Part 15 (1/2)

In the meantime Ralph stood undecided as to what to do. Should he run forward, and try to bring the horses to a standstill before the bridge was reached?

”It won't do,” he muttered, half-aloud. ”I might miss them, and then----”

He thought no further, but with a bound, sprang to the capstan bar, and with might and main strove to swing the heavy bridge around into place, thus closing the draw.

It was hard work, and the sweat poured from his face and down his chin. But he kept at it, noting at each turn how close the steeds and the elegant turnout were drawing.

At last, with a shock and a quiver, the draw-bridge reached its resting piers. As it did so Ralph gave the bar and capstan a jerk from the hole in which it worked. He threw it aside, just as the front hoofs of the runaways struck the long planking at the end of the bridge.

[Ill.u.s.tration: ”Coming on at breakneck speed.” See page 72.]

”Help! help!” came in a female voice from the carriage, and the young bridge tender saw that both Mrs. Carrington and her daughter were preparing to leap out.

”Don't jump!” he screamed, and then made a dash for the horses' heads.

The fact that they had struck the bridge caused the team to slacken their pace a bit. Taking advantage of this, Ralph caught them by both bridles.

They lifted him off his feet, but he clung fast, and by the time the Eastport side was reached the team was conquered.

”Hold them, hold them, please!” cried Mrs. Carrington, who, by the way, was one of the richest residents of Westville. ”I will get out.”

”They are all right now,” returned Ralph. ”But I will hold them, if you wish.”

And he did so while the lady and her daughter alighted.

”Oh, how thankful I am to you,” said the lady.

”And I, too,” added her daughter, with a grateful glance that caused Ralph to blush. ”Oh, mamma,” she went on, ”I wonder what became of Mr. Paget?”

”It's hard to tell,” returned Mrs. Carrington, coldly.

”Mr. Paget!” cried Ralph. ”Do you mean Percy Paget?”

”Yes,” replied Julia Carrington.

”Was he with you?”

”He was,” answered Mrs. Carrington. ”But at the first signs of danger he sprang out of the carriage and left us to our fate!”

CHAPTER XII.

RALPH'S REWARD.

Ralph was much surprised to learn that Percy Paget had been in the carriage.

”Was he hurt when he sprang out?” he asked of Mrs. Carrington.

”I am sure I do not know,” returned the lady.