The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1914-06-20

I Il gave her Isabel's letter on
the way across to you"
| Flavia was sitting in the car.
As Gerard came up. she bent to
him.
"corrie," she breathed.
He has more courage than !, %
Gerard gravely acknowledged. Il
could not have done IL. A superb
folly, unjust to himself and us
He might safely have confided in
HIS father or me and have trusted
Isabel to our care"
Allan, she had his promise to
tell no one and she held him to It.
In her letter, she says that Corrie
came to her at dawn, the last
morning we were all at home,
| and called her out into the empty
hall to beseech her for permission
TO tell you. But she refused. He
did not break down then, and
flashed out at her that he must
and would tell you the truth,
when he left her. OF course he
did not do so. Allan. she de-
clares that he then told you, that
she knows il because you wrote
to her that evening about your
8NeAo0hN anu 1Ou NOuIu ldhG
care of Corrie whatever happen
| ed"
81"
Your letter to me. She had
been insane with dread all day,
believing Corrie would fulfill his
threat to tell you his innocence,
and when Rupert came she saw
only that idea confirmed. She
NrURs q
and me-"
Gerard looked at her, having
no words; presently he sat down
on the edge of the car at her
feet. Mr.. Rose had found
camp chair in the shadow of a
wall.
When the last hour of the con-
test was reached, IL was noted
that the Mercury car had sudden
ly slackened it's pace. The car
came around on the next lap
with the condition hardly i'm
proved. Rupert sat with one arm
around Corrie's shoulders. appar-
emily talking In the drivers ear.
Gerard's brows contracted sharp
up; he uttered an excuse TO Fla
via and went front. Five drivers,
through exhaustion, had already
dropped out of the race.
The next quarter-hour stretch
| ed long. But at last the Mercury
rolled down the white road. Up
In her camp the car sped, and
stopped.
Before the halt was effected
| Rupert had snatcned off the driv-
er's stIffocating mask, leaning
over him.
Oil, gas" he demanded gen.
| orally. Here, Rose"
dis white, fatigue-drawn face
barred to the fresh wind, Corris
tried to speak, but instead let his
head fall forward on his arm as
1t rested upon the steering wheel.
Rose, you low-down quitteri"
Ruper stormed at him. You GO
ing to chuck up a won race? Wa
ter, you fellows. Here, Rose,
you amt anything but a fake!"
He splashed the water over the
boyish forehead.
Fill the tanks" Corrie gasped
lying passive under the rough
treatment. I'm ready to go on
tell me when"
Gerard was beside the car.
"Corrie," he began.
Rupert Unexpectedly famed
out at him across the PROSTATE
figure:
Let him alone! He amt
Sandow and the driving's hell.
He's going on, tell you. Here,
Rose, get some class into you.
what?"
But Gerard had a better tonic
than cold water or singing abuse.
"Corrie, your cousin has told us
the TRUTH" he said. I'VE know
now who caused the wreck of my
car last year"
Corrie started so violently as to
/ overturn the jug in Rupert's
hand and send its contents over
them both, his eyes flashed wide
to Gerard.
Isabel"
Isabel has told us all. You
stand cleared"
Corrie slowly drew himself
erect in his seat. Mechanically he
reached for his mask.
Thanks" he answered. 81 can
drive now"
Tanks full" shouted a score
of voices.
Men scattered from around the
cars wheels in expectation of the
start, Gerard stepped back. But
Corrie turned in his seat and held