The Marietta journal. (Marietta, Ga.) 1918-1944, 1920-07-02

| 1t, fastened the blame upoa TeI,ar
skiilfully avoiding Alice's questions.
and successfully courted q few hours'
| dreamless sleep.
Not SO Teller. He was, indeed a
| good sport, as well as a good athlete
But the loss of his car overshadowed
all other sensations. Teller loved his
car. He welcomed the telephone ring
mat interrupted his thinking and
snatched hopefully at the receiver.
Information :"
But 1 didn't ask"
know. I'm just offering it gratis"
The voice was deep and gruff. TAX
ing II for granted you'd like to hear
anything you could about your car"
What about the carp he said.
Know old Ben's stable, close to
Fox's Bend?p
Yes" fibbed Teller.
you'll find your car there
How do you know? '-fearing a
ruse.
I'm information, that's my bust
ness" The voice softened. srThe car
isn't hurt. Goodbye
Hold on I" cried Teller, but too late
He sat down, half dazed, half angry.
Now, who in" he mumbled, "who
laughs like that?" He called upon his
memory. A dim pieture met his eff
tort; girls quizzical smile, few
persistent, teasing questions, and the
echo of laugh which had held no
meaning for him at the time, but which
he now probed with interest. AZ won
der!" he exclaimed. Impossible! A
woman couldn't touch that car, above
all, not that slip of girl Z"
jack, with whom he was staying
found him whistling. Its all right
old man, I've found her!" Jack stared.
Teller laughed. ''Her-capital HI"
Where is it?"
"Tt?''
1.-THE car"
Blast the carp cried Teller. az
mean-that is-not entirely. l say,
Jack, is she the sort that could do it?"
with sudden pleading. II just couldn't
stand let-down now!'
The maid handed Teller a small
package marked urgent" Teller
opened it. The plug of his machine
rolled to the floor with a card scrib-
bled Information"
At the very spot described Teller
found his machine IF she didn't do
it." he muttered, "Tll never forgive
her!"
AS Jack had implied, Mary alone
was visible discovered !" shouted
Teller, in greeting, and fancied he saw
her start. my car" he added for her
relief. ut was the most mysterious
thing Had your breakfast? Good !!
Want to take Spin-and I'll tell YOU
all about it,"
"Why-yes," said Mary.
want to driver" asked Teller, as
they started.
Up cried the girl in surprise.
"Why not?" he continued cooly.
Lots easier by day."
"Since you took my car, you'll have
" IuCluu6 IIip.
Again Mary laughed, this time lit
tie uncertainty.
A wave of confusion seized her.
"But had no idea you'd take it this
wayp' she blurted.
Never can TELL" retorted Teller. ut
takes all FORMS"
II just couldn't resist" murmured
Mary, and grew furious because It
sounded like an apology. you seemed
$3.50"
"A regular boaster," admitted Teller,
proving his craftsmanship in the con-
fession, "but you can't say I'm not a
good sport"
I'm not sure" said Mary slyly. MAY
I driver" she added, with apparent ir-
relevance.
"You drive-back home, if you like"
he commanded. "We'll start fair, all
over again; just to prove" he light
ened his tone, ''that I am a good
sport, and good fighter" But Mary
only laughed again, the same low CUR
gle that had leased his ears and men,
ory; this time, however, with some
thing of culver in it that thrilled him
to the hope of victory.