[CHAPTER XVII]
PLANNING FOR REVENGE
“I hope you didn’t injure him too much, Joe,” said Mabel, snuggling close to him in the crowded little runabout.
“Do I look like a murderer?” chaffed Joe.
“But really, Joe, what did you do to him?” asked Mabel.
“Less than the rascal deserved,” Joe answered. “He got a good thrashing; and it was surely coming to him. I don’t think he’ll ever trouble you again.”
“I was so relieved when I caught sight of you in this car,” sighed Mabel.
“How did it happen that you were riding with him?” asked Joe, as he threw on a little extra speed.
“He was out at the Country Club when Reggie and I reached there,” Mabel replied. “I hadn’t told Reggie how he had acted the last time he called at the Marlborough, because I didn’t want to make trouble, and I thought after the way I cut him then he’d never bother me again. But he was dining at the Country Club with a party of friends that we both knew, and I couldn’t make a scene without being conspicuous. I avoided him, however, as much as I could.