The Washington herald., 1915-01-31

weaved and bumped and ratified a lone
taIicab. with a high powered limousine
steadily gaining on it A black Vandyked
man in the limousine began to toss something out
Of the window as he passed the taxi at breakneck
speed He smiled as he heard loud report like the
explosion Of a revolver, then another. He knocked
on the drivers window, and the car came to a
stop he looked behind The taxi had drawn up He
hastily replaced under the seat the hamper in which
he had broken to bits all its porcelain and glassware
tall, gaunt girl, distinctly maid, out, impa-
tenty surveying the fat tires Of the taxi, when the
limousine, its bright dome light suddenly flashing
up. backed alongside The black Vandyked man
stepped down
Perhaps / offer your passengers the Of
my machine" he suggested.
That relieved young woman opened the door Of
the taxi and poked her head inside.
There amt anything else do, Miss Junie"
she whispered.
Il suppose not" came a sweet voice from the taxi,
and the face of beautiful young girl appeared In
the window. She started as she saw the black Van
dyked man, Gilbert BlyeI He stood, hat doned, po-
Htely waiting their acceptance.
You'd better 60, miss" husked the taxi driver.
This old tubn be here tomorrow morning"
June Warner slowly stepped down.
Thank you" she managed to murmur.
Il beg Of you not to mention It The favor Is to
me-" Blye CALAMITY returned, while the maid began
to transfer from the taxi to the other arm load
after arm load Of unpacked clothing.
Around the curve behind them there dashed an
other limousine and a runabout in time for the
cupants to Gilbert Blye assisting June into the
luxurious limousine. They also the eight cylin-
der machine leap forward Blye, unconscious that
they were being pursued, as was the girl thought
that he heard a shout they gathered speed and
he looked back in time to first the runabout and
then the limousine swerve and slow down and to
hear two loud bangs. he grnned. His driver
grinned. The taxi driver grnned- Then they
whizzed away.
why, you are the little runaway bride, the girl
in the watchF said Blye leaning forward.
Yes" And June blushed.
She felt the black eyes Of Gilbert Blye fixed upon
her. Could it be possible that he had followed herr
Oh, no! Still, he had her address In her watch and
her portrait
You kind enough the train Mr. Blye,
to offer to let me buy my watch, and I'll take It
now, If you please"
I'm very sorry 1 haven't it with me- But shall
see you another time, sure" He came back
from the forward seat and sat with her.
Back the abandoned taxi there was a frantic
group Ned Warner, his face as set as If it had
been chiseled from marble, stood in the center of
the road with his fists clinched until his nails dug
into his palms. There could be doubt now that
Gilbert Blyes pursuit of Ned's wife, June, was de-
iberate and purposefuL
Up came Mrs. Blye's auto
You're to jump in with Mrs. Blye, Ned, and go
straight on Iris shouted. Get right fnl Don't
waste a minute| And she fairly showed the grim
young husband Of June Warner into the seat by the
side of the determined wife Of the man with the
black Vandyke. The electric rolled away at its ut
most speed.
At Blyes club the limousine stopped while the
black Vandyked man alighted- June smiled as she
babe him good night but she very thoughtful
and troubled Blye stood on the steps
Of the club and gazed after the receding car with
smile of satisfaction
The limousine sped to the address which Blye
had given he driver Marin aDic in
face. She found the little hands Of June cold with
nervous collapse.
East! she snapped to the driver 81 don't know
he number. I'll tell you when we get there"
few minutes later they stopped in front Of
iingy looking building with light in the vestibule
Marie jumped out and rang the doorbelL woman
anne to the door. They exchanged a few brief
words, and Marie ran down to the limousine
ITS all right, June. Mrs. Boales has a nice back
DOM for you and cot for me-"
June stepped from the car with a sigh of relief.
\ home of any sort was welcome now. 1t had been
long and exciting day
Il know the room, Miss June" said Marie, sweep
ng past with her arms full Of nufies.
Blye was in front of his club with a gray mus
ached. jovia looking. pink faced man when the car
eturned
Where did you take her, scatti7' Blye asked
There was no number on the house. boss. but
an find it" ....
Drive US there" directed Blye. Down on the
ingy east side street be tried earnestly to pin down
cattis dizzied memory. Up and down Blye moved.
eeking in every window for some sign of the run
way bride. Suddenly his eye caught the CLINT of
omething in a vestibule- He ran up the steps The
littering object buckle on dainty little slip
er, which Junes collie had carried down to the
Xxi for her when she had stolen her clothes and
Iarie from her fathers house He jotted the num-
er OF the house In memorandum book