Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1921-04-22

around. Inen Il DenQ IN the rohd nlQ
them from sight, and still frowning,
Drumnond pulled out his case and
lit a. cigarette. For the, man whose
eye lie had caught as the Rolls went
by was Henry Lakington. There. was
no mistaking that hard-lipped, cruel
face.
Presumably, thought Hugh, the
other two occupants were Mr.. Peter
son and the doubtful daughter, .1rma |;
Presumably they were returning TO- The
Elms. And Incidentally there seemed
no, pronounced reason why e. they.
shouldn't. But, somehow. the sudden
appearance of Lakington had upset
him; lie felt irritable and. annoyed.
What little lie had seen Of the man
he had not liked; he did not want
to be reminded Of him, especially just
as he was thinking of Phyllis. -.
: He watched the white dust-cloud
rise over the hill In front as the car
topped it; he watched it settle and
drift away In the faint breeze. Then
he let in his clutch and followed
quite slowly in the big cars wake.
There had been two men in front
the driver and another, and he Won
dered idly if the latter was Mr.. Ben
ton. He accelerated up the hill and
swung over the. top; the next mo-
ment lie braked hard and pulled up
just in time. The; Rolls, with the
chauffeur peerlng into the bonnet. had
stopped In such a position that 1t was
impossible for him to get by.
The girl was still seated in the back
Of the car, also the passenger in
front, but the two other men We're
standing in the road apparently watch
ing the chauffeur, and. after q Willie
the one whom Drnmln'ond had recog-
nizedsas LakIngton came toward him.
"I'm sorry" he began-and then
paused in surprise. "Why, surely it's
Captain Drummond!" '..,..'
. Drumnond nodded pleasantly.
"The occupant of b car is hardly like,
ily. to:chnnge' in amiTe,, is: hep" he re-
marked. "I'm afraid I forgot to
wave as you went past. but I, got
your smile all right. Are you likely
ito be long, because If so, III stop my
engine?'.
The other man was now approach
Ing casually, and Drummond regarded
him casually. "a friend of our little
Phyllis, Peterson" said Lakington, as
he came up.
."Any friend - of Miss Benton's Is,
I hope, ours" said Peterson with q
smile. you've known her. a long
time, expect?"
"Qulte a long time," returned Hugh.
1--WE have jazzed together on many
occasions"
(Which makes it all the more un-
fortunate that, we should have de-
layed. you," said Peterson. II can't
help thinking, Lakington, that that
new chauffeur Is q bit Of fool"
IT hope he avoided the crash all
right" murmured .Drummond politely.
Both men looked. at him. THE
,craslr!p.a said Lakington: There was
no question of a crash. We just
stopped"
Really" remarked Drummond. II
think, sir, that you must be right In
your diagnosis of your chauffeur's
mentality" He turned courteously to
Peterson. "When something goes
wrong, for o felIah to stop his car,
by braking so kard that he locks both
back wheels, is ro bon. as we used
to say In France. I thought, Judging
by the tracks in the dust, that you
must have been in imminent danger
of ramming q traction engine. won
der if 1 could help your man." he
continued. "I'm a bit Of an expert with
q Rolls"
"How very kind of you," said Peter
son. "I'll so and see." He went over
to the man and spoke few words.
isn't 1t extraordinary" remarked
Hugh, "how the eye of the boss gal-
vunizes the average man into acttv-
ity. AS long, probably, as Mr.. Peter
son had remained here talking, that
chauffeur would have gone on tinker,
ing with the engine. And now-look,
in q. .second-aQ serene. And yet l
dure. say Mr.. Peterson knows nothing
about 1t really. Just the watching
eye, Mr.. LakIngton. Wonderful thing
the human optic"
He rambled on with genial smile,
watching with apparent interest the
car In front. "Who's the quaint bird
sitting beside the chauffeur? He ap-
peals to me immensely. Wish to
heaven I'd had few more like him
In France to turn into snipers."
MAY ask why you think he would
have been a success ct the job?' LAX
lngton's voice expressed merely per-
functory Interest, but his cold, steely
eyes were fixed on Drummond.
Hes SO motIonless,' answered
Hugh. 1.-THE bally fellow hasn't
moved O muscle since I've been here.
l. believe he'd sit on hornets nest,
and leave the inmates guessing. Great
gift, Mr.. Lakington. Shows strength
of will but rarely met with-a mind
which rises above mere vulgar Gu