Rock Island Argus., 1914-06-20


Now. II Marian were In the body oi
the maroon car. as he believed. he mus
get her instantly out OF Il and away
before the police and detectives could
overtake and apprehend them both.
His chauffeur was crawling igno
miniously out from beneath the tour.
ing car-with a countenance livid with
CRIME and the pallor OF fright Meet
ing the eye OF his employer. he grin
ned sheepish grin.
p. Sybarite seized the chauffeur by
the arm
Are you hurt?'
Not 10 cents worth. much less
81 900, No such luck"
His mouth to- the fellows ear. P.
/ Sybarite whispered hoarsely:
"Unhook your license number-throw
| 1t in the car-set ready to move on the
/ word-lady In that car-kidnapcd-I
I love her-d'you understand ?-we must
get her away-another thousand in this
! for you
"Gotcba." the man cut In smartly.
Swinging about. p. Sybarite Jumped
upon the running board OF the maroon
car. wrenched the door open and stum-
bied in
In her evening frock and her cloak
OF furs Marian lay huddled in a cor
ner. wrists and ankles alike made fast
WITTY heavy fwine. her mouth closed
tight by a bandanna handkerchief
passed round her jaws and knotted at
the nape OF her neck.
Don't scream" he pleaded as. whip
ping out q pockstknife. he severed her
bonds. Don't do anything but de
pend on me. I'll get you clear OF this
yet
He fancied a softenins look in her
wide and frightened eyes of a child.
An instant's work loosed her scored
and excoriated wrists. In another the
bonds fell from her ankles. Deity IN
knotting the bandage that closed her
mouth he asked could she walk. With
difficulty. in a husky and painful whis-
per. but still courageously, she told
him yes.
Hoping. rather than counting on this
assurance. he jumped out and offered
his hand. She put hers into it (and it
was cold as fcel. stirred. rose stifiy.
tottered TO the door and fell into his
arms.
A uniformed patrolman. breaking
through the crowd about them, seized
2. Sybarite and held him fast.
whats this? Who's this?" he CAB
bIed incoberently. brandishing vague
ly formidable fist.
"a lady, you fool" p Sybarite |
snapped. Let go and catch that |
scoundrel over tbere-if you're worth |
your salt"
He waved his free hand in the di- /
rection taken by November's driver. /
Abruptly and without protest the
patrolman released him. butted his
way through the crowd and disap-
peared.
An arm boldly about Marian's wnist.
p. Sybarite helped her to the step OF
the touring car-and blessed that
prince among chauffeurs who was set
md ready in his seat!
Co." p. Sybarite cried to the chauf-
-eur.
The crowd gave way before the
unSe of the car
They were halfway to Fifth avenue
)efore pursuit was thought Of; had
urned the corner before it was fairly
tarted: in five minutes had thrown
t off entirely and were running free
.I u LloueEGNe pdCe up D-OiuNdS just |
bove Columbus Circle.
Where to now. boss 2" the chauffeur
PRESENTLY inquired
T. Sybarite looked inquiringly at his
barge. Since her rescue she had
either moved nor spoken-had rested
lotionless in her corner OF the ton
eau. eyes closed. body relaxed and
Stless. But now she reused.
Wherever you think best" she told
i'm gently.
THE Plaza? You might be bothered
here. We may be traced-we're sure
,. This only saves US for the day.
omorrow reporters - all that-per- ,
aps. Perhaps not. Don't You know
out OF town to whom you ,
1uld go for the day? Once across :
ie city line were safe for little"
She nodded. breathed an address in
'estchester county
Some time later p. Sybarite became
nsible of an amazing fact. A hand
his rested on the cushioned seat
I'd in it lay. now warm and wonder
lily soft and light. Marian's hand.
The car swept on and on through
e golden hush of that glorious Sun
Y morning.
Toward 10 OF that same sunday
orning a touring car OF majestic
en drew up in front OF boarding
use in West Thirty eighth street
From this aIighted little man with
somewhat bedraggled appearance
d n somewhat weatherbeaten. but :,
artfeit grin. He shook hands with u
: chauffeur and. speaking guarded E
confirmed some secret understand Il
with him T.
then the car rolled OF. and P. Syba- II
= shuff1ed meekly through the gate. T.
ssed the dooryard and met the out L
,ed glare OF George Bross with an l.
,logetic smile and the request: s.
II you've got a pack OF cigarettes Fl
,ut you. George. l can use one in T.
business"
Without abating his manifestations
entire disapprovsl. George produced
OK of cigarettes. permitted Z. Syba- WI
TO select one and helped himself. si'
sa-ay" be exploded. 'Looky here. at
ere've you been all night?'' III
h-hv p Syha rite sfphad Drovok an