Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-03-14

eoNNA Ndubtu " AnelE entrance.
You are unwell. sir?" the clerk
Ventured. regarding him wide-eyed
No" he denied laconically.
But he looked far more fatigued
than his comparatively frail mechan-
ician, nevertheless. Fatigued. and i'll.
You didn't hurt yourself in our up
set, hope" Floyd said with anxiety.
when they were alone In the stiff, I'M
personal hotel room.
No. / had bad night OF it," 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 is
nothing the matter with me-there
can't be, | never was sick a day since
can remember. Probably ! need
feeding; I've eaten nothing since that
confounded dinner last evening. and
1t is nearly six O'Clock now"
But. after all. when the food was
brought. Stanton could eat none of
1t; although maintaining a pretense
of doing so, which forbade his COM
panion to comment upon the fact.
Were you feeling i'll yesterday"
Floyd inquired, when the last course
was removed and they were left to
themselves. His own bearing was less
assured than usual, his gaiety subdued
to quietness almost savoring of tim
idity.
Not until evening, after dinner"
The mnphaniNian 1nOEnh of him
started to 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 | began to feel so sick that | ex.
cused myself and got away to the
nearest doctor"
Floyd turned his head, and caught
his breath in 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 like it,"
Miss Carlisle doesn't seem to be
a lucky companion" Floyd observed
dryly. "She made you miss your train
here, 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
cream"
Mo- hardly know. never care
what l eat" He passed his hand i'm.
patiently across his forehead, sudden
ly giddy.
Floyd leaned nearer.
Stanton, how did you feel? What?
Tell me; I'm not just 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 a vague
impression of Floyd starting up and
coming toward him.
Il had to make the doctor steady
me with some drug so l could race.
he resumed abruptly. I'm brute
enough without that in me. Floyd"
Hush. try to rest" urged his mech
anician's earnest young voice across
the mist.
I'm tired" he conceded.
1t seemed to him long time after
ward that sensation of exquisite
GOODNESS extinguished the f1ame-like
pain binding his temples, although the
rich sunset glow was still in the room
when he opened his eyes Floyd was
bending over him, bathing his fore
head with light, firm touches. Stan
the savage irritability of strong man
What position for you and me
What will you do for me-the engine
is shaking loose from the chassis, by
the feeling? Get your tools"
Don't try to talk. have sent FOR
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 a nurse,
Stanton wandered dreamily your
sister couldn't do better And you're
so nonsensically good-looking! Floyd,
the feverishly brilliant eyes flashed
wide, what is your sisters name?"
"Jessica."
"Jesse-Jessica?
1--WE are twins; | told you that
They named US so purposely."
The heavy white bandage encirclins
his mechanically left arm caught the
patients failing attention.
you've had a bad day; go home
and rest" gasped Stanton the brute
before things slipped from his ken.