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sly. "I know, I know," she responded quickly. "The boy who had the tickets told me. There is no time to lose. I have a plan." "A special train?" he asked. "I have no money." "The auto," she replied quickly. "I will drive it. I've driven it hundreds of miles"---- "Betty," he expostulated, using her name unconsciously. "You cannot--maybe we can find a driver." "I can and I will," she said decisively; "it is only 235 miles. We have eight hours. We can make it. The car is fast and easy to handle." Still arguing, she led him back to the car, and they rode quickly back to the hotel over part of the route they had traversed during their wild flight. They breakfasted while the car was being prepared for the run, studying road maps while they ate. "Betty, how can I ever thank you," he said, leaning forward over the table. "By calling me Miss Tabor and winning the game to-day," she said, coolly, without looking up from the maps. "The car is ready," the head waiter announced. "A good trip to you, Miss Tabor." "You have a good driver, McCarthy," said the manager, who alone knew the object of the trip. "She handles that car better than I do. I have given her permission to tear it to pieces to get you through." The start was undramatic. The car rolled easily along to the drive and presently was lifting and dropping over the hills of the splendid speedway. A gentle breeze from the river fanned them as they rushed through it. In five minutes they were clear of the congested traffic on the bridge and the car, gathering speed, rushed into the hills on the opposite side of the river. Five minutes later the car was quivering with its increasing speed and McCarthy, looking at the gauge, saw that it registered forty-seven miles, and was still sliding forward. Fourteen miles across the rolling plateau the car raced with sustained speed, the engine humming in perfect tune and only the heavier vibration of the tires attesting the speed. At slower pace the car climbed among the ridge of hills that had been rising ahead, and after five miles of rougher going it turned into the old stage road. "It's five minutes past nine," said the girl, "and we've done more than forty miles already. The next forty is good and we'll try to gain time." "We ought to make it easily," he responded brightly. "You're a heroine." "I do not know what the roads are beyond Hedgeport," she interrupted anxiously. "It
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