Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-08-05

MT. Fielding appeared to hesitate for a moment.
 Tt is the man who wants to sell us the car," he exclaimed, turning toward the girl, .'but I haven't even seen it yet. Better tell him to wait for quar- ter of an hour," he added, turning to- ward the footman. 'I'll just drive down to the lodge gates and back. Come along, Sibyl."
 She followed him to the front door. A man was seated at the wheel of the motor car and turned his head quickly as they approached. MT. Fielding nod ded pleasantly, though his face was white with excruciating pain.
 Kept you waiting, I'm afraid" he said. Can you drive at all in wind like this?'
 Jump in, sir, and sec" the man an- swered. "Is the young lady coming?"
 Mir. Fielding nodded and stepped in to the front seat The girl was already in the tonneau. The man slipped in his clutch, and they glided round the broad, circular sweep in front of the entrance Just as they started the wagonette drew up.
 eve shan't be more than few min utes," MT. Fielding cried out, waving his hand Sorry you've lost your days sport"
 Hold Oh a minute and I'll come with you," Runton called out. That car looks like going"
 But Mir. Fielding did not hear. ss Duncombe, who had returned from the park by the fields, was crossing the road to enter his own gates when black speck far away on the top of the hill attracted his attention. He stood still gazing at it and was in- stantly aware that 1t was approaching him at an almost incredible speed. It gathered shape swiftly, and he watch ed it with a fascination which kept him rooted to the spot. Above the wind he could hear the throbbing of
 
 curve in the road with two wheels in the air and a skid which seemed for moment as though it must mean de struction. Mud and small stones flew up around it. The driver was crouch ing forward over the wheel, tense and motionless. Duncombe moved to the side of the road to let it pass with a little exclamation of anger.
 Then it came more clearly into sight. and he forgot his anger in his amaze ment. The seat next the driver was occupied by a man leaning far back whose face was like the face of the dead. Behind was solitary passen- CT. She was leaning over as though trying to speak to her companion. Her hair streamed wild in the wind, and on her face was a look of blank and fearful terror. Duneombe half moved forward. She saw him and touched the drivers arm. His hand seemed to fly to the side of the car, and bis right foot was jaTnmed down. With grind ing of brakes and the screaming of locked wheels the car was brought to a standstill within a few fset of him. He sprang eagerly forward. She was already upon her feet in the road.
 ''Sir George" sine said, your warn- ing, as you see. was barely in time. We are adventurer and adventures detected. I suppose you are magis- trate. Don't you think you ought to detain usT'
 What can I do 10 help you?" he asked simply. --.-. ....
 She looked at blm eagerly. There were mud spots all up her gown, even upon her face. Her hair was wildly dlsordered. She carried her hat in her hand.
 You mean it;" she cried.
 You know that I do.''
 She turned and looked up the road along which they had come. There was no soul in sight She looked even up at the long line of windows which drowned down upon them from the back to the nall. They. too. were empty. She thrust a long envelope suddenly into his hand.
 Guard this for me" she whispered. Don't let any one know that you have 1t. Don't speak of it to any one. Keep it until can send for it."
 He thrust it Into his inner pocket and buttoned his coat
 Tt is quite safe" he said simply.
 Her eyes flashed her gratitude upon him. For the first time he saw some thing in her face, heard it in her tone. which made his heart beat. After all she was human.
 You are very good to me" she mur- mured. Believe me, I am not quite so bad as seem Goodby."
 He turned with her toward the car, and she gave low cry. He. too. start ed. The cnr was a mile away. tearing up a hill and almost out of sight In the lane behind they could henr the sound of gallopins horses. He caught her by the wrist. dragged her through the gate and behind a great shrub on the lawn.
 Stay there-' be exclaimed hoarsely. Don't move I will come back"
 Half a dozen hOrsemen were coming along the lane at steeplechase pace- Lord Ruaton, on his wonderful black horse. which no man before had ever seen him gaIIop save across the softesi of country. pulled up outside the gnte-
 Seen motor go by. Duncombe- be called out.
 Duncombe nodded
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