The Washington times., 1914-07-04

nbvsicisn started. Hurt. you say
Runaway? Go on. quick" He listened
with whitening face. then broke IN ao-
runtlv. ..Of course, he sent Tor me-
I'll be right up" IA
He slammed the receiver upon Ns
hook. and seizing his hat ooiteo ou'
through a waiting room full VI Pc
tients, His car was in readiness anu
he called to his chauffeur In sucn tones
that the fellow ran to the startihs
crank raye il one violent whirl, thcn
vaulted to his seat
GO up Madison avenue; there's less
traffic there. And for Gods sake
hurry"
Durinr two years service with New
York's most fashionable physician the
driver had never received command
like this. and he opened up his ma
chine. A policeman warned him at
Thirty-third and the car slowed down.
at which Suydam lcaned forward, cry
ing roughly:
ITO h with the resoleuohe'
There's a man dying"
The last word was terked from him
az he was snapped back into the ton
neau- REGARDLESS Of admonitorJ shouts
from patrolrnen, the French car sang
it's growing song. while truck drivers
beloved curses and pedestrians ned
from crossings at the scream OF the
siren. A cross-town car blocked them,
and the brakes screeched in agony
while DIR. Suydsm was well nigh cat
apulted into the street, then they were
under way again with the car leapins
from speed to speed. 1t was the first
time the driver had ever dared disre-
gard those appraised. white-gloved
hands. and il filed his joy-ridins soul
with exultation. A street repair
doomed ahead. whereupon. with sick
eninr skid they swung into a side
street: the gears clsshed again. and an
instant later they shot out upon Fifth
avenue. At the next corner they lay
notionIess In a blockade. while the
motor shuddered. then they lodged
through an opening where the mud
guards missed by an inch and were
vhtrlins west toward Broadway. At
teth street q bicycle officer stared in
amazement at the dwindling number be-
meath the rear axle, then ducked his
head and began to pedal. He overhauled
the speeding machine as it throbbed be-
fore the doors Of Mercy Hospital. to
waved him toward the building and
told of a doctors urgency.
Inside. DR.. suydam. pallid OF face
and shaking IN a most unprofessionai
manner, was bending over figure IN
riding clothes. the figure OF q tall
muscular man who lay silent. deaf
to his words Of greeting.
They told him all there was TO tell.
in the deadly. impersonal way OF
emergency hospitals. while he nodded
swift comprehension There had been
a runaway; q woman on a big evil
eyed bay that had taken fright at
an automobile; swift rush up the
Drive, a lunge over the neck OF the
pursuing horse. then man wrenched
from his saddle and dragged be-
heath cruel, murderous hoofs. The
bay had gone down. and the woman
was senseless when the ambulance
arrived. but she had revived and had
been hurried to her home In the
mans hand they found the fragment
of a bride rein gripped with such
desperation that they could not re-
move 1t Until he regained conscious
ness. He had asked regarding the
oblivion again. They told Suydam
that he would die.
With sick heart the listener cursed
ell high-spirited women and high
strung horses, declaring them to be
works of the devil. like automobiles;
then he went back TO the side Of his
friend. where other hands less I'M
steady were at work.
Poor lonely old Bobr' he muir
INJURED. Not u soul TO care except
Marmtcn and me. and God knows
whether she cares or not"
But Robert Austin did not sic, al
though the attending surgeons said
he would. said he should. in fact, else
all teachings of their science were
at fault. He even offended the tradi-
tions Of surgery by being removed to
his own apartments in a week. There
Suydsm. who had watched him night
and day. told him that Miss Moore
had a broken shoulder and hence
could not come to see him.
Poor girl said Austin family If
I'd known more about horses might
have saved her"
IF you'd known more about horses
you'd have let Pointer run." declared
his friend. Nobody but an idiot or
a Bob Austin would have taken the
chance you did. How is your head ~
Tho sick man closed his eyes wear
fly.
1T hurts all the time. What's the
matter with it?'
We've none Of us been able to dis
cover what isn't the matter with 1t.
Why in thunder did you hold on so
long?"
Because II love her, suppose"
did you ask her to marry your"
Suydam had been itching 10 ask the
question for days.
mo. l was just getting to 1t when
Pointer bolted. | am slow at such
things" There was a moments pause.
Doc, what's the matter with my eyes?
[ can't see very well.''
Don't talk so much" ordered the
physician You're lucky TO be here At