The Motor Girls by Margaret Penrose
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dejected--as if something had happened. Even Cora, comparative
stranger that she was to him, could not help inquiring the cause of his trouble. "Is--is there anything the matter?" she asked hesitatingly. "Oh--not much. Only I--er--I have just ex experienced quite a loss, and it makes me--blue." "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." |
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