HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1940-05-16, Page 2THURSDAY, MAY 10, 1910 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE
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Slie learned back in hei' seat
suddenly faint. ‘“Could we . •
the window open?”
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As they sat on he talked opti
mistically from time to time about
his plans, she returning him not so
much as a monosyllable, while the
night wore on outside, and the un
seen dawn doubtless turned frpm
grey to pink and from pink to
blue of an awakened sky.
Mr, Mench prepared and lit
other cigar, He had smoked
most continuously, and the little
compartment was acrid with smoke.
As the matchlight curled about the
glowing end an idea struggled ir
resistibly in the girl’s mind. “You
want air. You want air," it seemed
to insist. It was a natural enough
eoncepton, for she did want air,
though, of their volition, her tired
senses would have seemed hardly
capably of suggesting it, and it did
seem
how.
as if
have
Mr. Mench said that-, since it was
doubtless near daylight outside, he
did not see why not. He was afraid
he had been showing himself less
■considerate than he wanted to be.
She must try and forgive him. He
had been a man living alone for so
long that he had grown unused to
a woman’s company. He rose and,
pulling the curtain slightly to one
side, opened the little lattice win
dow. “I’m afraid we must have
t.he light out,” he said and, after
blowing out the hanging lamp, he
drew the curtain completely and
exposed the dim greyness of early
morning.
“Except for my selfish pleasxfre,”
said Mr. Mench, “I hardly see why
I should be keeping you up like
this. If you care to retire, there
is a comfortable berth in the next
compartment, and I will undertake
that you shall not be disturbed.”
“I have no wish to sleep.” she
said, though all her body belied
that statement. In her mind she
knew that remorse and worry would
between them suffice to banish
sleep, however weary she might be.
and asleep she could not hope to
outwit the triumphant little man
who sat opposite her, the red tip
of his cigar glowing in the faint
light.
It was fresher since the opening
of the window. A little cool breeze
was ruffling the curtain, that and
something dimly white that crept
over the ledge from without like
the pale and insubstantial hand of
a ghost. She stared at the white
intrusion fascinated, and felt an
irrational gladness that, in the dim
light where they sat, she might
continue to stare without the direc
tion of her glance being obvious.
Rescue
There was a scraping, clamber
ing sound and a quick rustle above
the little bureau desk. The white
instrusive thing jerked forward and
one of the tubes disappeared from
the spot on which it had lain. Back
came the white thing, but Mr.
Mench had been alarmed. His fat
hand shot out simultaneously to
grasp the other tube, and for a mo
ment it seemed to wrestle with that
of the ghost. She sprang to hinder
him, all her weight swinging against
him just as from his other hand
there came a report and a spurt of
flame.
The ghostly hand relaxed its grip
and vanished. Mr. Mench, standing
fired five more times through the
open window so that instead of
with cigar smoke the air became
oppressive with an acrid, stinging
scent. iFrom outside there came
cries and a rush of feet plodding
over the grass. Dropping his revol
ver Mr. Mench made a dive for the
other compartment and through it
rushed out into the dawn, expos
tulating, shouting commands, dir
ecting, From the window she
could make out a running figure
swiftly and obviously outdistanc
ing a group of pursuers that tailed
off like a spent jack already.
“We’d better hurry out of this
while the coast’s clear,” said a voice
at which her heart leapt, and she
was hurried towards the open door
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an arm came out and swung her
down the steps. Now Hendringham
said: “Run now, as far as you can,”
and she was running with him to
wards a dark hedge.
They were running across the
wide field unmolested, but she could
not reach the hedge. Her breath
began to come in hard sobs, her legs
to refuse unto stumbling. “Can’t
keep it up,” she gasped.
“Into the ditch then,” he told
her, and together they flung them
selves through a barrier* of nettles
and briars to land crouching in a
prickly obscurity on a deeply mud
dy floor.
“We’ll be all right here for a bit,”
he said. “I only hope Johnny’s
wind holds out long enough for him
to get clear. He used to be a crack
quarter-miler but he hasn't exactly
kept himself in training of late
years. He got off the mark like a
hare though, as soon as the shoot
ing was over. Did you see whether
he got both tubes?”
“Only one,” she said.
“Hell!” he answered. “One’s no
use. If they still have the other
one we’ve failed. We’ll have to
make contact with Johnny somehow
and find out what he means to do.
He won’t stay away from here if
there’s a tube still in their posses
sion.”
A droning sound that had been
growing all this time now became
so near that its explanation was
obvious. It ceased and the first
clear rays of the sun, too high as
yet to brighten the grass, lit up
the white body of an aeroplane. The
droning cessation and the banking
of the plane had an
was unmistakable.
“By jove.” said
“he’s landing!”
They watched the
a great bird until its wheels touch
ed earth and, bouncing,
wind to
whistle
caravan
Men ch
hurrying,
but at :
roundness, towards the
and presently one or two men ap
peared, following him. Under his
arm was the unmistakable sacking
parcel.
“He’s going to get away with it,”
said Hendringham. “He’s got to be
stopped somehow. Let’s try to get
round to the machine by the back
of the hedge. There’s bound to
be a gap and they’re too excited to
see us.”
Together they scrambled out and,
skirting the ditch, found an old gap
roughly made up with brushwood.
He leapt at it and his -weight crash
ed through. Then he leaned back
and catching her hands drew her
after him. There was no sign they
had been noticed. Now hand in hand
but each unconscious of that, they
hurried along behind the hedge un
til, bursting through another hedge
at the corner, they almost stumbled
over a long, dark-clothed man, who
was worming his wray almost liter
ally ventre-a-terre in the opposite
direction.
“Johnny!” said Hendringham.
Johnny
all up if
intention that
Hendringham,
it taxied up-
a stop. There was a shrill
from the corner -where the
stood and presently Mr.
appeared in that quarter.
He ambled uncouthly,
a fair speed despite his
towards the machine
“Shurrup!” murmured
Cope, “and keep low. It’s
they catch sight of us.”
Obediently and a little
they crouched. ;
whispering now,
the move?”
“I’m going to get in their path.
They’re bound to take off against
the wind. You two had better stay
here.”
“Can’t I help?”
“One’s enough if it comes off. It
it doesn’t two
ference.
time.”
“But .
“Damn
flat as you can,
and crouching, moved along the
hedge towards the gap through
which the two had just burst. As
he turned to leave tnem they saw
he had one of the samples, appear-
ently the battered one, under his
arm.
The two moved back to the’ gap
and obediently laid flat on the dew
wet nettles that covered the slight
rise of the bank. From here they
could see Cope making his sin
uous way along the line by which
they had arrived.
“I’ve been a mug as usual,” whis
pered Hendringham. “Trust Johnny
to think out the obvious tactics be
fore he makes a move. Did you see
what he’s got under his arm?”'
She nodded and her hand squeez
ed his as if in sympathy for his
self-abasement. She might have
been telling him not to be too hard
on himself.
Mark 1702 Boes Its Work
The group about the 'plane were
’busy wheeling her about. They got
her into position and two figures
climbed aboard. There they stood
back as the engine roared into life,
and the graceful thing began to
shamedly
and Hendringham,
, asked: ’’What’s
won’t make any dif
all or nothing this
you!Stay here and lie as
the other snapped
Clinton Resident Killed
GET SET FOR HAPPY MOTORING WITH
GOODYEARS
Cope
arm
of a
They
her
■was
held
man
saw
con-
the
slip
bent
from
like
gust.
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taxi lightly across the level surface
Faster and faster she moved, until
her wheels began to leave the
ground. “Hell, he can't stop her
now,” said Hendringham, “not if
she clears the hedge, he can’t.”
She rose a few feet, a few feet
more, until it was clear that she
would skim easily the line of nut
trees that crested the hedge. Johnny
Cope, rising, ran swiftly to inter
cept her, “She’s beaten him,” said
Hendringham bitterly.
They saw the machine swoop up
wards towards the hedge, as, gather
ing speed, hei* pilot increased
lift, and they saw that
now standing with one
backwards, like the arm
about to throw a weight,
his thin body swing about with
centrated effort, saw something fly
from his outstretched arm, saw him
drop like a stone behind the hedge.
The heavy body of the sample
lobbed gently over the hedge and
struck.the ground an instant before
the ’plane swooped above it. There
was a puff of pale flame from the
ground where the thrown thing had
landed, and, high overhead,
’plane tilted, and began to
backwards. The hazel trees
absurdly and then went flying
their roothold in the hedge,
trees uptorn by some terrific
Quickly the ’plane slipped back
wards, almost vertical now, then it
sat heavily on its tail and crump
led, collapsed.
Now the noise of the explosion
was borne to them as if on a fierce
hot wind, that scattered leaver
and grass. The men who had been
standing to watch the take-off fell
flat at its approach.
“Come on,” cried Hendringham,
“She’s catching fire!”
He ran swiftly, in advance of his
skirt hampered companion, but be
fore he had gone many steps, he
saw Johnny Cope dash from the
hedge and with a wild heave, drag
the fat, inert body of Mr. Pandolfius
Mench from the cockpit. “Dead,”
thought Hendringham as he ran.
“Get that' tube out of liis pocket,
said Cope a moment later, as Hend^
ringham reached the scene. “I’ve
got the sample. I’ll just see if it's
any use salvaging the pilot.”
But the pilot was already
ing from the danger of the flames,
a weak-looking man, one of whose
legs trailed helplessly.
“Don’t faint, for God’s sake!”
Cope told Miss Silvane as, reaching
them, she wrung her hands in hor
ror.
It sufficed. She was immediately
herself again and “I don’t faint,”
she snapped.
“Right. Make for that far gate.
“You’ll find my car on the other
side if someone hasn’t made off
with it. Geoff and I will cover
the retreat.”
There was however, little need
to cover their retreat. The men who
had been blown over were sitting
or standing about now, leaderless.
One of two of them had recovered
enough to move towards the now
blazing machine, but they moved
as if dazed and certainly had no
interest in the fugitives.
“The pilot’ll be all right with
them once they’ve got their senses
back. Mench won’t need help this
side of the Judgment Day,” said
Johnny Cope as he passed the gate,
behind -which in a little rough lane
were the big ear and Miss Silvane.
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“How did you manage it, John
ny? . I thought that projectile car
ried a time fuse.” Hendringham was
leaning forward from the rear seat,
where he sat beside a girl, his left
hand held behind him so as not to
leave hold of hers. The big car
was making some sixty miles per
hour Londonwards.
“Altered the fuse while you were
trying to break my neck last night.
I’d been thinking out how to do it
for a long time. Had a hunch a per
cussion effect’d come in useful
somehow.” He jerked round for an
instant to say to Claire Silvane:
“My worst moments were when I
was outside that abominable cara
van willing that you should want a
window open. I knew I could get
a clairvoyant sight of you at any
time, but I didn't know how far I
could put ideas Into your head.”
“If you can do
.1 shall
him.
“I’ll
at any
There is an idea I am very anxious
should be acted on by both of you,”
“And what is that?” asked Hend
ringham.
“That I should be best man and
not wait too long for the pleasure
either,” said Johnny Cope and with
that he settled down once more
to his driving.
THE END
be afraid
never try
rate not
that sort
of you,”
of thing
she told
promise,again, I
more than ^once.i
(The characters In this story are
entirely imaginary and no reference
to any living person is intended.)
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