Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1925-07-04

TawnO Ker." Renshaw's voice grew
more incisive. Il really think you'd
better let me drive" he finished
For a few seconds Verify was ST
lent. When she spoke. her words re-
yealed the character Of her thoughts
"Drive, by all means" she muir
INJURED, If you would feel more com
Portable"
Renshaw felt the blood rush to his
head. The remark Itself he accepted
as an insult. Also, It reminded him
Of something he had forgotten. His
muscles grew lax under the impulse
| to sit back and let the ass at the
wheel ditch them ALL If he had to.
Then, quietly he tapped on the win
dow to stop the car, and when the
| driver obeyed the signal, he got out
and Esised the young man from his
seat with a single and compelling ges-
ture
IT'S so thick you can't see" he said
casually, as he took the wheel 81
know the road"
The chauffeur took the seat beside
him without protest, muttering some
thing about snow in his eyes. Rem
shaw drove in silence for ten minutes,
then stopped abruptly beside a small
wooden structure whose one lighted
window shone mistily through the
storm.
This IS the Ardville station" he
/ told the substitute. "a train for New
York stops here in about half an
hour"
He offered the man a bin as he
spoke, but the chauffeur shrank away.
SAY" he muttered peeyishly,
whats the ideaY"
Renshaw spoke pleasantly, but his
voice had hardened: I'm sorry II
you have a date with one of the
maids but the best thing you can do
tonight is to get back to town. You
can see the girl later"
I'm id If I will" muttered the
man. ''What right you got to butt int
It's the lady that engaged me"
That's true but she has Just told
me to take your place Come. now"
At the last two words the man started
The tone was new and menaclng
an give you exactly one minute to
get down and away, Don't forget this"
He was still holding out the bill, and
at last the man took it.
"Oh, all right" he said grumpily,
"if that's the way you feel about It
l was only tryin' to help out pal"
Very creditable of you. I'm sure.
Goodnight
Renshaw started the car, but his
eyes were on the man. "Toddle right
into the nice warm station" he adj
vised
The man drlfted languidly toward
the station door He had thrust the
bin into his pocket, and he seemed
annoyed but philosophic Shut away
from tile drift of the conversation,
though within sound of the mems
voices, the two inside the limousine
watched the scene.
Hes sendIag him back to New
York, Verify interpreted, with flush
Of annoyance. THAT young man Ia
| taking a great deal upon himself II
/ had realized what he meant TO do"
She stopped TO give an appreciative
mind to the perfection OF Renshaw's
driving II was as perfect a thing as
| Harris, and this was superlative praise
"He can drive, anyway she CON
ceded
The Limousine stopped with a jerk
Renshaw leaped from his place and
hurried around to the back OF the car.
Opening the door and leaning out to
discover what had happened, Verify
caught his words They were a tribe
hurried He had pursued for few
feet and had caught something that
was vigorously protesting against the
capture.
Come, now" said Rensbaw. "This
Is getting annoying you know. You're
lot keener on that maid than
thought you were"
"Leggo me" responded another
breathless but urgent voice
The owner of the voice seemed to
be getting violent shaking. His
words came out Ia gasps Thar sug-
gested this BY looking through the
window at the rear Verify now had
an excellent moving picture OF the
scene.
"The chauffeur we thought we left
al the station merely ran after the car
and hung on" she reported to Madame
Hvoeslef Both received the fun bene-
At of Renshaw's next words
ttIst,, fngI{naA "a give won a GOOD