The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1914-02-28
Illustrations by Ellsworth Young
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oh" he gasped. 7 heard EN- say
you we're coming up tonight. Well,
say! What do you think Of"
"In there train in before morning?"
mo. ma'am. Seyen-forty is the
first"
she waited moment Then shall
have to ask you to come out and get
your fellow.deputy He is useless TO
me. 1 mean TO go on in the machine.
The sheriff understands"
The fellow hesitated.
Il cannot take him with me, and he
will freeze to death II leave him In
the road. VIII you conner"
The man stared at her.
Say, Is II your husbandY" he
asked agape.
She nodded her head.
Well, I'll go out and have a look
at the fellow you've got with you,
he said, still doubtful.
She stood in the door while he
crossed over to the car and peered at
the face OF the sleeper
Steve Morley" he said. "Fuller'n
goat"
Please remove him from the car.
she directed
Later on. as he stood looking down
at the inert figure In the big rocking
chair, and painting from his labors, he
heard her say patiently:
And now will you be so good as to
direct me 10 the Post-road."
He scratched his head This ia
mighty queer, the whole business" he
declared. assailed by doubts. Sup.
pose you are not Mrs Wrandall, but
the other one. What then7"
AS II in answer to his question, the
man Morley opened his blear-eyes and
tried TO get 10 his feet.
"What-what are we dom here. Mis-
Wran all? Wha's up?"
stay where you are, Steve" said
the other. IT'S all right" Then he
went forth and pointed the way To
her. TITS long ways TO Columbus
Circle" he said. Il don't envy you the
trip. Keep straight ahead after you
hit the Post.road." He stood there
nstening until the whir OF the motor
was lost in the distance. She'll never
make Il, ne said TO himself. its
more than a strong man could do OF
roads like these. She must be crazy.
Coming 10 the Post-road, she in
creased the speed OF the car, with the
sharp wind behind her, her eyes In
tent on the white stretch that leapec
up In front OF the lamps like a blank
wall beyond which there was nothing
but dense oblivion But for the fact
that she knew that this road ran
straight and unobstructed into the out
skirts OF New York, she might have
lost courage and decision The natura
confidence OF an experienced driver
was hers She had the daring OF one
who has never met with an accident
and who trusts 10 the instincts rather
than TO an actual understanding oi
conditions With her, Il was not 9
question OF her own capacity and
strength. but n belief in the fidelity oi
the engine that carried her forward
II had not occurred TO her that the
task OF guiding that heavy, swervinl
thing through the unbroken road was
something beyond her powers OF EN-
durance She often had driven II 9
hundred miles and more without rest
ing, or without losing zest In the en-
terprise; then why should she feat
the small matter OF 30 miles. even un
der the most trying OF conditions?
Sharply there came to her mind the
question: was she the only one abroad
In this black little world? What OF
the other woman? The one who was
being hunted? Where was she? And
what OF the ghost az her heels?
The car bounded over railroad
crossing. She recalled the directions
given by the man az the station and
hastily applied the brake. There was
another and more dangerous crossing
hundred yards ahead. She had beer
warned particularly TO take Il care
fully. as there was sharp curve IN