The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1915-01-21

"A AedN| touring car, she said 1t was,
driven by Il man, a woman In the
seat BY his side-Judith the latter, the
mar an old employee Of her fathers
by the name OF Marrophat.
M~arrorha;.
Alan remembered that one.
he could only trust in his skill as
q driver, Il skill is the lesser factor
in such a race.
They could oyertake the fugitives
practically when they would.
But for some weird, Incompetent
sible reason they chose to hang a GER
tain distance In the rear, q distance
that cculd readily be bridged by two
minutes Of furious driving.
Why?
In the succeeding quarter-hour the
calmness Of fatalism became Alan's.
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, ne drove like an
exceptionally cunning mailman. .
Ah~ Nh'lt IulJt tltdl ~ hc 1CSob~
nized the time and the place and the
character OF the road that lay before
him as the car sped like a d~ragon-fy
down a slight grade.
From the bottom of the grade II
swung away in a wide, graceful curve,
bordered for some distance by railroad
tracks on a slightly To- 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 muller cut out. the
pursuing car swept up and bafled him,
bringing its right forward wheel sp
beside the left real wheel of his car,
then more slowly forging up until,
with its weight, bulk and superior
power, 1t 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 left-hand
wheels as well 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 q maniac moment,
when the world was upside down.
Alan's car slipped and skidded, swung
sideways with frightful momentum
toward the railroad tracks, caught it's
wheels against the ties. and .
The sun swung in the heavens like q
ball on q string. There was a crash, a
roar There was nothing-ob-
The car had turned turtle, pinning
Rose and Alan beneath 1t.
"Alan!" she gasped. You are not
killed."
"No-not even much hurt, I fancy"
he replied. And your"
mot much"
The deep-throated roar Of the loco
motive believing danger silenced him.
He closed his eyes.
Then abruptly the weight was lifted
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ging Rose from under the machine,
and saw that the man was Marrophat-
And almost Immediately someone lift
ed his head and shoulders, caught him
with two hands beneath his arm pits
and drew him clear Of the machine.
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 a halt.
His next was one Of wonder for the
countenance Of Judith Urine as she
stood, at a 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.
mol" she cried violently. mo, you
shall not"
Her hand sought the grip Of a 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 l
spare o We're quite. But next
time"
"O-rot!" he interjected. you will
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