Los Angeles herald., 1910-05-08
MAY 8, 1910.

still; we must give information to the
police. Deville, Deville, where are
you? Look alive, man. we have no
time to lose. My dear lady, just let
me help you into my car. You will
be perfectly safe there. l have friend
eomewhere about, too. You need have
no more fears. You are quite safe.
l will drive you home and tell your
father; and these woods must be
searched"
Trent was acting his part well. The
lovely, lily-eycd, breathless girl, whose
eyes were wide open with fright, let
herself be placed in the car without
protest-nay, with ~fiuttering words of
thanks. Another man in motoring dress
suddenly appeared and took his place.
Fright away" shouted Trent to the
driver, and Lancelot sent the car along
at fine rate of speed, and strained
his ears for sounds from behind. This
came to him in fragments.
But this is not the road home. We
had better go to Watersmeet first-no,
no, in less than an hour. Indeed, it
will be best-that fellow ought to be
apprehended and dealt with severely.
Oh, but am quite strong now. could
really walk. No, you must really give
me my way If / have rendered you
one small service, do give me this
pleasure"
Lancelot's blood boiled. He under
stood how she was being cozened and
cajoled. But the outskirts of the town
were now reached, and the machine
began to drag Jim had done his work
well.
Something wrong with the ignition.
SIR" he said. "If I might run into the
Blue Boar I'll have it right in five
minutes, and they would send the lady
out cup of tea"
Good thought" spoke Deville; my
throat's like kiln, too"
'I should like a cup of tea II could
have 1t out here" said Elaine's sweet
voice, and the two men passed into
the inn together, while Lancelot, the
moment they were gone, whipped off
his mask and goggles and appeared
before her at the door. She gave
little cry, but her pale, uneasy face
lighted as though touched by sun
shine.
"Oh, Mr.. Yorke!"
"Come with me: trust yourself to me.
I will take you back to your father.
Will you trust me, Elaine?'
She held out two eager hands, her
sweet face was quivering.
'.Ah, Lancelot! take me-help me! l
don't like being with Mr.. Trent in his
car"
"Then come" he said, his face alight.
Here is another to take you home"
Jim had brought his machine along
side.
The lovely girl, with excited, anxious
looks about her. stepped in. Lancelot
followed. They glided out of the quiet
yard-faster and faster moved the big
wheels.
Soon they were flying along through
the open road and Elaine was listen
ing breathlessly to Lancelot's story,
while from time to time Jim would look
back at them with joyful grin upon
bronzed face.
"Lancelot-Lancelot, how can I thank
yeu-that dreadful-dreadful man! To
set his friend to scare me like that, and
then to get me into his car, and to
think that he meant toto"
She shuddered all over, and Lancelot
could not help himself. He gathered
her into his arms, and she lay upon his
breast like frightened bird that has
found its haven of savety.
"This is all the thanks I want, my
darling-my darling! Nothing but this,
and only this'-and his lips met hers in
the betrothal kiss.
"Oh, but must see that dear good
Jim of yours, Lance" so said Elaine
some hours later, in the sanctuary of
her own home; and Jim was sent for
and came, and stood before the woman
with a look half-sheepish, half-humor-
Gus, upon his bronzed face. 8
at was so good of you; but you will
always stay with us-with Mr.. Yorke-
now?"
"Well, 'twon't be exactly healthy for
me to go back, I reckon. Lance says
he'll take me- so I'm On!"