The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-12-02
Our Daily Sport Story

oho ohoAi AuNO tO BO across town to get some. have a machine there
 which has punctnre to be repaired
 and fear the owner will call before get back now He pointed toward i an auto few feet away. and Esmond recognized 1t as Margerys machine. nave given my help a holiday" continued the repairer, "and shll
 have to go after the cement myself. D Then you wish to close the shop Duke asked.
 T prefer to leave 1t open. If you
 nave no objections to waiting here
 fifteen or twenty minutes" Certainly not" answered Duke. in- voluntarily glancfng toward the other machine.
 When the man had gone. Esmond walked to the door and looked out Then he quickly turned back ints tie lplace-Margery was coming. And a moment later she entered the shop. Good morning. Is there anything I can do for you?" asked Duke. com ing from behind the door, where ho
 had concealed himself. Margery smiled. Why. yes: can you tell me where the shop man is9' Certainly. He Is gone to get some |. cement with which to repair a tire | on a machine which was sent hero early this morning by a lady patron 1 who seems to be her own chauffeur. | usually"
 Tt is mine. When will he return ?" Tn about fifteen minutes" And shall have to wait7" T am waiting" Margery glanced at Duke. then into
 the street
 q guess I'd better come back later." she said.
 "oh, no, just sit down. insisted Duke. and wait patiently. as l am l doing. We who affect the Bohemian n style must do as Bohemia does It will be for only few minutes"
 T will wait but don't let's sit | down."
 why not?"
 "Oh, I want to meddle a little. I want to see all these tools and things | the man has here; and I want you to | tell me about them" Duke laughed a little to himself Margery was a strategist. T shall be delighted" he declared T am a workman myself" Margery began to examine the various tools and devices about the shop, asking a dozen questions about each. At last she wandered to cor ner in a rear room. Here was an iron wise mounted at the end of a work bench.
 What is this?" asked Margery clasping one side of the open wise with both hands, allowing her fingers to slip down between its Jaws.
 That is a vise," answered Duke, glancing round to assure himself this part of the shop Was cut Off from view of the street by half partition. Seiz- ing the lever of the wise, he gave the screw a sudden turn and closed the machines big jaws upon Margery's shapely fingers. She drew a little quick breath of surprise, then looked up Into EsmoI,fs face.
 Please let me bose" she pleaded fin a pe.tish tone.
 q am sorry Mss Marsery; but really. I cannot just now"
 MT. EsmOnd. l do nnt understand what you mean"
 Tt means. Margery, that have you where you are compelled for once fc listen to few thirs' I have to sity."
 "Oh. please release me-"
 "Oh, please keep quiet for d few minutes and hear what have to aly, for I am determined to say !t before we have an interruption"
 "Oh, Mir. Esmond, J-I just know that am going to cry If I am not re- leased at once" A
 Tears could not tuih me from my purpose now, Margery. I love you; did you know it? )f course you did"
 T have thought all along tha: you l-i-k-e-d mo very we'll.
 Liked. the deuce! You know very we'll that I love you with all the emphasis that can be Ascribed to that feeling. Why, my heart gets right up into my mouth every time see you with another man% and have thou sand fool thoughts embracing desper- ate suggestions sn;h as suicide ana avowed cynicism. Margery. am tired of it. I want to know right now whether you love me or not"