“Can’t help the looks, mother,” smiled Helen. “I’ll have to go as I am. This is my first big news and the story comes first.”
CHAPTER V
Reporting Plus
Clouds which followed the terrific wind unleashed their burden and a gray curtain of rain swept down from the heavens.
“Get your slickers,” Doctor Stevens called to the girls and Helen raced across the street for her coat and a storm hat.
“Better put on those heavy, high-topped boots you use for hiking,” Tom advised Helen when they had reached the shelter of their own home. “You’ll probably be gone the rest of the afternoon and you’ll need the boots.”
Helen nodded her agreement and rummaged through the down stairs closet for the sturdy boots. She dragged them out and untangled the laces. Then she kicked off her oxfords and started to slide her feet into the boots. Her mother stopped her.
“Put on these woolen stockings,” she said. “Those light silk ones will wear through in an hour and your heels will be chafed raw.”
With heavy stockings and boots on, Helen slipped into the slicker which Tom held for her. She put on her old felt hat just as Doctor Stevens’ car honked.
“Bye, Mother,” she cried. “Don’t worry. I’ll be all right with the doctor and Margaret.”
“Get all the news,” cautioned Tom as Helen ran through the storm and climbed into the doctor’s sedan.