Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-07-25
r xIII.-Oontinued.
In the Motor.

Celia covered. her face with her
hands Tor a few moments. Then she
drew them away and said simply:
Eyes, monsieur, 1 will tell you"
Hanaud bowed to her with a gem
uine difference.
THANK you, mademoiselle," he
said, and in his voice there was a
strong ring of sympathy.
They went downstairs and entered
Ricardo's motor ar.
II want to send a telephone mes
sage" said Hanaud, If you will
wait here"
mol" cried Celia decisively, and
she again laid hold Of his coat, with
a pretty imperiousness, as though he
belonged to her. =.
But I must" said Hanautd with a
laugh.
Celia. as she op ,1ed the door and set
a foot upon the step.
You will not, 1ladnmo.sci.e,' sail
Hanaud, with a. ausn. will lou
take your foot Lack INTO that ear:
That is better. Now you WI SIT with
your friend, NJ. iii:i.d,, w1om, hy
the way, I have no. yet introduced
to you. He is = V. v good 'riend Ct
yours, mademoise lie, AID Will in the
future be a still betts:. one. M
Ricardo felt mis- cons: inn:e rather
heavy within him, for he had come
out to Geneva with the fixed inten-
ton of arresting her as a most dan
gerous criminal. Even now he could
not understand how she could be in
nocent of a share in Nine. Dauvray's
murder. But Hanaud evidently
thought she was. e.
A Pretty Compliment.
And since Hanaud thought SO, why,
it was better to say nothing if one
was sensitive to gibes. So Ricardo
sat and talked with her while Ha-
maud ran back into the restaurant.
1t mattered very little, however, what
he said, for Celia's eyes were fixed
upon the doorway through which Ha-
maud had disappeared. And when he
came back she was quick to turn the
handle of the door.
Now, mademoiselle, we will wrap
you up in M. Ricardo's spare motor
coat, and your knees with a
rug, and put you between us, anu
then you can go to Sleep"
The a sped through the streets or
Geneva. Celia Harland, with a lit
tie sigh Of relief, nestled down be-
tween the two men.
"If I knew you better" she said
to Hanaud. 81 should tell you-what,
of course. I do not tell you now-
that I feel as if l had a big New
foundland dog with me-"
Mile. Celie," said Hanaud, and his
voice told her that he was moved.
that is IA very pretty thing which
you have said to me-
The lights of the city fell away be-
hind them. Now only a glow in the
sky spoke Of Geneva; now even that
was gone and with a smooth con-
tinuous purr the car raced through
the cool darkness. The great head
lamps threw a bright circle Of light
before them. and the road slipped
away beneath the wheels like a run
ming tide. Celia fell asleep.
A Trivial Slip.
Even when the car stopped at the
Pont de La Caille she did not waken
The door was opened, a search fol-
contraband was made. the book was
signed, still she did not waken. The
car sped on. Er
"You see, coming into France /.
a different affair" said Hanaud.
Yes" replied Ricardo.
"Still. I will ownit,I you caught me
mapping yesterday"
Il did?" exclaimed Ricardo JOY.
fully. te
you did,. returned Hanaud. g
had heard of sthe Pont de La
Caille. But you will not mention It
You will not ruin me :"
superb in his magnanimity. "Yo,
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