Walter
stopped her car, and before it had come to a full halt Sid was
detaching the tow rope. Mary took this chance to alight from the
Whirlwind, as they were not far from the post-office, and Ida
followed her. Sid cranked up for the short run into the blacksmith
shop. Ida and Mary were walking down the street together.
"Go ahead!" Sid called to Walter.
"Oh, you're welcome," replied Walter sarcastically. "Not the least
trouble, thank you. Glad at any time--"
Sid shot at him an angry glance over his shoulder.
"I'd like to know who had a better right to haul me out of the
ditch?" he said sneeringly.
Jack, with the twins, had run on. As Walter started Cora's machine
off again, they saw a man coming out of the smithy. He helped Sid
push the car in, and then stood talking with him in a friendly sort
of fashion. The man's clothing was unkempt, and his general
appearance anything but prepossessing.
"Who's that?" asked Cora.
"Him, you mean?" inquired Walter. "Oh, that's Lem Gildy. Or just
plain Lem, if you like that better."
"What does he do?"
"Nothing. Easily said. Yet I've heard it remarked that he'd do
anything for money."
"Curious that Sid should be on such friendly terms with such a
character.
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