Chapter 1. The Kid Amateur
_ CHAPTER I. THE KID AMATEUR
Gerard paused on the steps of the cement plateau overlooking the racetrack, his eyebrows lifting in the wave of humor glinting across his face like sunlight over quiet water.
"What?" he wondered. "Who----"
The grinning mechanician who had just come across from the row of training-camps opposite supplied the information.
"Oh, that‘s Rose‘s rose. Ain‘t he awful tweet?" he mocked.
Gerard continued to smile, but his clear amber eyes grew keenly appraising as they followed the flight of the rose-colored racing car around the circular track.
"He can drive," he gave laconic verdict.
"Sure," assented the mechanician. "But he‘ll be the last rose of summer, all right, when the race comes off. He‘ll not last twenty-four hours--a kid amateur. If you ain‘t coming over, I‘ll lead myself back to my job."
"You never can tell," warned Gerard, tolerantly. "No, I‘m not coming over, Rupert； run along."
He moved over to one of

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