The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1909-12-21
speaking about you"
His companion turned quickly. About


His companion turned quickly. About
me?" he asked eagerly. What
"Oh, it was only In the abstract" in
differently ''She doesn't know you ex-
cept as something she met informally
at Catsons. But, like everybody else,
| she has heard rumors Of your fool
hardy recklessness. She rather ad-
mired the way you rescued the child
| In front Of your automobile, and l have
heard her allude to that act on the
river and to several other Of your
| slight attacks of bravado. But. or
| course, a more personal knowledge OF
you will dispel the Illusion. There.
that's right" as Cone suddenly speed
ed his machine to a third greater We
locity. Nov it's something like. We
can probably keep this up to the next
town If some fool COW doesn't get in
the way"
They were beyond the town limits,
with an almost straight road ahead.
Little by little Cone increased their
speed until they were going fully a
| mile a minute From time to time
| Clarkson nodded his head approvingiy.
Twenty minutes of this. then he sud
denly leaned forward. shading his eyes
| from the rush Of air which their speed
created. A peculiar dark spot had ap-
reared In the road ahead. rapidly re-
solving itself into something tangible.
Ten seconds later he touched Cones
arm.
..Slow down." he admonished. IT'S
an automobile, and the chauffeur ap-
pears to be a woman. OF course It's
Edith. think the machine is stand
ing STILL"
Thirty seconds later their automobile
| came to q stop beside the other,
closer view of which brought a low
whistle from Clarkson. And, as he
had surmised. the chauffeur was
Edith.
AS she saw and recognized them the
corners of the chauffeurs mouth
which had been dropping, rose in per-
ceptible relief.
81 was never so glad to see any one
| in all my life" she called fervently.
Here I've been sitting five whole min
utes. wondering what in the world ]
should do next"
| And I've been wondering Tor q
whole half hour what In the world
started you out as a scorcher," re-
torted Clarkson dryly, land. If my eyes
are not at fault. ! think ! recognize
the machine"
"Yes. it's yours meekly; but please
! don't scold. I've had an awful time
| went across to your house and was
looking the automobile over when II
started. You had left it out in the
road, you know. | suppose | turned
a lever or screw or pulled out plug
or something. Anyway, it went on
like a race horse, and | didn't know
how to stop it. I've often watched
you steer, so managed to keep it In
the road But thought the journey
never would end" plaintively. Il sup
pose the monster is run down. II
hope 1t isn't broken"
"Of course 1t isn't" treasured Gone
warmly, automobiles often act that
way. Clarkson and ! can fix it al
right in a few minutes. But you mus
feel awfully used up, Miss Tyson
Don't you think I'd better take YOU
home at onceT
"Yes, indeed, if you don't mind
gratefully, land it will be such a re
lief to find myself In an automobile
with some one else responsible fol
whatever it runs into"
Cone laughed and sprang to the
ground, followed by GARRISON 1t tool
but a few moments to assist the CIR
from her machine and into his own
then Cone stepped in beside her,
You'll be able to fix the machine al
right without me, GARRISON" he called
miss Tyson is in a hurry to ge
home" Then, over his shoulder as the
automobile began to glide away: ii
you get back in time for the golf dom
wait for us. Miss Tyson may be to-
tired for a quick run. We will g
round by the Lake Shore road. Tha
will be pleasanter. And. say, vol
needn't bother about that Afternoon
call. | don't think 1t will be wortl
while now"
There were a honk and clatter
and away the automobile sped, leaving
q cloud of dust and a smell Of burn
lamp wick behind.