The central record. (Lancaster, Ky.) 18??-current, 1912-01-19
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two pallid faces.
go on to your work, Peters," re
directed. 'I'm all right" And as the
man slowly obeyed; "Now will you,
take my advice and come to the race
with me, Ffrench?"
"RaceI You'd race with that arm?"
eyes. Are you coming with me?"
Shaken and treinulous. Dick passed
a damp hand across his forehead.
81 think you're mad to stand talking
here. Come to the Office, for heavens
sake. And, I'd be ground up there, if
you hadn't caught me-" he looked to-
ward the jaws suIlenly shredding and
reshredding strip of cloth from his
sleeve. I'll do anything you want"
''Will your" Lestrange flashed
quickly. He flung back his head with
the resolute setting of expression the
other knew so we'll, his eyes brilliant
with a resolve that took no heed of
physical discomfort. Then give me
your word that you'll stick to your
work here. That is my fear; that the
change in you is just mood you1l
tire of some day. want you to stand
up to your work and not drop out dis
qualified"
81 WILL" said Dick. subdued and
earnest. 'T couldn't help doing it
your arm"
Lestrange impatiently dragged out
his handkerchief and wound it around
the cut.
GO on"
81 can't help Keeping on; I couldn't
go back now. You've got me awake.
No one else ever tried, and was hav-
ing a good time. It began with liking
you and thinking Of al you did, and
feeling funny alongside Of you" He
paused, struggling with AnglO-Saxon
shyness. I'm awfully fond OF you,
old fellow"
The Others gray ewes warmed and
cleared. Smiling, re held out his :ef5
hand.
"It's mutual" he assured. at isn't
playing the game to trap YOU while
you are upset like this. Eut I don't
believe you'll be sorry. Come find
some one to tie this I'd for ne; can't
have it stiff tomorrow"
But in spite of his professed haste.
Lestrange stopped at the head OF the
stairs and went back to recover some
small object lying on the floor be-
meath a pool of chilling metal. When
he rejoined Dick, it was to linger Yet
a moment to look back across the
teeming room.
'Tt's worth having. all this" he
commented. with the first touch of
sadness the other ever had seen in
him. Don't throw it away. Ffrench."
There is usually a surgeon within
reach Of q factory. When Mr.. French
passed out to the cart where Emily
waited, he passed Dick and the vii
lage physician entering. The elder
gentleman put on his glasses to sur
vey his nephew's white face.
"An ACCIDENT" he inquired.
The casual curiosity'was sufficiently
exasperating, and Dicks nerves wire
badly gone.
Nothing worth mentioning" ne
snapped. Gust that I nearly fell into
the machinery and Lestrarge has
dore up his arm pulling me out.
That's all"
And he hurried the doctor on with
out further parley or excuse.
Lestranga was IN the room behind
the Office. smoking one Of Bailey's
cigars and listening TO that gentle
mans vigorous remarks concerning
managers who couldn't keep out OF
their own machinery tie patient not
having considered it worth while 10
explain Dicks share in the mischance.
An omission which Dick himself
promptly remeded in his anxious con-
triton.
Later, when the arm was being
swathed in white linen, its owner
spoke to his companion of the morn
ing:
81 hope you didn't annoy Miss
French with this trifiing matter, as
you came in"
81 didn't speak to her at all, only
to my uncle"
every good"
SOIu6lulIlS III the SoIiC
reused Dicks usually dormant obser-
walton. Startled, he scrutinized Le-
strange.
as that why you bothered yourself
with me?" he stammered. as that
why"
"Shut up" warned Lestrange forci-
bly, and inelegantly. THAT isn't tight
enough, Doc. You know I'm eXDeri-
enced at this sort of thing, and I'm
going to use this arm
But Dick was not TO be silenced in
his new enlightenment. When the
surgeon momentarily turned away, he
leaned nearer, his plump face grim.
IF brace up, it won't be for Emily,
but for you. Darling Lestrange," he
whispered viciously. "She don't want
me and l don't want her; that way.
I've got over that And, aHd-oh, con-
found it, I'm sorry, old mani"
Shut up!" said Lestrange again.
But though Dicks very sympathy
unconsciously showed the hopeless
chasm between the racing driver and
Miss French, the hurt did not cloud
the cordial smile Lestrange sent to
mitigate his command.