The central record. (Lancaster, Ky.) 18??-current, 1912-01-26

II you want g dlScTedIt the car
and its driver, Nj. French you can
do it without me" slowly added Bal
ley. But it went be any use to send
for Mr.. David, because he won't
come"
The autocrat Of his little world
looked from one rebel to the other.
COMPOUNDED with the unprecedented.
IF wish to withdraw him, it is to
place him out Of danger" he retorted
with asperity. Not because wish to
mortify him, naturally. Is that clear?
Does he want to pass the next thirteen
hours under this ordeal?"
'Ill tell you what he wants" an
swered Dick. "He wants to be let
alone. 1t seems to me he's earned
that
Ethan French opened his lips and
closed them again without speech. 1t
had not been his life's habit to let
people alone and the art was acquired
with difficulty.
Il admit | do not comprehend the
feelings you describe" he conceded, at
last. But there is one person who
has the right to decide whether David
shall continue this risk of his life.
Emily, do you wish the car with
drawn"
There was a gasp from the other
two men.
'I?" the young girl exclaimed.
amazed. Il can call him here-safe-"
Her voice died out as Lestrange's
car roared past, overtaking two rivals
on the turn and sliding between them
with an audacity that provoked rounds
OF applause from the spectators. To
call him in from that, to have him safe
with her-the mere thought was a de-
light that caught her breath. Yet, she
knew Lestrange.
The three men watched her in keen
suspense. The Mercury car had
passed twice again before she raised
her head, and in that space of hun
dred seconds Emily reached the final
unselfishness.
What David wants" she said
Uncle, what David wants"
you're a brick!" cried Dick, in
passion of relief. Emily, you're a
brick!"
She looked at him with eyes he
never forgot.
IF anything happens to him, hope
l die too she answered, and drew
the silk veil across her face.
Go back. Mr.. Dick, you're no good
here" advised Bailey, in the pause.
Il guess Miss Emily is right, Mr..
French; we've got nothing to do but
look on, for David French was wiped
out to make Darling Lestrange."
Having left the decision to Emily,
it was in character that her uncle Of
fered no remonstrance when she dis
appointed his wish.
When Lestrange came into his
camp for oil and gasolene, near eight
O'Clock, Dick seized the brief halt, the
first in three hours.
"Emily's up in the stand" he an
nounced. "Send her a word, old man;
and don't get reckless in front of her"
Emily" echoed Lestrange, too
weary for astonishment. Give me a
pencil. No, l can't take OFF my gaunt-
let; it's glued fast I'll manage. Ru-
pert, go take an hours rest and send
me the other mechanician"
81 can't get off my car; it's glued
fast" Rupert confided, leaning over
the back of the machine to appropri-
ate sandwich from the basket man
was carrying to the neighboring camp.
go on with your correspondence.
dearest"
So resting the card Dick supplied on
the steering wheel, Lestrange wrote a
difficult two lines.
He was out again on the track
when Dick brought the message to
Emily.
Il just told him you We're here,
cousin" he whispered in her ear, and
dropped the card in her lap.
'I'll enjoy this more than ever, with
you here" she read. It's the right
place for my girl. I'll give you the
cup for our first dinner table, tonight.
DAVID"
Emily lifted her face. The tragedy
of the scene was gone, Lestrange's
eyes laughed at her out of a mist The
sky was blue, the sunshine golden;
the merry crowds commencing to pour
in woke carnival in her heart
HE said to tell you the machine
was running magnificently," supple
mented Dick, "and not to insult his
veteran reputation by getting nervous.
He's coming by-look."
He was coming by; and, although
unable to look toward the grand-stand
he raised his hand in salute as he
passed, to the one he knew was
watching. Emily flushed rosily, her
dark eyes warm and shining.
81 can wait" she sighed, gratefully.
"Dickie, l can wait until it ends
now"
Dick went back.
The hours passed. One mere car
went out of the race under the grind
ing test; there were the usual Incl
dents of blown-out, tires and tempo
rary Withdrawals for repairs Twice
Mr.. French sent his partner and EN-
lily to the restaurant below, tOlerating
his seat Perfectly composed, his ex-
preston. perfectly seH-contained, he
watched his son.
The day grew unbearably hot to-
ward afternoon, heat rather of July
than June After a visit to his camp
Lestrange reappeared without the suf-
locating mask and cap, driving bare
headed, with only the narrow goggles
crossing his face. The change left
visible the drawn pallor of exhaus-