Humorous stories; Love stories; Running races -- Fiction; Western stories
It was in perfect keeping with the luck of things that Miss Blake
should enter at the moment. She had come with Jack and his sister
to inquire regarding the fitness of her champion and to nerve him
for the contest, and she stood aghast. Chapin stepped forward
with a look of suspicion, inquiring:
"What's going on here?"
Miss Blake spoke brightly, tinkling ice in her voice.
"There's no necessity for an explanation, is there? It seems time
for congratulations."
"Oh, see here now! Mrs. Keap's really engaged to Culver, you
know."
"Culver!"
"Culver!"
Both the young ranchman and his sister stared at the chaperon
with growing horror, while she undertook to explain; but the blow
had fallen so swiftly that her words were incoherent, and in the
midst of them her hostess turned and fled from the room.
"Now don't begin to aviate until you understand the truth," Speed
continued. "While she's engaged to that broken-toed serpent, she
doesn't love him, do you see?" He smiled.
"I do _not_ see!"
"It was simply a habit Mrs. Keap had got into--I should say it
was an impulsive engagement that she has repented of."
"No doubt she was repenting when we interrupted you," said Miss
Blake, bitterly.
Then Chapin added, helplessly: "But Culver is engaged to my
sister Jean!"
"Jean!" Mrs. Keap exposed her tragic face. "Then--he deceived
_me_! Oh-h! What wretches men are!" The widow commenced to
sob.
Outside came Miss Chapin's voice: "So here you are, Mr.
Covington!" And the next moment she reappeared, dragging the
crippled champion behind her. Thrusting him toward Roberta, she
pouted: "There, Mrs. Keap! I give him back to you."
"Perhaps you'd better go on with your explanations," Chapin
suggested, coldly, to Speed.
"How can I when you won't listen to me? Hear ye! Hear ye! Culver
was engaged to marry Mrs. Keap, but she discovered what a
reprobate he is--"
There was indistinguishable dissent of some sort from Mr.
Covington.
"--and she learned to detest him!"
Mrs. Keap likewise dissented in accents muffled.
"Well, she would have learned to detest him in a short time,
because she's in love with Jack Chapin; so she came to old Doctor
Speed in her troubles, and he promised to fix it all up. Now I
guess you four can do the rest of the explaining. Let this be a
lesson to all of you. If you ever get in trouble, come to the
match-making kid. I'll square it."
They were four happy young people, and they lost no time in
escaping elsewhere. When they had gone, their benefactor said to
Miss Blake:
"Wouldn't you like to make that a triple wedding? We might get
club rates."
For answer Miss Blake hurried to the door and was gone.
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