The Motor Girls Page 14
CHAPTER XIV
JUST CORA AND PAUL
As if this had been the entire object of his peculiar actions, Sidsuddenly stopped the car.
"This is as far as I care to go," he said. "I think I'll leave younow. I can't thank you enough for the ride," he added mockingly,and, with a bow that had much of irony in it, he walked down a sidepath of the park, into which he had directed the machine.
Cora did not answer him, but her look was sufficient to show whatshe thought. And in spite of her contempt she felt an overwhelmingdesire to question him about what he had said of Mary Downs.
Did Sid Wilcox know anything about the robbery?
That was a question Cora asked herself as she took her place at thewheel, just vacated by the unmannerly youth.
"He certainly acts as though he did," she reasoned to herself. "Andwhy should he make such an insinuation against Mary?"
She found no answer to her question. Suddenly looking at her watchshe noted that no train had departed from New City since she andPaul had reached there. She was yet in time to give, him a ride homeas she had planned. Turning quickly she made the run back toward thebank building.
From behind a clump of bushes Sid Wilcox watched her.
"I wonder if you'll tell your brother?" he mused, "If you do theremay be a row over my kidnaping you. But I couldn't help it. No, Idon't think you will tell Jack. You don't want to see us--quarrel."
He added the last word below his breath, and there was a mean smileon his face. As he turned to continue his walk he met a man comingin the opposite direction.
"Lem Gildy! What are you doing here?" he exclaimed.
"Why--er--I'm sort of lookin' for work."
"You--work!" exclaimed Sid.
"Well, I heard you was goin' to take a trip across country, and Ithought maybe you'd take me along. You and me's pals, ain't we?"
"Hush!" exclaimed Sid, as if afraid of someone hearing the man'swords. "Don't you know better than to follow me?"
"Well, I heard you was comin' for a new job, an' I thought--"
"You think entirely too much. Now you get hack to Chelton, and staythere. I may need you."
Lem's little, rat-like eyes gleamed.
"You'll pay me, won't you?" he asked.
"Of course."
"Well, I'm a little short now, an'--"
Sid extended a bill, which the man took quickly.
"Now be off," ordered young Wilcox, "and don't ever follow meagain."
He waited until Lem had shuffled off, and then he took a differentpath.
"He's getting altogether too familiar," said Sid to himself as hestrolled along. "But I may find him useful."
Scarcely had Cora, driving her big car, turned into the turnpikeleading from the park to New City, than she again encountered EdFoster and Walter Pennington. She instantly realized that they wouldwonder why she did not stop, for Ed was slowing up his car. But sheknew she could not get back to the bank building to meet Paul if shehalted, so, with a smile, as comprehensive as she was able to makeit, she sent the Whirlwind ahead at a fast speed. She noted thelooks of surprise on the faces of her friends as she passed them.
"How ever will I be able to explain?" was the thought that flashedinto Cora's mind. "Walter acted as if he wanted to saysomething--perhaps something about the money. He looked as if he werepleased. Maybe he has some good news."
It took Cora but a short time to make the run back to the city. Sheturned her machine toward the depot, as she knew a train wouldshortly leave for Chelton, and she fancied Paul might try to get it.Reaching the station she saw his tall figure, clad in the linenduster, pacing up and down the platform. She was just in time.
"Did you think I ran away?" she asked as she skillfully turned thecar up to the platform and stopped.
"Oh, no," he replied with a happy laugh. "I happened to see who gotinto the car, and I guessed that you were run away with."
"Wasn't it contemptible of him?" she asked, her fate flushing at therecollection of the ride. "But perhaps some day I may be able tomake him realize it. He doesn't seem to--now."
"No; he isn't that kind."
"I was afraid I wouldn't be in time to take you back, after yourinterview with the automobile people, and I fancied you had not comeprepared for a train trip to Chelton."
"That's very kind of you. I'm sorry you took the trouble to return.You have put yourself out considerably on my account, I'm afraid."
"Indeed, I have not. I enjoyed it myself--the ride, I mean--er--thatis, the first ride," and she laughed nervously. "I'm gladwe beat Sid. I fancy he acted as he did for revenge. But were yousuccessful?"
"Very much so, thanks to you."
"Well, if you want to ride back with me, I'll be very glad to haveyou. I must get back in time for luncheon or mamma may worry."
"Well, we mustn't have that happen. I'll get right in," which hedid, after cranking up the car for her, for not always could shestop it leaving a charge in one cylinder, so that it would startfrom the seat.
"I'm very glad you got the place," went on Cora as she steered outfrom among a tangle of other autos and carriages about the station.
"So am I. It means a great deal to me."
"And Sid was so disappointed. I could tell by his face, though hepretended not to be. But that's why he--ran away with me--or,rather, with my car."
"It would be difficult to understand all his reasons," declared Paulwith a smile. "He may have had another, equally weighty."
"You mean--"
Cora felt the warm blood mounting to her cheeks.
"I think he wanted to boast that he had ridden with you."
Paul was rather sorry he had said this, the moment after the wordswere uttered. Cora seemed much embarrassed. To give a new directionto her thoughts, Paul said:
"I want to tell you about my sister. It was on her account that Iparticularly wished to get this position. Hazel wants to go tocollege, and we couldn't afford to send her. Now, with the increasein salary which I shall get, it will be possible."
"Oh, how nice!" exclaimed Cora. "What college is she going to?"
"I don't know yet. But she is very ambitious."
"I should judge that--from knowing her brother."
"That's very nice of you," he said, and then both laughed.
"I'd like to meet your sister," Cora remarked; without thinking ofall her words might imply.
"Would you?" he asked warmly. "I'll be glad to have you. I thinkshe's a mighty fine girl."
"Won't you hate to leave her when you make the run across country?"
"Well, it isn't to start for a month, but I shall have to go to NewCity to get familiar with the new machine I am to drive. I'm notgoing away at once. I'll be in New City for some time."
"Oh," began Cora, "I'm glad--"
She stopped, and again felt herself blushing. Her tone had been alittle too warm. She realized that her evident pleasure and politeinterest might be misinterpreted. It looked very much as if Cora wasglad that Paul was not going away at once.
"Then your sister will not be deprived of your company just yet,"she managed to say, and she seemed to be paying particular attentionto the sparking lever.
"No," he replied. "Hazel and I are great friends--chums, you mightsay. In fact, I've never had a boy friend with whom I was able toget along so well as I can with my sister."
"That's very nice. It's what Jack says about me. He and I are thebest of friends. Of course, I'm very fond of the Robinson girls, butJack comes first. You remember the pretty twins, I've no doubt?"
"Yes, indeed I do. I could not help thinking how very 'untwinly'they are for twins."
"Aren't they? But they are the dearest girls! And they are goingto have a new car."
"Is that so? Do you happen to know what kind?"
Paul assumed his professional air.
"I believe it has not been decided yet. But they will most likelyget it from the Whitehall Company. Would you like to turn in theorder?"
"I think I can manage it easily enough," she said quickly. "They aresure to consult Jack about it. Couldn't you come over to our housethis evening, and--"
Again she found herself stopping suddenly and blushing. It wasrather awkward to ask a young man to call, particularly when one hasnever been properly introduced to him. If he were only acquaintedwith Jack, now . . .
Then Cora had a bright thought.
"You say you are acquainted with Walter Pennington?" she asked.
"Oh, yes. Our folks and the Penningtons are old friends."
"Then we must fix up a plan--er--to be perfectly proper. Not thatit makes any difference. First I want to meet your sister. Afterthat I am going to give a small affair. I have been putting it offfor some time--it's a positive duty, but I've been so interested inmy machine. There--I have it! I think I'll give an auto affair."
"Great possibilities in it," observed Paul. "But please do nottrouble yourself to get up one on account of myself or my sister,though I appreciate--"
"Oh, no, indeed," Cora hastened to explain. "I am due to give one,anyhow, and it may as well be that. I will be doubly interested ifthere should happen to be a matter of business for you involved init. The twins are in no great hurry about their car. When you canmeet them properly, and I will arrange it, I am sure they will giveyou the order."
"That would be splendid. I can't thank you enough."
"Wait until you get the order," and she laughed, "Mother declares Ihave a positive faculty for business."
"I rather agree with her," said Paul with a smile, as his faircompanion turned the machine into the main street of Chelton. "Ireally feel unable to properly thank you for what you have done forme to-day--"
"Now, please," interrupted Cora. "I was amply repaid in beating SidWilcox. But I cannot understand why he wanted the position. Evenyour explanation will hardly account for his extraordinary conduct.Why should he want to run a car across country?"
"Well, it can't be because he is short of funds," said Paul frankly."I'm positive of that. He took particular pains to display a roll ofbills when he was in the auto office, and I think that did notfavorably impress the manager, though I was practically sure of theplace when he came in."
"Well, that's just like Sid Wilcox," and Cora shuddered. It was areaction of the unpleasant ride she had been forced to take withhim.
"I hope, Miss Kimball, that you will soon be able to meet mysister," said Paul after a little silence, during which the car hadrun along. They were near the Beachwood Road, at the end of which,in a little grove of trees, was Cora's home.
"Not on account of what you have done for me," he went on, "butbecause I am sure you and she would be good friends. Hazel is a finegirl, as I said before, and besides that--" Paul stopped abruptly.
"Oh, I'm going to meet Hazel," declared Cora warmly as Paul alightedfrom the car. "I'll invite her to my affair. I am going to wake upfolks around here. Do you know, we all seem to be terribly depressedsince that money was--lost."
"Yes, and I don't wonder at it. Twenty thousand dollars is a largesum. I'd call it a fortune. But, somehow, I feel sure that Mr.Foster will recover it. I wish I could help unravel the mystery. Iwould like to--for more reasons than one."
What could he mean by that? His manner was very earnest. Coraglanced at him gratefully.
"Good-by," she said suddenly.
"Good-by," echoed Paul, and he turned up the street.