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the Ambulance in France."

"They'd better not let you drive a car if they care anything about it,"
I said, coldly.

"That's it! Go to it! Give me the Devil, of course. Why should you care
that I have a broken arm, or almost?"

"Well," I said, in a cutting manner, "broken bones mend themselves and
do not have to be taken to a Garage, where they charge by the hour and
loaf most of the time. May I ask, if not to much trouble to inform me,
whom you took out in my car last night? Because I'd like to send her
your pin. I'd go on wearing it, but it's to expencive."

"Oh, very well," he said. He then brought out my key ring, although
unable to take the keys off because of having but one hand. "If you're
as touchy as all that, and don't care for the real story, I'm through.
That's all."

I then began to feel remorceful. I am of a forgiving Nature naturaly and
could not forget that but yesterday he had been tender and loving, and
had let me drive almost half the time. I therfore said:

"If you can explain I will listen. But be breif. I am in no mood for
words."

Well, the long and short of it was that I was wrong, and should not
have jumped to conclusions. Because the Gray's house had been robbed the
night before, taking all the silver and Mr. Gray's dress suit, as well
as shirts and so on, and as their CHAUFFEUR had taken one of the maids
out INCOGNITO and gone over a bank, returning at seven A. M. in a hired
hack, there was no way to follow the theif. So Tom had taken my car
and would have caught him, having found Mr. Gray's trowsers on a fense,
although torn, but that he ran into a tree because of going very fast
and skiding.

He would have gone through the wind-shield, but that it was down.

I was by that time mollafied and sorry I had been so angry, especialy as
Tom said:

"Father ofered a hundred dollars reward for his capture, and as you have
been adviseing me to save money, I went after the hundred."

At this thought, that my FIANCEE had endangered his hand and the rest of
his person in order to acquire money for our ultamate marriage, my anger
died.

I therfore submitted to an embrase, and washed the car, which was
covered with mud, as Tom had but one hand and that holding a cigarette.

Now and then, Dear Reader, when not to much worried with finances, I
look back and recall those halycon days when Love had its place in my
life, filling it to the exclusion of even suficient food, and rendering
me immu