The Paonia newspaper., 1911-03-24

that OF a real, though new, acQuaint-
ance? OF course. he saw the point;
the real Mrs. Slade was dignified, and
he-er-well, he was stiff. There the
resemblance ended. What IL Mr.. Hor-
ton had seen the lady, even though
he had not met her? 1t was not at
all unlikely.
But once more Warren's fears
proved groundless.
PLEASED to meet you, I'm sure"
Mr.. Horton declared heartily, start
ing as II to shake hands. but Warren
only half rose. inclining his head
slightly. He had no desire to shake
| hands.
| Mr.. Horton was not one, however,
to be easily daunted.
Fine day for motoring" he con-
tinued volubly. II suppose you mo-
tored out, though l didn't see any car
outside
The too dignified Mrs Milton Slade
murmured an inaudible reply.
"Eh. what's that?" queried Mr.. Hor-
ton.
Mrs. Slade says that she sent her
machine back" explained Clara men
daciously. suddenly realizing poor
! Warren's plight-he possessed a deep
| bass voice
"She has a terrible cold and it's i'm
/ possible for her to talk much. She
intends TO return to the Albion House.
where she is living. you know. by the
next trolley car"
Warren drew a long breath of
thankfulness. for he had been won
| dering what he should do should Mr..
Horton persist in conyersing.
Il shall be very pleased to have you
return in my car" Mr.. Horton in
sisted. graciously. 1T will be pleas
anter and quicker"
The two guilty ones gazed at each
other in dismay. but there seemed no
way out of the predicament
II Warren refused to accompany
Mr.. Horton that astute gentleman
would surely suspect something.
Warren slowly preceded Mr.. Horton
down the stairs. in an agony OF dread
lest his shoes be noticed. He walked.
in quaking silence, beside Mr.. Horton
through the yard. and let that gentle
man assist him into the waiting run
about The old gentleman sprang into
the chaureur's seat beside him. and
they were soon whizzing away in the
direction of town.
Warren was lost IN gloomy wonder
j ing as to what he should do after Mr..
Horton let him down at the Albion
house. How was he TO get out OF his
present rig without attracting unde-
sirable attention? He could not shed
It on the street. and he certainly
could not appear at his boarding house
or at the Office in IT.
He was suddenly aroused by a lit
tie gasp from Mr.. Horton. He turned
about just in time to see that gentle
mans hands fall Imply from the
driving wheel.
Warren sprang forward and grasped
the wobbling wheel just in the nick
OF time to prevent the cars colliding
with another rapidly approaching ma
chine.
| As soon as he could. he brought
the car to a halt, and turned his at
tention to his companion. He knew
that Mr.. Horton had had several
slight heart attacks, which he had
kept from the knowledge of his fam
lily, and he feared the worst
To his great relief. Warren found
that his employer had not even lost
consciousness.
MY tablets-in my inner pocket"
he gasped. family.
As soon as he had swallowed two Of
the tablets Mr.. Horton began to feel
better.
How can I ever thank you. mad
am" he began. Your presence Of
mind undoubtedly saved our lives. But
for you this car would have collided
with the other" Then he broke OF
abruptly and stared hard at Warren.
In the stress of the past few min
utes Warren had forgotten all about
his disguise. He had pulled OF his
goggles and the muffiing veil. and the
| wide bonnet strings were united and
dangling about decidedly masculine
face.
"Clagett." gasped Mr.. Horton and
warren's face assumed a Mortified ex-
preston as he realized what recogni
ton meant
You young scamp" Mr.. Horton
chuckled weakly. Il thought those
shoulders looked somehow familiar.
Well. well. since you were on hand
when needed | won't be too hard on
you. If you'd really been the dignifitd
Mrs. Slade you probably wouldn't
have known enough to stop the car.
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