Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1930-03-13
The excitement was general.

The excitement was general.
Are they due?" said Gyneth at last.
mot yet" said Toby. II swear 1t.
They haven't been gone
A sharp, sinister drone spared him
the lie.
Then a red car shot into sight-with
q blue, we'll out ON its left, not a length
behind.
ST. Loe knew what he was doing.
Overhaul Birot he could not. The
man was jealous and knew every trick
of the trade. On the track st. Loe could
have done it, but the fellow held him
at the orners, and he had not the
time to do it between the bends. I'm
less he could outWit Birot-pass him
when he did not expect it--he would
never get by. And now the moment
was coming-at this corner where the
surface had gone. Birot had the right
to the rails. Well, he could have them
here-and lose half a length by bump
ing. where the going wa rough.
Both cars were goir~ like fury. Half
the width Of the road was between
them, and twenty-five yards from the
corner the red car was hardly clear.
AS Birot thrust for the corner, st.
4Ot Oll liAo 4 LII IAN wv
gasped, and Gyneth put a hand to her
throat.
The cars were converging. BirOt was
driving for the corner, and Roderick
was driving for Birot. The cars were
converging at thirty-six yards a sec
ond-forty, perhaps. More. The cor
ner taken, Birot would bear to the left.
They were bound to meet - simply
bound TO. There was a slice of the
tarmac which each must have. The
laws Of balance required it. Whoever
tried TO avoid it must overturn.
st. Lot nut his foot right down.
Unaware of his danger, Birot was
holding his car. This was leaping like
a ram. What did that matter? Let
her leap, the beauty. He had the rails.
A blue streak slid by him a foot away.
AS he bore to the left, his nose was
less than a yard from the others tail.
The cars had crossed.
The roar that went up to heaven
must have been heard for miles. st.
Loe heard it, and Birot-two lengths
behind.
The crowds at the next corner heard
it, saw the blue car leading, and took
it up.
Judy Boleyn was dancing; Toby Rage
had a Spaniard bv the arm.
Sometime SWayed against him, and
Judy cried out.
If l could sit down." murmured Gy-
meth.
But Toby picked her up and carried
her back to the car.
Five hours had gone by.
The dinner at the Maria Christina
was a thing of the past.
Ewart, the shrewd. the imperturbable,
was testing with the reporters and slap
ping them on the back. MacMahon,
supine on a sofa, was e%ndeavoring to
sing. Jordan, who never drank, was
the worse for wear. Akers was writing
home, enclosing a preposterous check.
And the name Of the winning car was
on everyone's lips.
From the terrace at Iriberri Roderick
smiled at the sea. Gyneth's arms were
about him and her hair was against
his cheek.
You see, Gyneth, darling, I had to.
We couldn't have lived on five hun
dred, and"
Suppose you'd been killed"
I'D thought of that. And that would
ildfC OCCAl 1dl OCltCl Vlldll M lll6All6 yOu
down. l was out of my mind at Como
II think you were in love there" said
Gyneth.
II was very selfish" said Roderick
putting her hand to his lips.
who told you that? Ewart?"
Roderick swallowed. HE didn't put
it that way, but he opened my eyes,
With a little half sob, half laugh
the girl set her cheek against his.
my simple darling" she said. when
will you see?"
But"
Perhaps you will when we're mar
ried. OF course, Ewart's cramped my
style. It's you I want, my darling
That's why, when I found you were
racing, I nearly died. You see, I'm
truly selfish. It's a way beggars have
And queens" said ST. Loe gently
holding her close to his heart.
Gyneth put up her mouth.
tCopyright. 1929. Dornford Yates)