american tragedy

Chapter 28 (2)
Chapter 119 (2)
They didn't even know about the chaos that followed.Sparser and Laura Cypour, sitting in the front, hit the roof and the windshield and passed out.Sparser suffered severe injuries to his shoulder, hip, and left knee, and had to wait for an ambulance.After the car was overturned, the doors were up and there was no way to drag them out of the doors.In the second row nearest the left door was Clyde, with Hortense, Lucille Nicholas and Rattler beside him.Clyde was crushed at the bottom, but not crushed.Because when Hortense fell, she passed Clyde, and her body was half on the roof of the car-now on the roof to the left.Lucille was on Clyde's shoulders when she fell.Of the four, Ratterer, the top one, was thrown on a row of seats here.But he grabbed the steering wheel and fell slightly.Even so, his face and hands were wounded and bleeding.He was slightly wounded elsewhere, but he was still able to save others.Rattler immediately realized everyone's situation, barely climbed to the car door—now the roof, and climbed out.

Once he was out, he climbed onto the car body and grabbed Lucille who was struggling and moaning.She was climbing, but could not.Rattler, comforting, dragged her out and set her down on the snow, where she cried with her head in her arms.Rattler went to La Hortense again, and her left cheek, forehead, and hand were badly wounded and bleeding.She wept and trembled.She was stunned at the beginning, but now she regained consciousness and was terrified and cold.

Clyde poked his head out. His left cheek, shoulder and arm were also bleeding, but everything else was fine.He wanted to get out quickly.They run over a girl, wreck a stolen car, get fired from their jobs, and the cops are on the lookout.In the car, beneath him was Sparser, sprawled there, and Ratterer was tending him.Next to him was Laura Sepp, unconscious.He felt that he ought to help Rattler, but his mind was too confused to know what to do.Rattler was reaching down to pull Laura Cyprus, shouting angrily, "Clyde, can you help? Help pull her out, she's passed out." Clyde turned and stood On the side of the car where the glass was shattered, tried to drag her out from under Sparsher and lift her up, but couldn't, she was too heavy.All he could do was pull her back hard, away from Sparser, and put her between the two rows of seats on the side of the car.Hegglund, who sat in the back, closest to the roof, was not seriously injured.He was strong enough to get to his feet and managed to get to the door and out.He muttered: "Oh, Jesus, how did this happen! God bless you, slip away before the police arrive."

But he saw a few people in the car, heard them crying, and thought that he must not leave them alone.As soon as he was out, he turned to Mehta and said, "Quick, give me your hand. We can get out, but fast, fast!" He pulled Mehta out, then reached down again and grabbed Tina Cole. Geer.She wanted to struggle to sit up.Higby lost the weight on his body, and lay there lying there, covering his head and face.

"Give me your hand, David," said Hegglund. "Come on, don't waste any more time. Are you hurt? I said we gotta run. I see a guy walking this way, I don't know Is it the police." He grabbed Higby's left hand, but Higby pushed him away.

"Hey, don't pull me, I can do it by myself. You go and help others." He stood up, his head out of the door.He looked around inside the car for a suitable landing spot.The cushion at the back had been thrown to the front. He stepped on the cushion and climbed out of the car by himself. He sat on the door first and then dragged his feet out.Then, seeing Hegglund helping Ratterer and Clyde get Sparser outside, he also rushed to help.

Another strange thing happened outside the car.Hortense felt her face suddenly, and found that her left cheek and forehead were cut and bleeding.When she thought that her beauty might be ruined forever, she immediately panicked, completely forgetting the pain and pain of others, the danger of being discovered by the police, the little girl who suffered a tragic accident, and this expensive car. The destruction of the car.In fact she thought of the possibility of her own beauty being ruined, and nothing else.She waved her hands and cried, crying in despair: "Oh, it's over, it's over. My face is cut. How horrible!" She walked away without saying hello to anyone.Clyde was busy helping Ratterer, but he didn't see it.She walked south on 35th Street toward downtown, where there were lights and the streets were livelier.She wanted to go home and try to remedy it.Clyde, Sparsit, Rattler, and those girls, what were they? She had forgotten all about it.She only thinks about the ruined appearance, and occasionally thinks about the little girl. As for everything else, she has long since forgotten about it.She hated Clyde for inviting her on this ill-fated outing, yes, it was all his fault.This devil, why did he drag her? He couldn't arrange everything properly.

The other girls, except for Laura Cyprus, were not seriously injured, but were a little more frightened.Now that the matter has come to an end, what they are very afraid of is that the police will catch up with them suddenly, arrest them and be punished.So there they kept shouting, "Hurry up, hurry up, can't you? We all have to run. Oh, it's terrible." Hegglund shouted, "For Christ's sake, don't you Are you arguing? We are all trying our best, don’t you know? If you shout, the police will arrest us.” Then they stopped.

Then, a countryman near the scene of the accident, hearing the crash and shouting, slowly leaned over to see what was going on. He stood aside, looking curiously at the injured people and the damaged car.

"Is something wrong?" he asked aloud, in a soft tone. "Is anyone seriously injured? Oh, too bad. It's a fancy car. Why, do you want my help?"

Clyde heard him speak, and looked round, but Hortense was nowhere to be seen.And he couldn't help much, he could only put Sparser flat on the bottom of the car.So he looked around, afraid that the police would come and chase them.He must get away, must not be caught.If caught here, it would be embarrassing, and maybe punished.His mother, and Mr. Squires, and everybody would know.He will definitely be locked up, ah, how terrible it is, like being strangled by something.They couldn't help Sparsher any longer, or they risked being caught.So, looking about him, he asked, "Where's Miss Briggs?" and looked for her all over the fields, which were very dark.He wants to send her to the right place first.

At this time, the sound of several motorcycles sounded in the distance, and they were approaching here.It turned out that the resident's wife called the police after hearing the crash.The countryman explained: "It's the police. I just told my wife to call for an ambulance." Upon hearing this, they were all frightened and ran around regardless of what was going on.On the other side of the field, the headlights are gradually approaching. 31st Street, two cars on Cleveland Street, and then, one of them was coming this way, and the other was still going east on 31st Street, patrolling for the incident.

"Run everyone," Hegglund yelled, "run away!" He grabbed Mehta in one hand and headed east on 35th Street, east.After a while, I thought it was impossible, people could chase him along the road, so I turned northeast, crossed the fields, and fled the city.

Clyde also realized that if he was caught, a wonderful idea would come to naught, and he would even be put in a cell, so he also ran.Instead of following the others, he headed south along Cleveland Street to the southern suburbs. At the same time, he realized that running along the street was not a good idea, so he ran into the fields.He turned southwest and ran south of No. 40th Street.At this time, the lights of the motorcycle had swept over, and he ran towards a jungle, where he took shelter for a while.Only Sparsher and Laura Sepp were left in the car, and she gradually woke up.The man who came to see them was standing outside the car alone, not knowing what was going on.

"Well, it must be so." He said to himself, "their car must have been stolen, it can't be their car."

Then, when the first motorbike arrived, Clyde in the jungle heard a voice asking, "Oh, you can't escape. You can't run away, no matter how cunning you are. We're looking for you, your accomplices." up?"

Clyde again heard the resident categorically claiming that he had nothing to do with the incident, and that the people in the car had just run away and there was still time to go after them.Clyde immediately got up in the snow, and ran south and west, towards the furthest distance.He saw a dim light in the southwest, and he thought he might as well take refuge there for a while, to escape these entangled frustrations and frustrations.

(End of this chapter)