The Anderson daily intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson, S.C.) 1914-1915, 1914-11-01
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Florence, without the least suspi-
cton In the world, followed him up the
broad staircase. What with the many
sounds 1t may not be wondered at
| that the difference in the. pality of
voices did not strike Florence,s ear
as odd. The result of her confidence
was that upon reaching the upper
halls, opposite the dressing rooms, she
was suddenly thrust into O room and
made prisoner. When the light was
turned mp she recognized with horror
the woman who had helped to l1idnap
her and take her away on. the George
| ) ashington weeks ago. She could not
nave cried out for help IL che had
| tried.
Meantime Jim got up and began to
wander about in search of Florence.
Braine played clever game that
night. He and the Russian, still DOM
| inoed like Norton and Florence, or
dered the Hargreave auto, by number,
entered IL and were driven up to, the
porte cochere Of the Hargreave: house.
The two alighted, the chauffeur sent
the car toward the garage, and Braine
and his companion ran lightly down
the path to the street where the cab
which had followed picked them up.
1t grew more and more evident to
Jim that something .untoward had
taken place. He could not find Flor
ence anywhere, in the adcoves, in the
| side rooms, the supper or card room.
| Later, to his utter amazement, he was
informed that the Hargreaye auto had
| some time since been, called and ita
/ owner taken home. Some one had
taken his place!
1
fury against Jones. He flung out Of the
mansion unceremoniously, command
| cred cab, and flew out to Riverdale.
And when Jones came tn the door he
was staggering with sleep.
whats the matter with your? de-
manded Jim roughly. where's Flor
ence?' ,s "
isn't she with your" cried Jones,
making an effSrG TO dispel the drowsi-
ness. What time is it?" suddenly.
Midnight Where is she?n
Midnight? I've been dPugged!"
Without n word Jones staggered off
to the kitchen, Jim at his heels. ..'
There was always hot water. and
within five minutes Jones had drunk
two cups of raw. strong coffee.
"Drugged" he murdered. Some ono
in the home!" I'll attend to that later.
Now, the chauffeur! .3
But the chauffeur swore on his oath
that he had left Jim end Florents on
the. steps of the polte cochere.
Get in-p said Jones to Norton, now
fully alive. He could not get 1t out CT
his head that some one In the house
had drugged him. ..i. ,,.
The events which followed were to
both Jones and Norton something like
q series of nightmares. In the new
nome OF the Princess Parlova q bomb
exploded and fire followed the explo-
sion. From pleasure to terror. Is only
O step. The Widest confusion, imag-
Unable ensned. Most of tho guests were
OF the opinion that some anarchist had
attempted to blow up the house of the
rich Pole. Jones and Norton arrived
Just as the smoke began to pour out
from the windows. A crowd and al
ready collected. 4
Then Jim overheard q woman mas
querader say: "rhe fool made the
bomb too strong. She is in the room on
the second floor. The game is -np NJ
She suffocates--"a The voice traiIod
nIT and the woman became lost in the
crowd. But 1t Was enough for tho re-
: -orter, who pushed his way roughly
through the excited masqueratiers and
entered the house. The rescue was one
Of the most exciting to be found in
tho newspaper files of the day.
So Bfaine in his effort to scare ev-
oi'ybody from the house had over
reached himself once more.
tTO BE CoNTLNUED.)