The Marshall republican., 1912-07-26

Tns run Etuafion came clearly to
Stanton.
IAN right" he gave brief ssursnce.
What time is III"
The young man consulted a watch.
"Thirtyeisht minutes past twelve.
You have slept about eighteen hours,
as I figure II. told Mf. Floyd that
was all you needed; you were knocked
out by that attack Of illness, followed
by q days work that was enough to
exhaust q horse. saw you race. yes
terday."
where is FIoydf"
"He stayed here until midnight, IN
ti you had been sleeping like a baby
for Eve hours. He was nearly all in,
himself, but he wouldn't leave until
he was sure you we're all right. One
Of the incest fellows I ever met. He
made me promise to stay with you.
l." with an expansive smile, 81 have
got more time than patients, al yet.
Here. all this junk came for you, on
the table. have answered seventeen
telephone calls and Gent OF twelve
posies in the Watering. All rightY"
AL right. and much obliged" STAN
ton affirmed, beguiled into smiling.
while he glanced casually at the table.
There isn't any one ! am In q hurry
TO see or hear from. I think I will
get up; It's breakfast time"
Il think so. Considering II II your
FIRST meal for thirty-six hours. I'll or
de- for you. Although I fancy you
could digest a rubber tire; you look
II. Oh. Mr.. Floyd left q note"
Stanton rose 10 his elbow.
Where 10 IT." demanded the man
who cared to hear from no one.
II was a short note on the hotel sta
tionery, written in a ~vide-open. leg
ibie hand that somehow recalled
Floyd's direct gray eyes.
Dear Stanton: The doctor a y you
are only tired; and ! have got to be
in New York by morning. I would
ed. hope you will believe that.
Cordially.
JESSE FLOYD"
The letter might have been written
by n girl. for Nc reticence and lack OF
the personal element, but Stanton was
well content. II rang right. He felt
vigorously alive and amazingly hum
cry. ~
While he was breakfasting. or lunch.
Ing. and reading the heap Of CORE
spondence-which commenced with a
congratuiatory telegram from the Mer.
curry Company and concluded with o
request for his photograph to be used
No a s~peedometer advertisement
Stanton decided upon his course. He
would obtain Floyd's address from
Mr.. Green, and pay n visit Of acknowl-
edgment to his impromptu nurse.
upon reaching New York. That much
was required by ordinary courtesy. ut
least.
Got n enemiesr" inquired the
doctor when taking leave.
Are you making for . list OF my
acquaintanoesf" Stanton ironically re-
sponded.
well. I don't want TO play detec-
tive. but that was a funny kind OF In.
digestion you had. according to Mr..
Floyd's account. Some OF the other
racers might have wanted to keep
you out OF the way"
mo! Do you think you are talking
OF horse-traders1 Once for all, there
Ia nothing like that done"
Which was very true. But after the
subdued medical man had departed.
tho Jug OF yellow roses caught Stan
tons eye. A card was dangling from
the stems. a card. blank this time. ex.
oept for q penciied legend:
so glad you were able to race. but
90 sorry you lost TO tho Atalanta."
There was no need OF signature.
Stanton very carefully tore the card
Into illesible fragments. dragged out
tho flowers to fling them into the arid
fireplace. and rang the bell.
Bring fresh ice-water." be bade
the bell-boy who appeared. And .
timetable for New York"
However. he did not leave Lowell
that day. detained By Mr.. Green with
. Of appointments and arrange
ments. Nor wal Il until two days lates
that he found himself free to seek the
address In upper New York which he
had. wrested from the reluctant assist
ant manager.
~Floyd asked me not to give It 70
people," NJ. Green had protested.
did he ask you not to give It TO
met"
mo. but"
Very good: ] am not people" :
Don't you . him enough at race
M
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