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Penrose, Margaret

"The Motor Girls"

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"That's too bad!"
"Yes," he went on. "I had an opportunity of getting a first-class
position, but another fellow got ahead of me."
"How's that?"
'Well, you see, a firm in New City needs a manager. I have good
backing, and was almost certain of the place. But another fellow had
just as good a chance, and it was a question of who got there first.
I was delayed here and missed the only train that would bring me
there on time. He caught it, and is now on his way there. He'll get
the place and I--won't."
"But why don't you take a machine and go there? You can do it as
quickly as the train can."
"Take a machine?" he repeated. "I wouldn't dare. I'd be sure to
lose my place here, and might not get the other. I haven't a car in
the place I would dare risk taking out on the road. The owners are
too particular about them, and I can't blame them, either."
Cora thought for a moment. A daring plan came into her mind.
"Let me take you," she suggested.
"Oh, indeed, I would not think of such a thing. I should not have
mentioned my troubles to you. But they were so--so much to me that I
didn't realize what I was doing. But let me look at your car."
He soon adjusted the broken bolt of the mud guard, and announced
that it was now as good as new.


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