Mickey for yourself?"
"Yes, I have some dough," as she fished some money out of her stocking.
They rushed over to the hospital, where they were told that Pearl was
resting easy, and there was nothing serious but cuts and bruises, of
which there were many.
"Ah, gee, kid, I'm sorry," said Evelyn, as she came to the bed where
Pearl lay bandaged, "How do you feel?"
"Awful, honey--how is Harry? They haven't told me yet. Will you find out
for me?"
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