Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1918-12-30
CHAPTER XX.
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Copyright. 1918, Star Company
At the sound of the motor horn.
Honora started nervously. 1t was
one of the so-called siren" variety
and she had heard it once before
this evening.
Turning in her seat. she leaned
out and gazed into the glare of a
pair of headlights coming straight
toward her.
What could the driver be think
ing of? He must surely see Arthur's
red tail light glowing in the dark
ness. He must also see by the
light of his own lamps that a car
was directly in front OF his.
Again the siren-notes sounded and
Arthur swung his car almost out of
the road to avoid being struck as
the other automobile came abreast
of his.
Internal idiot" he exclaimed
wrathfully.
His voice was drowned in the roar
of the car that lurched past, skidded,
almost overturned, and, righting it.
self. shot away around a curve
ahead.
oh" Honora started as if to
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self. refrained. "They will have an
awful accident" she gasped.
That was Chambers car" Ar
thur exploded. Tom is probably
drunk and driving straight to the
devil-or the hospital. Why
what's the matter?" For his COM
panion had given vent to low
moan.
Hurry" she begged. Hurry
around that bend there. I am sure
something dreadful has happened.
There-look!"
AS they rounded the curve they
saw by the clear moonlight that the
runabout that had passed them at
such a furious rate had plunged,
head first. down an embankment
at the. side of the road. Thirty
seconds later the Bruce car had
reached the spot and Arthur sprang
out.
Quick as he was Honora was on
the ground as soon as he, and, TO
his amazement, was holding out her
arms TO a figure that was climbing
up from the shallow ditch.
Mildred Escapes
NIilly! Milly." she murmured.
Thank God you are safe"
At the same moment Tom Chand-
Ter clambered up from the other
side of the automobile.
Lord, that was a close shaVe.'
he declared unsteadily. Why, hello,
people! Where did you drop from
Millv, are you hurt, my dear!
"N-no," Mildred giggled hys-
terically, her teeth chattering. on
here come some people! wish
they wouldn't"
A ear full of men was approach
ing, and the driver slowed up as he
saw there had been an accident.
Listen. Milly!" Honora COM
manded quickly. You were not
with Tom Chandler. You drove out
here with Arthur and me,-and we
stopped to see il Tom was hurt.
Understand"
.WeIl-Tu be darned." Tom NUT
tered. You are a cool one.'
shes right" Arthur broke in
incisively. Then, more loudly, as
the new arrivals drew up along
side. Come on. ladies. We may
as we'll get back into our car, now
that we know that Chandler HIM
self is all right. Tom I'll stop at
the nearest garage and send
trouble-man back for your ma
chine"
"Ill wait here till he comes"
Tom rejoined. in spite"-with an
unnatural laugh-"of your urgent
invitation to me TO ride back with
you"
Good night Tom" Milly called
shrilly as Arthur started his car.
I am sorry that we .
But Honora silenced her before
she couId finish her sentence.
None of the party spoke again
until after Arthur had stopped at a
garage and ordered a repair man
TO go back to where Tom waited.
Then, as they drove on, Milly de-
clared herself.