FLIGHT INTO DISASTER ERLE STANLEY GARDNER
ONLY ONCE BEFORE had the woman in the club car ever known panic—not merely fear but the real panic which paralyzes the senses.
That had been in the mountains when she had tried to take a short cut to camp. When she realized she was lost there was a sudden overpowering desire to run. What was left of her sanity warned her, but panic made her feel that only by flight could she escape the menace of the unknown. The silent mountains, the somber woods, had suddenly become enemies, leering in hostility. Only by running did she feel she could escape—by running—the very worst thing she could have done.
Now, surrounded by the luxury of a crack transcontinental train, she again experienced that same panic. Once more there was that overpowering desire to run.
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