The Washington times., 1913-09-22
TIMES DAILY SERIAL STORY
THE FLYING COURTSHIP E. 1KEArH
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was completely absorbed with her
thoughts. AS we entered the tunnel
which signaled the nearness of the Bal
! timore station, she Strengthened up in
her seat and began fastening her cloak
about her throat. Then knew that We
had reached another step in our jour-
ney.
The train drew slowly in at the sta
ton platform. and / waited until she
passed out by the forward door. Then
i rose quickly from my place and
allowed her fair start up the staircase
that led to the street level, and then
followed, being careful not to let her
get beyond view.
She did not enter the waiting room,
but walked directly to the cab-stand.
entered n taxi. gave a direction to the
driver, and closed the door / waited
until the vehicle had started then has
tened forward and engage one of my
own.
Follow that cab l said to the
chauffeur. Don't let it get more than
block away, and don't get any
nearer"
He nodded, grinning and We started.
do not know Baltimore as l know
Washington, and most of the streets
through which we passed were unfa-
miiar The one fac. to which l can
unhesitatingly testify is that most of
the pavements are rough. Occasionally
put my head out of the window to see
if my driver was vigilant. and found
him not only that, but cautious. He
was faithfully following my lady's We
hicle, get not so closely as to run the
risk of attracting attention.
Not until we reached a stretch of
smooth pavement did / succeed in To-
eating myself, and then recognized the
beautifully parked thoroughfare of Eu-
taw place. We passed rows OF great
old-fashioned houses for a consider
able period. and / was wondering just
how far our journey toward the sub
urbs would extend when my cab came
to a gentle stop.
looked out again and found that my
ladys taxi had halted in the block
ahead of us. She had just stepped out
and seemed to be paying her driver-a
surmise which was confirmed a moment
later when the cab started and left her
on the sidewalk. / Immediately fol-
lowed suit and handed the man his
fare with a reward for his success.
want me to wait? he asked
mo" / answered.
An instant after he had gone I was
sorry. Here / was, deposited in quiet
part of an unfamiliar town, al Lonely
hour. rpon what might very likely
prove to be a FOOLS errand, dressed in
no costume for street prowlinS, and
minus a hat More than likely l would
need that cab, after quickly convincing
N yself that my pursuit, for the present.
was at an end. But 1t was too late to
indulge in these speculations; my con-
vcyance was a block away.
She had crossed the courtyard of
tCuse in the middle of the next block,
and was ascending the low front porch.
I walked forward, keeping close III the
shadow of the big trees that lined the
Curb. At the corner 1 paused. Her
bright red cloak, with the white skirt
showing beneath, made her figure easy
10 discern.
She wasted no time ringing a door
bell here; but evidently had key. foE
in a few seconds j saw her disappear
into the darkness of the vestible and
caught the click of the latcn as the door
closed behird her. Then / stepped for
ward rapidly, and did not halt until l
was opposite TIE house she had entered
At first / could not see a single light
in any of the front windows; but as |
stood watching there was d faint glim-
mer at the edges of closely drawn
shades On what ! judged 20 be the par
lo- floor.
Th. house was Luilt of red brick, and
stood three stories in height. with
low basement. 1t was almost as broad
as it V as high. The whole exterior was
exceedingly plain. but II gave an air OF
quiet, roomy comfort The building
stood quite alone. its neighbor on one
side being distant at least nifty feet:
and that on the other separated by at
least the width of a city lot.
Evidently 1t was not the fashion 20
build front fences here. l stepped across
the lawn diagonalIy and walked along
one side of the house. The side wall
ran back from the building line at least
seventy feet, but the vacant lot through
which / picked my way carefully in the
darknes was much deeper.
Beginning at the rear of my lady's
dwelling was a brick wall, a good ten
feet in height, apparently inclosing a
ward or garden. How far back from
the street il extended l could not see
nor did / attempt to explore il to its
end
RetracIng my steps. | made an inspec-
ton of the other side of the house. II
was much the same. a similar brick
wall began at the rear and lost itself i'll
the darkness. Then ! returned to the
sidewalk.
Here, for the first time. took note
Of the fact that the tall windows on
the lower floor were gridironed by
heavy bars. Burglar protection. / sup
POSED: yet they gave prisonlike air to
the place that was not lost upon me.
The light was stIl burning in the lower
front room. The windows above were
as dark as before.
Well, here | was. / had the bird
Gagged. What next? / had not the least
idea.
For several minutes ] stood leaning
against tree, studying the sOmber
dwelling. Then | reused myself. crossed
the walk and made for the front door.
had no definite plan: ! was simply
guided by the thought that. having
brought my quarry successfully to bay.
il would be faint-hearted act to aban->l
don the hunt.
! found an electric bell at enc side of /
the tai double door and pressed it. the
faint sound of Il ring told me that It !
was IN good order. Then ] waited |
One minute-two-passed, and there was |
no sound from the door-latch
] rang again and waited Il patient in !
terval. SEll there was no response. al |
though ! could again hear the bell. The |
light still show. at the edges of The |
lower windows. | descended the porch |
and stepped back a few PAGES, TO glance |
upward. There was no light above |
Then l rang the bell for the third time, |