Richmond times-dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1914-current, 1914-11-14

S ScSon.rs aiicnnted from her father through
Alan in MS nigh, With rose from the ven,
Of Western Arizona Trfns and his ou aEents
pur'ue Them rclentlcs.ly.
CHAPTER XCVIII.-FULL FLIGHT.
But his confidence was demonstrated
to be premature by the discovery. which
rewarded tho first cursory examination,
mat the car was very thoroughly out
OF commission.
TWO minutes later, however, their
earnest Inquiries elected tho fact that.
although Barcus was justified in his
surrnise that the neighboring country
was poverty-strickcn In respect of mo-
tor cars. Mesquite itself boosted two
motorcycles whose owners were not in
direrent to chance TO sell them sec
ond-hand at q considerable advance on
the retail list price of tho machines.
when new.
And thus 1t was that. within ton min
utes from Roses discovery of that
chance Hung warning In tho dust the
party was again in rapid motion.
MI Barcus was the first to get un-
der why. with Judith TrIne occupying
And though Alan was littlo slower. the
staccato chatter of the other motor
had diminished to u merely steady
drumming in tho distance before the
second machine began to move.
Nor was II destined to spurn the
dust OF Mesquite with it's flying tires
without exciting the attention of those
whose presence here rendered the place
uninhabitable in the understanding of
the fugitives.
Civilization has produced no noises
, more alarming and irritating than the
chant OF the steam riveter and the road
song of the motorcycle.
hos S.In I'll
departure of the machine bearing
Barcus and Judith, Seneca Urine reused
on an elbow and looked out Of the
window just In time to see the second
motorcycle gathering momentum, Alan
steering, Rose IN the scat behind
And something subtly psychological
. drew the gaze OF his daughter toward
the window before the machine was
fairly started. AS it caugged past the
Mountain House Alan was conscious OF
startled movement behind him. and
Il conrulsive Tightening OF tho hands
that clutched his belt. lie glanced
hastily over-shoulder, caught an in
dow framing tho mask of Seneca Urine,
grinning with scnile fury. nnd-ap-
piled all the power that the motor could
generate
Sixty seconds later Haunting ban
ner of dust was all that remained to
ASh''h'N .NSSduitN ~ tbOHluHCc udu
passed that way IT and n series Of
passionate screamh cmanating from
the bedchamber OF Seneca Urine, where
the cripple lay possessed by seven
devils OF insensatc rage.
Thus was the beauty OF that i'm
maculate morn furnished in his vision,
his pleasure In the dawninE OF new
day ruined by the discovery that those
whom he had thought to be safely en-
tombed in the lowermost level OF a
flooded mine, twenty miles distant.
were alive and sound and active enough
to make yet another effort toward
their salvation.
His screams brought attendance: but
it was a matter of many precious min
utes before his demands could be met,
and Alarrophat and Jimmy reused from
their crapulouS Slumbers In adjoining
chambers; and half an hour elapsed
before the chauffeur, reused from his
own well-earned rest, succeeded In con-
vincing the pair that pursuit with the
motor car was out of the question until
he had spent at least half the day
overhauling tho motor and mcndinG tho
mischief that had developed in It,
But the devil takes care of his own:
within another half hour what seemed
to be sheer, bullheaded, dumb luck
brought casual automobile to Mes
Quite-a two-seated, high-powcr racing
machine of the latest and speedlest
wayfarers, who proved only too sus-
ceptible to Marrophat's offer OF double
tho cost Of the cart. o. b. Detroit
for It's immediate surrender.
The two piled out promptly enough:
Marrophat and Jimmy jumped In; Trine
from his bedroom window sped them
pm their murderous mission with blast
/ OF blasphemy which was destined to
keep his memory green in Mesquite for
many weary years after he had been
consigned to his grave.
Like some prudish jackrabblt, un-
speakably shocked by that cnvenomed
valcdiction, the racing car lcaped from
a standstill into full flight ;.
IT must have been an hour later
when Alan. checking his motorcycle as
1t surmounted the summit of a long
upgrade. looked back and discovered,
several miles distant on the far-nung
wtndings of the mountain road, n small
crimson shape that ran like mad
thing tfrelessly pursued by cloud of
tawny dust like golden ghost.
motor car. beyond all question, and
one Of uncommon road-dcvouring quail
ity: 1t might or might not contain Mar
rophat and Jimmy, once more In pur-
suit. Whether or not, bitter experience
had long since educated Alan In tho
gentle art Of taking no chances.
Continued To-Morrow.)