The Parma herald. (Parma, Idaho) 1903-1917, 1912-08-01
CHAPTER Nv. (consInusd.)

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CHAPTER ~. (contInusd.)
Neither are you" he countered
Nor 1t wouldn't be Of any importance
u we were, but We are not I'm MOI
asking you why you are working with
your hands instead Of your head, and
Suppose you are not asking me. Who
! caresw
mo one." dryly agreed Stanton
But I can tell you that am doing
thfs to make money. and make II
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 IL worrying
about me most Of the time, for fear
Ill Ioss my nerve and desert"
Which wss not precisely what was
worrying the assistant manager Of the
Mercury company. and perhaps Stan
ton Of the rough temper knew It.
| II 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
ever find woman who will ride with
me as you do. l will-marry her"
"Oh, no. you will not" contradicted
the other. searching his pockets for
missing glove. You will marry a
FLUFFY Ruffles who will faint II 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 its rival manufacturers
win char t for Joy: "A young man mar
ried Is young many MARRIED"
1t was SO long since any one had
cared to talk nonsense to Stanton,
not to mention airiIy teasing him. that
he caught his breath In sheer aston
ishment. And then a tingling, hui
man warmth and sense OF comradC-
ship succeeded. It was as II he had
been living in q 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 one is calling you." he signi.
fed.
| Stanton turned, and found g pant.
ing. black-gowned young woman be-
hind him.
my mistress babe me ask you to
| wait, sir" she apologized.
| "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 leisurely
grace toward them.
Miss Carlisle. SIR" supplemented
the maid.
There Is no need for you to co."
Stanton checked. as Floyd moved to
continue on his way. Stay here"
de was obeyed without comment.
The maid respectfully withdrew a few
PAGES, when her mistress came up.
What place to meet a man OF
gasolene!" greeted Valerie CarlIsle
In her low, assured tones. "Or ara Won
also In distress. Mr.. Stanton. and
forced to prosaic train travel7"
Her mappar Woo fbok
ing an ordinary acquaintance, she held
out her hand. in its miniature tan
gauntlet. with perfect ease. No one
could have guessed how unconven.
tional and slight had been their intro
| duction.
! Il am going to Massachusetts. Stan
ton answered as composerily.
| ITO Massachusetts? But so are
vel At least. We had everything ar
ranged to motor out to our country
place. until twenty minutes ago our
chauffeur was taken violently I'll
Now suppose we must go by train
she broke the sentence. her large
brown eyes sweeping Floyd with a de-
liberate question and scrutiny.
| Miss Carlisle. Mr.. Floyd. whom Won
saw beside be for many hours at the
Beach motordrome." Stanton made the
! presentation.
| Her face cleared swiftly. he could
have said 1t was relief which shot
across her expression.
| your mechanician? Is It possible
You also are going to Lowell. Mr.
! Floyd?"
Yes. since my next work is there i"
Floyd replied. unsmiling and iaconic
1t was evident he and Miss Carlisle
disliked each other at sight.
! She turned from him indifereptly
Mr.. Stanton. am going to make
you selfish invitation. Our place is
about seventy-five miles from New
YORK; viii you not try our new motor
car and give me the honor OF being
driven there by you? You could 20 on
to Lowell with us tomorrow morn,
Ing, or. II you insisted. finish the Jour
ney by train after dinner"
| Amazed, Stanton looked at her. Once
again he mentally asked himself what
she could want OF him.
! Thank you; have arranged to
take this tra!n." he declined.
| "Decidedlyf''
| Decidedly. Miss Carlisle"
She bent her head. patting her
small tan shoe on the platform. She
was even more handsome than his
night glimpse Of her had shown. with
an Wory-tinted. cultivated beauty
whose one defect was GOODNESS.
" eosrss. ! can not ur4s ysa." -