New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1912-02-28
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Tho roaring reports Of the motor
;y1oll into abrupt silence. as the driver
brought his car to halt.
"You signaled?" he called across the
rrind Of set brakes.
In the blending glare OF the search
tights from the two machines, the
kray one arriving and the limousine
dsawn to the roadside, the young girl
,tood. her hand still extended in the
GESTURE which had stopped the man
,who now leaned across his wheel.
"Oh. please" she appealed again.
On either side stretched away the
Long Island meadows. dark. sound
|, less, apparently uninhabited. Only
this spot of light broke the monotony
Of dreariness. A keen. chill, October
wind sighed past. stirring the girls
delicate gown as it's folds lay IN
needed in the dust, fluttering her fur
lined cloak and shaking two or three
childish curls from the bondage OF
her velvet hood. The driver swung
himself down and came toward her
with the unhasting swiftness Of one
trained to the unexpected.
81 beg pardon-can l be of some
use?" he asked.
I'VE are lost" she confessed hur-
riedly. III you could set us right, !
should be grateful. I've must get
home soon. have been guest at a
house somewhere here, and started to
return to New York this afternoon.
The chauffeur does not know Long
Island; we cannot seem to find any
place. And now we have lost a tire.
I was afraid"
She broke of abruptly, as her COM
panion descended from the limousine.
We only want to know the way;
we're all right" he explained. This
10 my cousin: came out after her,
you see. Don't get so worried. En-
tly-we1l 90 straight on az soon as
Anderson changes the tire"
He huddled his words slightly and
spoke too rapidly. the round. good.
humored face be turned to the white
light was too flushed; otherwise there
was nothing unusual in his appear
ance. And his caste was evident and
unquestionable in spite Of any cir.
cumstance. There was no anger in
girls dark eyes az she gazed
straight before her. only pity and help
less distress.
II can tell your chauffeur the road"
the driver Of the gray car quietly said.
l"Have you far to got"
ITO the St. Royal" she answered,
looking at him. my uncle IL there.
II that far"
mo; you can reach there by ten
o'clock. will speak to your chauf'
feur."
DO, like a good fellow" the other
man interposed. lawfully obliged.
You're not angry, Emily" he added,
lowering his voice, and moving near
er her. "Since we're engaged, why
should you get frightened simply be-
cause l proposed we get married to-
night instead Of waiting for a big
wedding? thought it was a good
idea. you know. It isn't my fault An
derson got lost instead Of getting Us
home for dinner, is it,"
Hush. Dick" she rebuked. hot COL
or sweeping her face. you, you are
not we'll. And we are not engaged;
you forget. Just because people want
Us to be-" Too proud to let her
steadiness CULVER, she broke the SEN
tence. lam. ,ta..~. -
II the driver had heard, and it was
!carcely possible that he had not. he
kade no sign. BY the acetylene light
IS produced an envelope and pencil.
and proceeded to sketch q map show
ing the route to tho Mmousine's chauf-
ieur.
Understand it7'' he Queried, con.
oluding. He had . certain decision OF
not in tho least arrogant, but
ne result of q serene self.surety
hat somehow accorded with his 1.-the,
trained grace of movement. A Judge
II men would have read him an ath'
etc. perhaps In an unusual line.
Yes, sir" the chauffeur replied.
I'll get Miss French home in NO
ime after get the tire on"
The indiscretion Of the spoken
lame was ignored, except for q slight
1T Of the hearers eyebrows.
"How long does it take you to
hange q tire?"
about half an hour; it's night, OF
An odd, choking gurgle sounded from
be gray machine, where dark figure
ad sat until now in quiescent mute
ess.
Half an hour!" echoed the gray
Dchine's driver, and faced toward
[kschuckle. Rupert, it isn't in your
ontract, but do you want to come
YER and change this tire?"
It'll do it for you, Darling" was the
weet RESPONSE; the small figure
oiled over the edge Of the car with
at-like celebrity. Where are your
ools, you chauffeur? Quick!"
The bewildered chauffeur mechan'
,ally reached for a box on the rum
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