Penny Dreadfuls, 1897 · page 12 of 36
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drivers appeared hurrying up the hillside from the bottom of the ravine. ‘*Carriages to Puebla ?’’ they cried. nag exclaimed Trim, | flere you are!”’ catching one of them by the sleeve. “*T have passengers for you, this way.”’ him, but that did not matter. _ -Jt was a driver, and he had a wagon, and Trim was therefore able to make cer- ail Peay the two ladies could get. a con- . It was sell for them that he caught . this driver as he did, for it proved that | there ‘were not enough wagons to go <witl ao cupairentiie ot getting to “Puebla unless they walked. _ aol it was as hat thet ss cheat were on 2 Pin tad Goan. with the gentle mar ‘and ie to whom he had epoken. them m he wanted | to make c certain tha Se he saw them start for Puebla and n returned to the train for his tat et A Be ‘hen he scrambled upon the ¢ car ee form “he emer the ge AS who h ee ‘No, Th aoe my ¢ e eS, | senor, "Why didn’t you wait when I told ¥ you eee Se er A Twow 1 get you Lane Se It was not the one who had spoken to ence in that oe e Is stronger and faster than Trim did not wait to hear the man coumplete his remarks. He was a little impatient at the fellow for having misunderstood him. ‘““He acts more hke a beggar than a driver,’’ Trim thought as he went imto the car. His handb upon a seat. A book that he had bees reading was lying upon the window sil. As he had net finished the book and was interested in it he opened the bag and put the book inside. This took a httle time, but when it was done and he had come ‘to the plat- form again he found the driver still ay was where he had left it ‘“‘Tet me carry your bag for you, senor ?’” ‘*Well, take it,’?’ Trim answered, with a smile. ‘*T’ve got to go to Puebla to-night and I’ve no objection to your taking me there, but you could have gat plenty of other customers without waiting for me.’’ ‘“You were the first one I saw, senor,’’ the man replied, quietly, ‘‘and I thought I would like to take you, that is all.” Trim followed the man down the ravine to a place a little beyond where the other carriages had stopped. The driver’s wagon stood besi oad under a big tree. Trim knew sor bout J wagons because of his previous experi- He knew that they were very rou — very uncomfortable ane not made He was, therefore, not puree vA but rather Alt rome side he Beatie —_ this go to ride into othe ai dist nt city. oh 7s