Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1923-03-02

Tense.
Lost itY' he exclaimed. 81 guess
it's just as well! You look a heap
happierl What job d'you think OF
chasin'T'
I'll don't know"
Billy looked at her eagerly. A sud-
den flash came into his eyes, as one
who conceives a superb idea.
"Say! Let me find you Onel I've
a brain-wavel"
"What do you meanY'
go shares with mel"
"Shares?' echoed Aimee. She was
conscious of a curious little thrill.
"Share whatT'
"See herei" said Billy, cycling her
keenly. "When we were doing fifty
five on the Sphinx, you never wilted-
never turned a hair!"
"Of course not. 1t was gorgeous"
He came nearer, intensely earnest.
"Know anything about motor en-
gines?' he said quickly.
i've often taken down the old bus
at home, on a wet day, and reas-
sembled it"
"Where was that?"
"At the place where 1 had a job"
said Aimee.
Great !" he cried. you're the thing
I've been looking for all these months.
Now, listen to the brain-wave. I'm
over here to sell the Sphinx. There's
a big deal on in London. But what
l wants a quiet spot where l can
develop some of the gadgets with no
crooks around to steal EN-. Get meY
Eyes, go on said Aimee, catching
his enthusiasm.
"Tm heading now for a little town
called Stanhoe, thirty miles south OF
here. : Stanhoe's quiet as the tomb
I've struck 1t before. There's an old
mill l bIieve 1 a get hold of, and
fit up as a garage and workshop"
eyes, 1 see!" said Aimee eagerly.
"Come on into it with income to
Stanhoe !" said Billy explosively.
you'll catch on to the Flying Sphinx
in a minute, an then popularize her
as a lady's- mount The finest mount
for a girl ever put on the market.
There isn't one yet. You can do it,
You've got the nerve-an' the grit
I'll teach you to tend an drive her.
VIII you conner
"Will a duck swim" cried Aimee.
"Of course I'll comet"
"Fine partner !" cried Billy, fling
ing out a big brown hand.
Aimee took 1t, and received a shake
that bruised her fingers.
"Take your perch, old chap!" said
Billy, s%traddling the Sphinx. "Of for
Stanhoe! !"
They whirred down the long slope
with the westering u broad on their
right above the fir-trees. 1t was a
roughish ride on the carrier. There
was no pillion-seat; Billy was evil
IDENTIFY not accustomed to carry pas
sengers.
Say" said Billy, e his shoulder,
II didn't catch your name, did II"
"Aimee-Snooks," replied the pas
senger on the spur of the moment, as
well as she could for the wind whis-
Ting in her teeth.
"Snooks!"
Aimee laughed. 1t was very like
Scroope, and quiet as musical.
"Near enough !" she gasped. "But
old chap will do. Is that Americana"
American? Gee, no! It's the only
English 1 know. Let it go at that
Amy is too feminine for a partnership.
And now we'll let her out. This" said
Billy joyOusly, as he opened the
throttle wide, "is what the doctor
ordered"
The Flying Sphinx, freighted with
the partners, roared down the hill
and devoured the miles to Stanhoe.
On the outskirts of the little mar.
ket town of Stanhoe vas a cyclists
rest-house. Here the two travellers
had tea under a laburnum tree on the
lawn. Billy locked the amazing
motorcycle in a shed, by the proprie.
tors leave, and the pair walked into
the town on foot.
Two more utterly insouciant and
care free young people never entered
an English village on an April day.
No jot of doubt, of fear, or hesitation
assailed them. Billy, intensely mas.
culine though he was, appeared ia
be possessed of a virgin mind. Such
a thing, though uncommon, is by nc
means nonexistent among the sons OF
Adam. 1t may be that the air of the
Colorado foothills favors it's growth
His possession of it called for no com
ment from Aimee. Her mind was OF
the same color.
1t did not enter into their heads for
a moment that anybody could put a
dubious construction on their asso.
citation with each other. Had such an
idea dawned, they might possibly have
turned and parted company on the spot
Aimee left Billy suddenly and adj
dressed an inquiry to an elderly mar
who stood beside a farmers cart. In
a moment she rejoined him.
MRS. Summing, 2 Ivy cottage, lets
lodgings" announced Aimee trium.