The Washington times., 1914-08-09


the chance. There's master mind working somewhere
hack of all this and it's time woke up the fact But
you, turning to the auto bandits, you have your
instructions More than that you have been given free
rein See that you make good, by tho Lord Harry!
I'll break the four Of you like pipe stems"
I'VE haven't had failure yet" spoke up of the
men, more courageous than his companions.
"iou are not holding up bank messenger this trip
Remember that Drive far Columbus circle.
Leave the side street, between the lights, 50
can take of this mask"
Later Braine sauntered into Pabst and ordered a
light supper. This nights work, more than anything
ese brought home to him the fact that his luck
changing For years he had proceeded with his shady
occupations without encountering any memorable fail
ure He moved in the high world quite unsupported.
He had written books, given lectures been made lion
Of all the while laughing in his sleeve at the gubity
of human nature But within the last two weeks he had
received serious checks. From now on he must
with the utmost caution. Some playing his own
game, waging warfare unseen. a battle of wits? So
be it, but Braine intended to play with rough WITS and
he wasn't going to care which way the sword cut
He hated Stanley Hargreave with all the hatred Of
his soul: the hatred Of baked in love. And the
man alive, defying him; alive somewhere in this
city this very night, with bullet under his skin.
as everything satisfactory SIR" he heard the head
waiter say.
Satisfactorily Rraine repeated biankly.
Eyes, sir You struck the table though displeased"
"o" Then Braine laughed relievedy. eff 1 struck
the table, it done unconsciousy. was thinking"
BEG pardon, sir Anything else, sir?"
mo. Bring me the check"
"Your master gives riding lessons?"
The groom who had led the horse back from Har-
greave's eyed his ouestioner rather supercliously.
Eyes" The groom fondled thu animals legs.
How much is tit"
Twenty dollars for ticket of five rides The mas
ter is the fashion up here He doesn't any but
the best families"
"Pretty steep. Who was that young lady riding
this morning with your MASTER"
That's the girl all the newspapers have been talking
about" answered the groom Importantly.
"Actress?"
ACTRESS! 1 should say That young woman
is the daughter of Stanley Hargreave the millionaire
who was lost at And it won't be long before she
puts her finger in pie of four five millions If you
want any rides you'll have to talk it over with the
boss. lie may or may not take any more rides You'd
probably have to ride in the afternoon, anyhow, as
every nag is out in the morning."
where's the most popular road?"
Toward the park; but Miss Hargreave always goes
along the riverside road. She doesn't like strangers
about"
20, see Well, I'll drop in this afternoon and see
your master. They say that riding is good for torpid
liver. Have cigar?"
Thanks"
The groom proceeded into the stables and the at
fable stranger took himself off.
free rein; they could work it to suit themselves
There wasn't the least obstacle in the way On face
of it. it appeared to he the simplest job they had yet
undertaken. To get rid of the riding master in some
natural way after he and the girl had started 1t was
like falling off log.
Susan said Florence as SIZE came into breakfast
after her exhlaratng ride "dd you hear pistol shots
last night"
II heard some noise, but sleepy didn't Try
to figure out what it was"
"Dd you, Jones?"
eyes, Miss Florence The shots from the street
policeman came running up later and said he two
automobiles the run. But evidently there wasn't
anybody hurt One mas to be careful at night nowadays
There pretty bad abroad. Did you enjoy the
rde?"
very much. But there spots of blood the
walk near the corner"
Blood" Jones caught the back Of chair to
steady himself
Yes. So some one was hurt. o. let's leave this
place" impusivey. Let US go back to Miss Farlow.
You could ind place in the village, Jones. But if
stay here much longer in this state of unrest shall
lose faith in everything and everybody Whoever my
fathers enemies are they do not lack persistence They
have made attempts against my liberty, and
later they will succeed. keep looking over my
shoulder all the time If 1 hear noise jump"
miss Florence, if I thought it wise. you should be
packed off to Miss Farlow's this minute. But
hour Of the day night passes without this house being
watched l seldom anybody about. l can only
sense the presence Of watcher. At Miss Farlow's
you would be far like prisoner than here. I
could not accompany you. I forbidden to desert
this house."
"My fathers orders?"
Jones sgnifed neither way the other. He
pa1ed stolidy at the