The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1915-08-12

purr of the motor deepened to
6 leOnine growl.
Hello" he exclaimed in surprise
real or feigned, to see P. Sybarite take
the seat by his side. Who's payin
you to be an ass?"
Did you think I'd ask you to run
a risk thar frightened me?"
Again the spiteful drumming of the
automatic. ?. Sybarte swung round
IN time to see one OF the plain clothes
men return the fire with several brisk
shots then abruptly drop his revolver
clap hand TO his bosom. wheel about
face and fall prone.
'Tunin' up commented the chauf.
feur grmly sounds like they was
about ready to commencer'
The chauifeurS voice was mufIled by
another 7oiey, on the echoes of which
the little man saw the nose Of a car
poke diagonHlly out of the garage
doors, pause. sweryR a trife to the
right and pause once again.
They're coming! he cried wildly.
"Stand by
The alarm was taken up and repeat
ed by tw0scUrp threats. while those
dotting the street and sidewalks near
by broke ii swift panic and BEGAN
madly 10 scuttle to shelter within door.
ways and down basement steps.
Like I'D arrow from the string No
MEMBERS car broke cover at an angle.
Ignoring the slanting way from the
threshold to the gutter, it took the
bump Of the curb apparently at full
tilt and skidded to the northern curb
before it could be brought under con-
troll and its course shaped eastward.
With Il shiver =. Sybarite recognized
that car
1t was not the taxicab that be had
been led to expect, but the same
maroon limousine into which he had
assisted Marian Blessington at the
bizarre
- On its front seats were two men
Red November himself at the drivers
side, revolver in either hand. Whom
the body Of the car might contain +,
Sybarite could not say. There was one
passenger at least If he might trust to
Tue L4IOSI S"IIl VI lL4ljLtSSlOllS SEllLeu
in one nasty glance through the for
ward windows as the car bore down
upon them-Novembers weapons spit
ting fire.
He could not say, but he could
guess and, guessing he knew his auto.
matte in his grasp to be useless. He
dared not fire upon the gangster for
fear of loosing wild bullet into the
body Of the car.
Now they We're within fifty feet OF
one another. BY contrast with the ap-
parent slowness of the touring car to
get in motion the maroon Limousine
seemed already to have attained loco.
motive speed.
a yell and a shot from one of No.
vembers revolvers (P. Sybarite saw
the bullet score the asphalt not two feet
from the forward wheel warned them
to clear the way as the gang leader 5
car swerved wide to pass. And on this
the touring car seemed to get out of
control. swinging across the street.
Immediately the other crowded to tht
gutter, attempted to take the curb; but.
the wheels meeting it at an angle not
sufficiently acute the maneuver failed
To q chorus of yells November's driver
shut down the brakes not a thought
too soon, not soon enough, indeed tC
avoid a collision that crumpled a mud.
guard as though it had been a thing OF
pastebOard.
simultaneously 2. Sybarite's chauf.
feur set the brakes and. with the agili.
ty Of bounded rabbit seeking its bur.
row, dived from his seat to the side of
the car farthest from the gangsters.
In an instant he was underneath it.
2. Sybarite, on the other hand, had
leaped before the cars came together.
Staggering pace or two-and all
the time under fre-he at length found
his feet not six feet from the limousine.
It had stopped broadside on. In this
position he commanded the front seats
without great danger of sending a shot
through the body.
His weapon rose mechanically, and
quite Deliberately be took aim. making
assurance doubly sure throughout what
seemed m are made sibilant by the
singing past his head of the infatuated
gangsterS bullets
But his finger never frightened upon
the trigger
- November had ceased firing and was
plucking nervously at the slide of his
automatic. His driver had jumped
down and was scuttling madly up the
street
In a breath ?. Sybarite realized
what was the matter. November's au-
tomato, hot from fast firing, had chok-
ed on an empty shell.
With a sob of excitement the little
man lowered his weapon and flung
himself upon the gang leader,
November rose to meet him. revers-
ing his pistol and aiming at P. Syba-
rites head a murderous blow. This,
however, the little man was alert to
dodge November came bodily into
his arms. Graphing. the two reeled
and went down. p. SybaTite's fingers