Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1913-05-19

Jluy, ana presently peCuue out QdTh
blot on the white road while the as
tonished chauffeur swore bitterly.
The red car was out of sight by the
time Morgan had reached the first turn
in the road, and he did not see it I'M
I'll he had scorched the road for ten
miles and had felt the patter of con-
stables bullet on the body of his car
Then he slowed down. and kept the red
car in sight
He could see Jim Waite'sS white felt
hat side by side with Joyce's bright
green one. and he could observe that
the hats were in too close proximity
for his own comfort.
Morgan felt Il cold rage stealing over
him. There was something malignant
about that staring green hat of Joy1e's,
something that tainted him and scorn-
ed him at the same time. He would
not permit it another instant. and he
gave fair warning by sounding his
horn defantly ard putting on all speed.
Jim Waite glanced around and then
the red car leaped forward and led
the chase.
The purSuer could see that Joyce
under the green hat was frightened
and that Jim Waite had one arm
around her even as he managed his
car with the other.
The dark car was swift one. how
ever. and little by little it overlook the
red one until at last they were racing
side by side along n lonely road. Nor
CAMS white. strained face bent for
ward to peer into Waites Ger.
What do you want, Morg?" de-
manded Jim hoarsely. Are you
craZy?"
~ want you to stop!' shouted Nor
gan excitedly.
What for?"
III tell you later what for"
Jim Waite spoke to the girl. and she.
with her face turned toward him and
glancing at MorGan's pale. excited one,
gave assent. and the red car stopped
slowly until the two painted side by
side
"Well?" demanded Jim angrily.
Take your arm awayw commanded
Morgan
You go to the dickensw was Waite's
reply.
Joyce" exclaimed Morgan. 81 would
| like to speak to you. 'please."
"'Joyce?" repeated Jim Waite con-
temptuously. Whats the matter with
you. Morg? Are you drunk or crazyT'
Morgan did not answer. He was
staring aGhast at the face of the girl
under the green hat 1t was not Joyce
Whittier at all. 1t was her cousin.
Belle Drake. and she was wearing n
costume Identical with that Joyce had
l,N oil
II thought it was Joyce's green hat"
said Morgan duly. II am very sorry.
I'm afraid I've acted like fool"
Jim Waite thought rapidly. He
whispered word to the girl. and she
tossed the green hat under the seat
and smiled at Morgan with charm
ing pOut.
; Morgan, you old goose. Joyce never
had a green hat. She lOathes green,
and it's all my fault that she wore it
, today The whole green color scheme
is mine Jimmy likes il. don't you.
dear?" she asked of that happy young
man.
Waite nodded bliSsfully.
81 went into Joyce's room this morn
ing and saw her things all laid out-all
white and too cute for arything-even
a little white hat. So | just appropri-
ated everything except the coat, for
have one of my own, and left my green
, clothes for her to wear. just for joke,
you know"
ITS n great joke on me-" observed
. Morgan with sickly smile,
ION me- too" admitted Belle pathet-
ically. for Joyce found me at the fair
! and scolded me dreadfully and made
, me go to the dressing room and change
= into mg own garments, and she has
now got her own. THERE
/ Morgan was turning his car carefully
| about.
81 suppose we may so on" remarked
Jim Waite meekly.
YES. old man. I'm sorry it happen
ed If the blessing of a fool car DO
you any good you have it. my chill
dren!"
Morgan flashed a backward smile as
he tore back along the road TO the fair
grounds.
Once more he entered the gate and
looked for joyce Whittier Il don't
know what to say to her" he muttered.
L ilSnl IlNe Blu" IL ShG NOu4uu Etl
herself up like thar without reason.
In this lavender business ! feel like an
.. italian villa. It's all matter OF com.
: parison. suppose"
Just then he saw Joyce, all in white
? looking like a bride. Even her sweet
. face was quite pale. A color came into
her cheeks when she saw him. They
, met in a secluded corner. and he took
her unresisting hands in his.
p Il have seen Belle and her green
hat" he said rather unsteadily. land I
a might have knaWn. darling. that IL
wasn't yon. You-yom-lOok like a
f bride Joyce. after all my criticism. be-
I side your white costume / feel as gay
= as a mountebank"
e 81 don't know how you feel" whis-
y pereh Joyce. but you look perfectly
/. dear"
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