Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-01-14

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Accident" he said n his thin voico.
'I'd give something fee anothsr."
"You would!' shs asked b . peculiar
Dne.
yes" no said. frankly. "rvs Aaa .
alunge on, Something eass. I want -
nee The whip beaten. must go her
beaten. That's why toid you. You've
rot quick wits"-
The jockey" she suG4eetol
"Hensst idiot"
The stabls?'
Guarded like the sultan's harsoi
6sverIsy's pse fsd."
Yes. the trains the place." she said.
nusingly. getting to her feet
Puzzled. Sartoris also arooa
"Howi Her lad and probably hef
clown Of trainer, Lambert viii travel
with her in the box on behind. and
Zip it at Mannsld. whsss the down
express will pick It up"-
"SlIp it, she said. while her
thoughts were busy on some sudden
problem.
"Yes." he explained. Its what they
always do. don't you know. pull .
string thing that undoes the coupling
and the horse box slows down and
stops At the junction while the train
runs through
"Has-has It ever gone wrongr' che
asked In way 30 arouse BIZ sus-
picions.
WHAT"
1.-THE slip business. What would hap
pen II the horse box were slipped too
soon-say. Falconhurst tunnel-and left
standing on the line?"
1.-The next train would see the red
TAIL light and STOP" he said.
There was q world Of potential txas-
edy in the woman's voice ~ With the
smile Of a destiny Of evil she went On:
"But-in the-dark-it will be dark
II some one had dropped Oh the tail
light before the next train could stop!'
The box would be smashed" he
said dazedly.
And the horse?" She paused for .
full moment Then she went on:
The train does not run fast through
the tunnel. I've been there dozens Of
times. I've seen guards do tho thing.
It's easy enough-to swing from car
rage to carriage-alons the foot plate
to drop OF the red tail light-to pull
the siip-and yet the next train
With her hands brought violently
together she let inference finish her
sentence for her.
Whom could one trust" demanded
sartoris suddenly.
When I've work to do" she said. II
only trust myself"
But You COULDN'T he began.
mo. but you could-easily-if you
were on the train" she said. III you
Joined It farther north and none knew
lyon could do tiff you want It
done SO badly and you have the
pluck
She was interrupted BY the ringing
Of the bell which gave notice that the
hydraulic door would close shortly.
"Ah. the door, she exclaimed
Then in q low but strong tone she
went on:
whats going to happen? IL The
Whip going to win, or will there be
IN accident!"
They left quickly. as they did not
wish to run any risk OF being locked
In when there was work to do" as she
had phrased 1t.
For fol! half minute Lambert star
ed after them: then be leaned over the
Jury box and shook his hst in the d.
eection Of the retreadnE pair.
mo: there won't. my pretty lady"
he said aloud. the solitude and the
company Of the waxen images inclin-
voice. ''There'lI be no accident.
Why? Because that clown Of a train
er Lambert will stop it-becaus use he'll
send his horse safe to the post 6rst
and hell talk to you two after-tea:
you what he heard-tell you to yo0i
face what you are
The second bell rang. and immsdl-
ately without waiting TO allow any who
might be in the chamber OF horrors TO
get out, the unseen attendant on an.
other door pulled a lever. and the door
closed with hard bang. Lambert was
locked within the chamber Of horrors,
with no way Of escape until Monday.
Here, stop THAR he roared ~ be
got down from the jury box and tried
to open the door. Il tell you there's
some ono inside-open the door at once
don't play the confounded fool. tell
you It's most important-let me out!'
But he could not bulge the door.
Then be put hts hands TO bis mouth
and shouted:
Help. help. help"
All of the lights except few near
the ceiling were switched out. adding
to the terror Of the trainers situation.
Don't do that-don't do that" he
fairly howled. Stop it-don't leave
me here In the dark-I shall 60 mad
alone here in the dark With these
alone for day and night and anoth-
er night till Monday. while
Into his frenzied mind there came
thought Of The Whip. At the picture
Of his beloved and nrst member Of the
Beverley string lying upon some rail.
road track dying, his terror increased
% be cTied:
They are smashing my hoese-
they'll smash The Whip-while I'm
locked up hers-they shan't-let me
out, l say-lst me out!'
The manifold tortures Of the situa-
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