Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1908-10-14
Come" she said, quietly. "Thi.

way"
Without being exactly conscious OF
what he was about he caught the
hand in both his own. "Then," he ex
ulted almost DISQUALIFICATION you
didn't"
His voice choked In his throat. Her
face, ~momentarily upturned to his
cleaned pale and weary in the dreary
light; the face OF a tired child
troubled. saddened; yet with eyes in.
expressibly sweet. She turned away,
Juggling at her hand.
you doubted me, after ALL" she
commented. q tri1e bitterly.
mo! You misunderstood me.
Believe me, l."
"Ah, don't protest. What does II
make or mar. whether or not you
trusted me? You have" she
added, quietly. the Jewels safe
enough, I suppose"
He stopped short, aghast. ~ The
jewels!"
Il slipped them in your coat pocket
before"
Instantly her hand was free Matt
land ramming both his W into the
side pockets Of his top coat. They're
safe!"
She smiled uncertainty.
I'VE have no titne," said she. Can
you drive"
They we're standing by the side OF
hnv. % which had honn N,tupfn u1y, hid.
den in the gloom beneath a spreading
tree on the further side of the road.
Maitland, crestfallen. offered his hand:
the tips OF her fingers touched his
palm lightly as she jumped in He hes
itated at the step.
You wish me TOT"
She laughed lightly. Most assured
~. You may assure yourself that l
shan't try to elude you again
Il would | might be sure Of that"
he said, steadying his voice and seek
ing her eyes.
Demonstration won't make 1t any
more assured"
He stepped up and settled himself
in the drivers seat, grasping throttle
and steering wheel; the great machine
thrilled to his touch like a live thing,
then began slowly to back out into
the road. For an instant it seemed to
hang palpitant on dead center, then
shot out like a hound unleashed, ven
tre-a.terre-Brooklyn miles away owe,
the hood.
r NnaronI hvt Y1{rfyfA nrn fhON
were laundering over the Myannta
bridge. A little further on Maitland
slowed down and, jumping out, lighted
the lamps. In the seat a%gain--no
words had p~assed--he threw In the
h%igh-speed clutch, and the world fiuns
behind them. roaring. Thereafter,
breathless, stunned by the frenzy Of
speed, perforce silent. they bored on
through the night, crashing along de-
serted highways.
In the east a band Of pallid light
lifted up out OF the night, and the
horizon took shape against 1t, stark
and black. Slowly. s%tealthily. the
formless dawn dusk spread owe the
sleeping world; to the zenith the light
smitten stars reeled and died, and
houses, fields, and thoroughfares lay
a-glimmer with ghostly twilight as the
car tore headlong through the grim.
unlovely, silent hinterland Of Long
Island City.
The gates Of the ferry-house were In
exorably shut against them when at
last Maitland brought the big machine
10 a tremulous and painting halt, like
that Of an overdriyen thoroughbred.
And though they perforce endured a
wait Of fully Is minutes, neither found
aught worth saying; or else the words
wherewith fitly to clothe their thoughts
were denied them. The girl seemed very
weary, and sat with head dropping and
hands clasped idly in her lap. To
Maitland's hesitant query as to her
comfort she return a monosyllabic re-
assurance. He did not again venture
to disturb her; on his own part he was
conscious of a clogging sense OF ex-
haustion, Of a drawn and haggard feel
ing about the eyes and temples; anG
knew that he was keeping awake
automatically, his being already q
doZe.