The Anderson daily intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson, S.C.) 1914-1915, 1914-08-09

warnings OF Norton ahe had tricked
them and ran away. 1t was madden
ing. He wanted to rave, tear his hair,
break things. He tramped the hall.
1t would be wasting time to send for
the police. They would only sputter
about furiously. The Black Hundred
knew how to arrange these abduc-
tions.
How had they succeeded in doing
It? No one had entered the house
that day without his being present.
There had been no telephone call he
had not heard the gist Of. nor any let
ters he had not glanced over. How
had they done 1t? Suddenly into his
mind flashed the remembrance Of the
candlelight under Florence's door the
night before. In a dozen bounds he
was In her room, searching drawers,
paper boxes. baskets. He found
nothing. He returned In despair to
Susan. who. during all this turmoil.
had sat as IL frozen in her chair.
Speak" he cried. For heavens
sake say something .hink something!
hurt her!" He leaned gainst the wall
his head on his arms.
When he turned again he was calm.
He walked with bent head toward the
door, opened it and stood upon the
threshold for q space. Across the
street shadow stirred, but Jones did
not see It. His gazes was attracted
by something which shone dimiy
white on the walk Just beyond the,
steps. He ran to It. A crumpled
letter, unaddressed. He carried It
back to the house. smo9thed It out and
Read. its. contents. Florence in her
haste had dropped the letter.
He clptched his hat, put 1t on and
ran to Susan. :.
"Iere!" he cried. holding out an
automatic. 'If any one comes here
that you don't know. shoot!. Don't
ask sgeszi0ns. sfioat." 80
.e"I en- afraid!" Sho breathed with:
difficulty.
Afraid he roared at her.. He put
the weapon in her hand. 1t slipped and
thudded to the floor. He stopped
for 1t and slammed It into her lap.
"You love your live and your honor.
time comes. Now, attend to me. rf
I'm not back here by 10 O'Clock, tur1,
this note over to the police II YOU
cunt do that, then God help ,,s ALL"
And with that he ran from the house.
Susan eyed the revolver with grow
ing terr6r. For what had she left the
paece and quiet OF Miss Farlow's as
Eassination,- robbery, thieves, and kid
napper. She wanted to shriek but
her throat was as dry as paper. Gin
gerly she touched the pistol. The
cold; steel sent q thrill Of fear ove,
her. He hadn't told her how to shoot
It.! q st !,'., (:
Two blocks down the street, j up
|ian ailey, Wis !. the garage Whe, elm
Hargreave kept his car. Toward this
Jones ran With the speed Of a I rack
athlete. There might be half dozen
taxicabs about. but he would not run
the risk Of engaging any one of thsm..
The Black Hundred was capable OF
anticipating his every movement. Z ~
The shadow across the street stood
undecided. AT length he concluded to
give Jones ten minutes to return. II. he
did not return within that time, the
watcher: would 90 up to! the drug store
and tolcphOne for instructions. 3 ls,s'
hut Jones did mot come back. 4
:, Where's Howard?"; he demanded. q
! 5s. Hello Jones what's VI? :
Howard, get that car out at once.
"out she comes. Wait till I give her
radiator bucket OF Il water. ID Geei
whispered Howard whom Hargreave
CT ten used as his chauffeur. ..Est55x Est55xS On
to his nibs First time ever saw
him awake: I wonder what's tioingf
You never know what's back of those
mummy ed head walters :. g,s. :. .i !. All.
right Jnneslh sH sss IS &. 3,
Tho chauffeur jumped lid into the,
car yenfis!, Jones; took the seat beside
him., Y IS s. 4 az
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