The citizen., 1909-06-24

came out OF the shop. They stai ed
from her to the automobile, and In
their gaze was proprietary irrita-
tion. This was instantly transfused
by n more vivid emotion. The woman
looked shocked and compassionate.
"Oh. pal" she gasped, "dId you hear
that?"
The man was country banker from
Iowa. He had very quick. keen eye:
II flashed. Case OF kidnapping. hey?"
snapped he, instantly grasping the
character OF the speakers and jumping
at tho. situation. Take the auto.
madam. Get move on you. MT
Chauffeurl"
"Oh. I'm moving. all right" called
the chauffeur. as he skillfully dived
his lower wheels under the projecting
load OF a great wagon and obliquely
bumped over the edge OF a street car
fender, pursued by the motorman's
curses. Il see en-, lady; l see the red
tails; I'll catch 'em!"
His boast most likely had been made
good (since for another block they
bore straight on their course) but for
en- orange wagon which had been over
turned. There was a rush OF pursuit
OF the golden balls from the sidewalk;
policeman came to the rescue OF
traffic and ordered everything 10 halt
until the cart was rlghied The boys
and girls in the street chased back TO
the sidewalk. The episode took barely
a couple OF minutes, but on the edge
OF the last minute the cab turned a
corner. The motor car turned tho
same corner. but saw no guiding ORR
famine OF waving red horsehair. Tho
cross street next was equally bare.
They were Obliged TO explore two ad-
jacent highways before they camo
upon the hack again. This time II was
In distant perspective. foreshortened
to a blur OF black and swish OF red.
And even as they caught sight OF II the
horses swung round into profile and
turned another corner. In the turn a
man wearing a black derby hat stuck
his arm and head out OF the window in
order 90 give some direction to tho
driver. Then he turned half around.
II was almost as n he looked back ut
his pursuers; yet this. Mrs. Winter
argued. hardly could be. since he had
not expected pursuit. and anyhow. the
chances were he could not know her
by sight.
II was a mean street. narrow and
noisome. but full OF shipping traffic
and barred by tramways--a heart.
breaking street for a chase. The chauf.
feur was n master OF his art: he
jumped his great craft at every va
cant arms length: he steered Il
through incredibly narrow lanes; he
progressed sometimes by luffs, like a
boat under sail when the forward
passage much be reached In such in
direct fashion, but the crowd OF un-
calmly vehicles, loaded dizzily above
his head. made the superior speed OF
the motor OF no avail. In spite OF him
they could see the red tails lessening.
Again and yet again. the hack turned:
again, but each time with n loss, the
motor struck its trail. by now tho
street was changed; the dingy two
story buildings lining It were bright
ened by the gold-leaf and vermillon:
oriental arms and garbs and embroid.
cry spangled the windows and oriental
faces looked inscrutably out OF door.
ways. There rose the blended odors
OF sn.ce. sandalwood and uncleanli-
ness that announce the east, reeking
up out OF gratings and putting out OF
shops.
"Ah." said Mrs. Winter. softly to
herself, Chinese quarter, is II?
Well" Her eyes changed; they
softened in fashion that would have
amazed one who only knew the sur.
face OF Mrs. Winter. the eccentric so
ciety potentate. She hooked past the
squalid. garish scene. past the shin.
ing sandhills and the redwood trees,
beyond into n stranger landscape glow
ing under a binder glare Of sun. Half
mechanically she lifted tiny gold
chain that had slipped down her throat
under the gray gown. Raising the vel.
low thread and the craven Jade orna-
ment depending therefrom. she let II
lie outside amid the white lace and
chiffon.
Were making good now" called
the chauffeur. win run alongside
and hail 'em, or what?"
She told him quietly TO run along
side. But her lips twitched. and when
she put up her hand to press them
still. she smiled to discover that her
hand was bare. She had forgotten 10
pull on her glove. She began to pull
II on now.
'The road Is narrow" said she, Run
ahead of the back and block its way.
You can do 1t withou. hitting the
horses, can't you?"
well. guess" returned the chauf-
feur. instantly accomplishing the
maneuver IN fine style.
Cro BE CoNTINUEDl