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Then the chauffeur turned on the power, and away they shot into the darkness, the girls crying a good-by after them. "Well, we had a dandy time, in spite of the breakdown," remarked the young major. "But we have got to find out who played this trick on us," came from Pepper. "That may be easier said than done," said Andy. "Whoever was mean enough to play such a trick will do his best to lay low."

Then for a few minutes there was a lull, and directing my chauffeur to go ahead at top speed we reached our destination safely. I had barely entered this scene of desolation when Bosche shells came hurtling overhead and fell with a deafening explosion a short distance away. Here I had my first taste of gas from the German weeping shells.

The cab drawing up to the curb, out P. Sybarite hopped, a dollar in hand for the chauffeur, and the admonition: "I'm keeping you; wait till I come out, if I'm all night; and don't let your motor die, 'cause I may be in a hurry." "Gotcha," said the chauffeur tersely; pocketed the bill; lighted a cigarette.... P. Sybarite held back an instant to inspect the approach.

In the household of a rich industrial, whose family consists of himself, wife, and four children, the man-servant receives 80 marks, the chauffeur 200, the cook 45, the lady's maid 35, the house-maid 25, kitchen-maid 12, and the governess 30 marks a month.

Silently she helped him into the car, saw him sink back with her muff still supporting his injured arm, whispered a low "Good-bye!" and turned to the waiting chauffeur. "Drive him quickly home," she said. "And then go for a doctor." Not till the car was out of sight did she realise that her knees were shaking and refusing to support her.

"If you'll wait a minute, Mr. Griggs," proposed Tom, "we'll be able to give you a ride into town. The general manager gave me authority to rent and use an automobile after this. It's out there waiting now." The new foreman gratefully accepted the invitation. Within five minutes the chauffeur had stopped the car in Paloma and Tim Griggs got out to go to his new boarding place in the town.

"I can't imagine a nicer place to be left in," said Bobby, adding between bounces, "besides, you needn't look so cross at me. It is all your own fault." The chauffeur at this point felt it incumbent upon him to avert a quarrel, so he offered the cheering assurance that it was only four forty-five, and he could get most anywhere in fifteen minutes.

"Go to Kathleen, Minna; she asked for you," and as his wife turned back into her bedroom, he added, "See if there is anything wrong with the elevator, Henry." Obediently the chauffeur stepped through the narrow entrance to the elevator and into the steel cage. The next instant he turned an ashy face toward his companions. "Look!" he gasped. "Look!"

I suppose," he said with a smile, "you didn't write a letter saying that you were going to run away with the chauffeur?" She sat up at this. "I did write a letter," she said slowly. "It wasn't a real letter, it was in a story which Jean was dictating." She closed her eyes. "How awful," she said. "I can't believe it even now." "Tell me about the story," said the man quickly.

He looked at her a moment as if he hadn't believed his own ears, while his companion burst into wild laughter. "TouchŽ, mon ami," he cried, clapping the chauffeur on the back. "My faith, but she has a pretty wit the donkey and Monsieur Philidor par exemple!" And he roared with laughter again.