The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1914-11-04
" cyp4rtEhs 1aLR Joseph Vance
Continued the Colonial Thursday Nov S.

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\ In the succeeding quarter.hour the
calmness of fatalisin became Alans.
They,were hiding their time for some
secret and fatal purpose. The blow
was predestined to fall. but cruelty de-
ferred. tss.
For his own part. he drove like an
exceptionally cunning mailman. /. :.
And then. quite clearly. he recog'
nized the time and the place and the
character OF the road that lay before
him as the car sped like dragon.fy
down a. slight grade.
From the bottom Of the grade It
swung away in wide, graceful curve
bordered for some distance BY railroad
tracks on u slightly lcSer, level.
He had guessed tae hendIsh plan Of
the. other driver only too, truly
AS they approached at express
speed. the stretch where the road par.
alIeled the tracks Alan sought to hug
the left.hand side of the road, but in
vain. ,.,s -,
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pursuing car swept up and bafied him,
bringing It's. right forward wheel up
beside. the left, rear wheel Of his car,
then more slowly, forging, up, until,
with its. weight bulk and ,supertor
power. It forced, him inch by, inch to
the right toward othe tracks, IDtil his
right.hand wheels left the road sand
ran on uneven turf, until the left;hand
wheels as we'll lost grip on the road
metal. until the car began to. dip on
the slope to the tracks.
He heard the. far hoot-toot Of q
freight locomotive
! There followed maniac moment
when the world was upside down.
lAlan's car slipped and shielded. swung
sideways with frIghtful momentum
toward the railroad tracks, caught its
wheels against the ties, and !.
The sun swung in the heavens like q
ball on string. There was. crash, a
roar There was nothing-ob'
nvion
The car had turned turtle, plnning
Rose and Alan beneath It. =.
"Alan!" she gasped. You are not
killed." m
"No-not even much hurt, fancy"
he replied. "And you?"
mot much"
The deep-throated roar OF the loco.
motive believing danger silenced him,
He closed his eyes.
Then abruptly the weight was lifted
from his chest. He saw man drag.
ging Rose from under the machine,
and saw that the man was Marrophat.
Aud almost Immediately someone lift,
ed his head and shoulders caught him
with two hands beneath his arm pits
and drew him clear of the machine.
Aud the face OF his rescuer was the
face of Judith Urine. Il,
The crash he had expected, of the
car being crumpled up by the oncom,
ing locomotive, did not follow.
AS he scrambled to his feet, his fret
glance was up the track, and discoE'
cred the train slowing TO halt.
His next was one of wonder for thu
countenance of Judith Urine as sha
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him; her look almost illeglble, a cur.
Gus compound OF passions coloring it
relief, regret, hatred. love -.
Ills third glance deserted beyond
her the figures of Marrophat carrying
Rose in his arms. stumbling as he ran
toward his car on the highroad.
He moved prectpitately to pursue,
but found his way barred by Judith.
moi" she cried violently. mo, you
shall not" - /
FIer hand sought the grip of re-
xelyerS thatlprdtruded from her pocket
with 4 short, hSSterical gaspi he be-
gan to laugh S3
Wharf.-The tainted "again?''
Think what you llke!" she cried in
a frenzy. "You saved me once-now I
spare you. We're quite. But next
time"
"o-rot!" he interjected. you will