Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1912-09-26
CHAPTER ~. (contInued.)

CHAPTER ~. (Contlnued.)
Neither are you," he countered.
Nor 1t wouldn't be Of any Importance
II We were, but we are not. I'm not
asking you why you are working with
your hands instead Of your head, and
/ suppose you are not asking me Who
cares?" .
mo one," dryly agreed Stanton.
But I can tell you that l am doing
this to make money, and make 1t
quick, and / would much prefer break
ing my neck to living in the ruck of
poverty. They are calling our train;
you had better come"
I'm supposed to keep in touch
with Mr.. Green" Floyd observed,
gathering up his magazine with cheer
full nonchalance. HE is worrying
about me most Of the time, for fear
I'll lose my nerve and desert"
Which was not precisely what was
worrying the assistant manager Of he
Mercury company, and perhaps Stan
ton of the rough temper knew it.
81 fancy your nerve will hold out,
II your patience does" was his reply.
Patience is supposed to be a wom-
ans art" doubted Floyd. But I'll
try to acquire it."
Stanton laughed briefly.
Il wouldn't give much for your
chance of success, in that case. If l
ever find a woman who will ride with
me as you do. l will-marry her"
ooh, no, you will not" contradicted
the other, searching his pockets for
4 missing glove. You will marry a
Fluffy Rufles who will faint If you
exceed the eight-mile-an-hour speed
limit. And then you will quit racing
and be spoiled for the Mercury Com
pany, and all it's rival manufacturers
will chant for Joy: "A young man mar
rted is a young many married."
1t was so long since any one had
cared to talk nonsense to Stanton,
not to mention airily teasing him, that
he caught his breath in sheer aston
ishment. And then a tingling, hui
man warmth and sense of comrade-
ship succeeded. 1t was as If he had
been living in a lonely, silent room,
when Unexpectedly some one opened
the door and entered.
I'm too busy" he retorted only, but
his tone conveyed no rebuke.
They walked on down the room and
out into the train shed. They were
almost at the train itself, when FLOYD
stopped.
Some n is calling you," he signi
ned.
Stanton turned, and found a pant
Ing, black-gowned young be
hind him.
MY mistress bade me ask you tc
wait, sir" she a~pologized.
Your mistress?"
She stepped aside, and he saw a tall
~fair-haired girl, gowned with finished
richness in a motor costume of pale
tan silk, who advanced with ~leisurel,
grace toward them.
Miss Carlisle. sir" supplemented
the maid.
There Is no need for you to CO.
Stanton checked, as Floyd moved t.
continue on his way. Stay here"
He was obeyed without comment
The maid respectfully withdrew a few
PAGES, when her mistress came I'D.
What a place to meet a man O
gasolenel" greeted Valerie Carlisle
in her low, assured tones. COR are 70,
also In distress, Mr.. Stanton. an,
forced to prosaic train t~ravel?"
Her n was that of one meet
Ing an ordinary acquaintance, she bel,
out her hand. in its miniature ia,
gauntlet, with perfect ease. No on,
could have guessed how unconyer
tional and slight had been their intro
duction.
Il am going to Massachusetts" Stan
ton answered as composedly.
ITO Massachusetts? But 40 ar
wei At least, we had everything a,
ranged to motor out to our oun
place, until twenty minutes ago OH
chauffeur was taken violently IL
Now / suppose we must go by train
she broke the sentence. her larg
brown eyes sweeping Floyd with a d.
liberate question and scrutiny.
Miss Carlisle. Mr.. Floyd. whom 20
saw beside be for many hours at tn
Beach motordrome." Stanton made tn
presentation.
Her face cleared swiftly. he coul