The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1914-10-07

of the cnvirons OF the city when Tsose
left her seat and knelt behind his, tc
communicate tho intelligence that
they were already being pursued.
A heavy touring car, she said It was
driven by a man, a woman in the
seat by his side-Judith the latter, the
man an old employee of her fathers
by the name Of Marrophat.
Marrophat!
Alan remembered that one.
He could only trust in his skill al
q driver, and skill is the lesser factor
in such race.
They could overtake the fugitives
practically when they would.
But for some weird, Incompetent
sible reason they chose to hang GER
tain distance in the rear. distance
that could readily be bridged by two
minutes of furious driving.
Why?
In the succeeding quarter-hour the
calmness of fatalism became Alans
They were biding their time for some
secret and fatal purpose. The blow
was predestined to fall, but cruelty de-
ferred
For his own part, he drove like an
exceptionally cunning mailman. 4.
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-tiy
down slight grade.
From the bottom of the grade it
swung away in wide, graceful curve.
bordered for some distance by railroad
tracks on slightly lc",er level.
He had guessed tne fiendish plan OF
the other driver only too truly.
AS they approached at express
speed the stretch where the road par.
alleled the tracks Alan sought to hug
the left-hand side Of the road, but in
vain.
Roaring, with its mufller cut out, the
pursuing car swept up and batlled him,
bringing it's right forward wheel up
beside the left rear wheel Of his car.
then moro slowly forging up until,
with its weight, bulk and superior
power, it forced him inch by inch to
the right, toward the tracks. until his
right-hand wheels left the road and
ran on uneven turf, until the lefthand
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 a maniac moment.
when the world was upside down.
Alan's car slipped and skidded, swung
sideways with frtghtful momentum:
toward the railroad tracks, caught its
wheels against the ties, and
The sun swung in the heavens like a
ball on string. There was crash. a
roar There was nothing-ob
llvion
The car had turned turtle. pinnins
Rose and Alan beneath it.
"Alan!" she gasped. You are moi
killed..
"No-not even much hurt, l fancy
he replied. And you?"
"Not 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.
ed his head and shoulders, caught him
with two hands beneath his arm pits
and drew him clear Of the machine.
And the face Of his rescuer was the
face of Judith Urine.
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 first
glance was UP the track. and discov'
cred the train slowing to q halt.
His next was one of wonder for the
countenance of Judith Urine as she
stood, at little distance. regarding
him; her look almost illegible. a curl
Gus compound Of passions coloring it
relief, regret, hatred. love
His 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 precipitately to pursue.
but found his way barred by Judith.
moi" she cried violently. mo, you
shall mott"
Her hand sought the grip Of re-
volver that protruded from her pocket
With a short, hysterical gasp, he be-
gan to laugh.
what" he tainted her-"again? ?"
think what you like!" she cried in
a frenzy. "You saved me once-now
spare you. We're quits. But next
time"
"O-rot!" he interjected. you will
never nave the courage to pull that
trigger when I'm helpless in your
hands!"
The hot blood mantled her exquisite
face like red fire. She caught her
breath with q sob, then flung wildly
at him:
We'll, If you must know-its true.
I cant bring myself to kill you. I
would to God / could. But l can't.
For all that, you shall die-I could not