Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1910-01-11
NUMBER 2.

ter and borrow from the management
enough to pay our way to Chiltern
and the tolls for cable to New York.
I've a friend or two over home who
wouldn't let me want for few miser-
able pounds. So you see," he ex-
planned boyishly, we're at the end Of
our troubles already"
She said something inaudible, hold
ing her face averted. He bent nearer
to her, wondering. 81 didn't under
stand" he suggested.
Still looking from him, II said you
were very good to me-" she said In a
quavering whisper.
Dorothy Without his knowledge
or intention before the fact, as in.
stinctively as he made use Of her given
name intimately, his strong fingers
dropped and closed upon the little
hand that lay beside him. "What is
the matter, deari" He leaned still
farther forward to peer into her face
till glance met glance in the ending
and his racing pulses frightened with
sheer delight Of the humid happiness
In her glistening eyes. Dorothy. child.
don't worry so. No harm shall come
to you. It's all working out-all work.
ing out right. Only have little faith
In me, and I'll make everything work
out right, Dorothy"
Gently she freed her fingers. II
wasn't" she told him in voice that
quivered between laughter and tears
~ wasn't worrying. ! was-you
wouldn't understand. Don't be afraid
shall break down Or-or anything"
81 shan't." he reassured her. Il
know you're not that sort. Besides.
you'd have no excuse. We're moving
along famously. That cabby knows
his business"
Past the houses Of parliament.
through Old Palace yard, with the alb
hey on their left. they swung away
into Abingdon street, whence sudden
ly they dived into the maze of back
ways, great and mean, which lies to
the south Of Victoria. Doubling and
twisting. now this way. now that. the
driver fooled them through the intri-
cate heart of this labyrinth, leading
the pursuers a dance that KirkwOod
thought calculated to dishearten and
shake off the pursui. in the first five
minutes. Yet always, peering back
through the little peephole, he saw Cal
endar's cab pelting doggedly in their
rear-a hundred yards behind. no
more, no less hanging on with indom-
table grit and determination.
Children cheered them on, and po-
Iicemen turned to stare. doubling
whether they should interfere. Min
utes rolled into tens, measuring out
an hour, and still they hammered on.
hunted and hunters playing their game
of hare and hounds through the hiIi-
ways and byways Of those staid and
aged quarters.
The sun was very low behind the
houses Of the Surrey side when Kirk
wood became aware that their horse
was tagging, though. as comparison
determined, no more 50 than the one
behind.
In grave concern, the young man
raised his hand, thruSting open Tie
trap in the roof. Immediately The
square of darkling sky was eclipsed
by the cabby's face.
"YessirT
You had better drive as directly as
you can to the Hotel Pless," Kirkwood
called up. !"Pm afraid it's no use
pushing your horse like this
"Pm sure Of it, sir. 'E's "A good oss.
e is, but e carn't keep goin' forhever.
you know, sir"
Despondent recklessness frightened
Kirkwood's lips and kindled IN I'M
pleasant light in his eyes. He touched
his side pocket. Calendars revolver .
was still there. Dorothy should win
away clear if-if he swung for il.
He bent forward with the travelling
bag In his hands.
"Well have to drop off in minute.
The horse won't last. They're IN the
same box. III undertake to stand 'em
off for bit You take the bag and
run for It. Just as soon as l can con-
vince them I'll follow, but II there's
any delay you call the first cab you see
and drive to the Pless. I'll join you
there"
He stood up, surveying the neigh
borhood. Behind him the girl lifted
her voice in protest.
"No, Philip, no! | won't leave you"
He shook his head In silent contra
diction, frowning, but not frowning
because Of the girls mutiny. He was
a little puzzled by vague impression.