The Marshall republican., 1912-07-26

mo. had a bad night Of t." Stan
ton explained. He sat down in an
armchair, resting his head against the
cushioned back. make yourself COM
Portable as you can. Floyd. There IL
dothing the matter with me-there
can't be, I never was sick a day since
I can remember. Probably I need
feeding; I've eaten nothing since that
COMPOUNDED dinner last evening, and
Il 10 nearly six O'Clock now"
But, after all. when the food was
brought, Stanton could eat none Of
Il; although maintaining a pretense
Of doing 30, which forbade his com.
panion to comment upon the fact.
"were you feeling III yesterday
Floyd inquired, when the last course
was removed and they wefe left TO
themselves. His own bearing was less
assured than usual. his gaiety subducd
to a~uietness almost savoring Of tim
idity.
mot until evening, after dinner"
The m~cchanician looked Mt him,
started 10 speak, checked himself, and
at last impulsively put the indiscreet
question:
do You mind telling me where you
dined?"
"of course not" Stanton returned.
without a trace OF hesitation. with
Mr.. Carlisle OF the tire Company.
and his daughter. They are here for
the races. He wanted to talk tires to
me. Heaven knows why. We didn't
get very far; after Miss Carlisle left
Us I began to feel 80 sick that ] ex.
cused myself and got away TO the
nearest DOCTOR"
Floyd turned his head. and caught
his breath in a brief. quick sigh. When
he looked back at his host. his candid
eyes were clearer and more gentle
than they had been since the assist
ant manager had given the account Of
stanton's amazing disappearance.
acute Indigestion, your doctor
called your attack"
Something Ike IT,"
Miss Carlisle doesn't seem TO be
q lucky companion" Floyd observed
dryly. "she made you miss your train
hero, you came near breaking your
wrist with her car. and her dinner
seems TO have poisoned you. What
did she give you. lobster and Ice
creamf"
"No-I hardly know. I never care
what I eat" He passed his hand I'm
patiently across his forehead. sudden
ly giddy.
Floyd leaned nearer.
stanton. how did you feelf Whatf
Tell me; I'm not lust curious"
Nausea. violent successive attacks
Of seasickness that left me too weak
to stand. I've got the headache yet"
His voice died out; he had q vague
impression OF Floyd starting up and
coming toward him.
IT had to make the doctor steady
me with some drug so ! could race"
he resumed abruptly. I'm brute
enough without that In me. Floyd"
"Hush. try to rest" urged his mech.
s~nician's earnest young voice across
the mist.
I'm tired" he conceded.
It seemed to him q long time after.
ward that . sensation Of exquisite
GOODNESS extinguished the hame-like
pain binding his temples. although the
rich sunset glow was still In the room
when be opened his eyes Floyd wat
bending over him. bathing his fore
head with light. nrm touches. Stan
the savage ir~ritability Of . strong man
what . position for you and mel
What win you DO for ms-the engine
10 shaking loose from the chassis. BY
the fsslingf Get your tools"
Don't try 70 talk. I have sent for
q DOCTOR" soothed Floyd. "You are
all right. Here" . hand was slipped
behind his head, . glass Of water held
to his lips. Drink this"
You might have been . NURSE
Stanton wandered dreamiiy. "YouI
sister couldn't do better. And you're
90 nonsensically goodlookins! FLOYD
the feverishly brilliant eyes flashed
wide. what 10 your sisters namef"
"Jessica."
"Jease-Jessica?"
I'VE are twins; ! told you that
They named us 30 p~urposely."
The heavy white bandage encirclina
his mechanician's left arm caught thu
patients failing attention.
you've had = bad day; go hom<
and rest" gaspsd Stanton the brute
before things slipped from his ken.
CHAPTER WI.