The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1912-05-12

enough TO exhaust horse. / saw
you race, yesterday"
Where Is Floyd?"
He stayed here until midnight,
until you had been sleeping like
baby for Ave hours, He was nearly
all in. himself, butke wouldn't leave
until he was sure Su were all right.
One of the incest fellows ! ever met.
He made me promise to stay With
you. H. with an expansive smile, Il
have got more time than patients, as
yet Here. all this junk came for
you, on tho table, ! have answered
seventeen telephone calls and sent off
twelve or fifteen visitors, and | put
your posies in the Watering, All
right pa
IAN right. and much obliged, ="
stanton affirmed, beguiled into smil-
ing. while he glanced casually at the
table. There isn't any one am in
hurry to see or hear from. | think
| will get up: It's breakfast time"
Il think so Considering 1t Ia your
frat meal for thirty-six hours, III
order for you, Although fancy you
could digest rubber tire; you look
it. Oh, MIR. Floyd left note.
Stanton rose to his elbow.
Where is it," demanded the man
who cared to hear from no one.
1t was short note on the hotel
stationary, written In a wide-open,
( legible hand that somehow recalled
Floyd's direct gray eyes,
Dear Stanton:
THE doctor says you are only
tired: and / have got to be i'll New
4 York by morning. ! would not leave
4 you If could do as | wanted. | hope
you will believe that.
( Cordially,
/ JESSE FLOYD"
! The letter might have been written
! by a girl. for its reticence and lack
/ of the personal element. but Stanton
was well content II rang right He
felt vigorously alive and amazingly
hungry.
| nlle he was breakfastinC. or
+ lunehing. and reading the heap of
I correspondence-~-w hich commenced
with congratulatory telegl am from
I the Mercury Company and concluded
with request for his photograph to
/ be used as speedometer adj ertise-
ment-Stanton decided upon his
course. lie would OBTAIN Floyd 6
address ffefft NJ r. Green, ard pay u
Hialt of aeltnnw led cement to his Ina.
promptu nurse, upon reaching New
York, That much was required by
e. ordinary courtesy, at-ieast s~------a-------
J Got any enemies?" inquired the
doctor, when taking leave.
Are you asking for list of my
acquaintance? Stanton ironically
responded
/ w eli. / don't want to play detec.
/ tive, but that was a funny kind OF
indigestion YOU had. according 10 MIR
Floyd S account Some OF the other
racers might have wanted to KEEP
you out of the way"
NO. DO you think you are talk
ing of horse-traders? Once for all
t hefe i% netting Hike that done"
t " mich was very true, But after
the sHhaHed medical mar had depart
ed, the jug Of yellow roses caught
Stanton's eye. A card was danglins
from the stems. card blank thi.
time. except for peneiled legend:
so glad you were able to race
h but so sorry YOU lost to the Atalan
ia"
There was no need OF signature
stanton very carefully tore the caro-
into illegible fragments, dragged ou'
the flowers to finig them into the
arid fireplace, and rang the bell.
tPiy In loo H.. a.,
the bell-boy who appeared And d
| timetable for New York"
However. he did not leave Lowell
/ that day. detained by Mr. Green will
/, q, ssgere OF appot atsssests and arrapge,
trneuts, Nor was II until two days
later that he found himself free tc
seek the address in upper New York
/ which he. had wrsted from the re
| luctant assistant manager.
Floyd asked me not TO give IL tt
! people, Mr.. Green had protested.
Did he ask YOU not TO give it tc
me?"
Ne, but,
! Very good; | am not people"
; Don't ypn ste m enough at race
/ times, stanton? I'm sure he his the
/ best man we have had, II fretted his
manager.
/ stanton was recalling that inter.
! view as he went up the stairs of the
I quiet apartment house Indicated. Az,
/ ter all, It was true that Floyd might
! have volunteered his address, him.
! self. II he had wished 1t known
| Perhaps he did not want to see his
| driver unofiicia1ly. A sense of un.
welcomneess oppressed Stanton. but
| he kept on hts way. He had never
swerFed from a course because oil
| the opinions of others; he did not
think or turning back now.
reached the fourth floor; singing In
Some one was singing. as he
eontraito. Warned of his approach
smooth, honey-rich honey-golden
by the bell pushed below. the door
of the arartment was opened, so
that the melody came flooding his
hearing with its haunting familiar
ity. A little old lrishmoman In
black silk was peering up at the tall
visitor on the threshold.
Mr., F1oyd?" he inquired My
name is Stanton"
The old servant drew back, smil-
Ing invitation. and pushed aside a
curtain. And Stanton saw Jessica
Floyd rise from her seat at the
plano, taking a step to meet him.
She was SO like Floyd that he
could have cried out In his wonder,
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