The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-03-21

Naiuiy tTyiHB u urge tn0 I0iuCtaut
animal into a llveiier gait.
"what IL 1t? What's the mstterS
called down tho Countess vecchi.
dropping her book and sprinsing to
her feet.
But there was hardly breath enough
left In the whole procession to have
Answered her, and each one was much
too busy to try. Only Eppings lifted
his solemn face, now OF q splendid
purple shade. long enough to throw
her an apoiosetic look. suggesting how
embarrassed he felt at being discov-
cred INDUCING In such unprofessional
exercise. and then on he pounded with
all the grace Of q jumping jack. ..
"Oh. oh. something dreadful must
have happened" exclaimed the
Countess. "And there's father being
chased by a. No. he's pulling II
along with him. It's a calf! Father.
fatheri What is the matter"
The invalid aunt with her back to
the scene and her eyes half closed
listened with keen appreciation.
60 on. Adele. Don't stop so often.
I don't quite set tho connection. but
this Is q most interesting chapter.
What comes nsxt7"
Nonsense. auntis! wasn't read.
ing then. Something 10 happening.
right here. under our noses. Thsrs's
. man! He's running away. and
every one Is chasing him. Oh,
must find out what's the matter" and
away went the Countess through the
upper hall and down the stairs.
"Gracious!" painted the invalid aunt.
and promptly went off into faint.
Meanwhile the race between Tim
Minis and his elusive prisoner was
progressing very prettily. They were
keeping to the driveway now, and
the smooth macadam offered fine
footing. II could he seen that Tim
Minis was slowly gaining. but It still
remained to be proved whether or not
he had tho requisite staying qualities
to win out In q long stern chase.
Obviously the stranger would clear
the gates before he could be over.
hauled. No doubt he realized this
himself. and perhaps It inspired that
final burst OF speed which he was
making, when there came to the ears
OF all concerned the sharp. imperious
honk.honk of an automobile horn.
The next instant a big red car
whirled in through the gates. and at
sight OF the advancing procession In
the roadway was brought to sud-
den stop. From the back seat OF the
tonneau stepped forth "Chsrub" d.
vine. It was tho most dramatic and
opportiine entrance he had ever made
In all his career. One glance at ths
leading figure In the race told him
the whole story. ALSO no saw that he
held the key to the situation. ~ :.
The painting fugitive saw It. too.
Once more he halted, stared spprs-
hensively at the "Cherub." then cast
q hurried look over his shoulder Of
Timnains. Quickly he made his choice.
Turning like q fash. he lodged Tim
Minis neatly. Another moment. and
he had circied around Mrs. Timmins.
Perhaps he would have been doub-,
ling and lodging yet had there not
occurred a diversion. The calf. In
its excitement. had begun running In
q circle and had wound Mr.. Hewins.
ton up with the rope so that he could
move neither hands nor feet. Mr..
Hswingtou wan loudly calling for ED.
pings.
Just then, however. II was Ep-
pings's turn to try stopping the pris-
oner. lie was already Jumping from
one side of the road to the other In
order TO confuse the enemy. when Mr..
Hewingtcn's cries for assistance dis
tracted his attention from the game.
Years OF training showed there.
Eppinks abandoned his post and
started for his master. A yell OF
rage from Timmins reached his ears,
Eppings saw the fugitive about to
speed past him. For . second he
hesitated. Then, Numbering his long
legs and throwing discretion to the
winds. he hurled himself headlons
across tho road. wrapped his Iona
, arms midway about the frock coat,
and, amid . cloud Of dust, captor and
captive came desperately to earth.
A. such things go. It was rather a
stirring finish. For 1t was all over
When the others came up and pried
the prisoner from the frantic clasp OF
the highly wrought butler. the captive
was willing to stand quietly with
Timminss hand grasping his collar
while they both recovered their
breath.
"Ow, skittles! But didn't I give i'm
a nasty cropper, though" demanded
, Eppings pantingly. He was whit.
: from exeytlon and agitation. but hi,
q Ret