The evening herald. [volume] (Albuquerque, New Mexico) 1914-1922, 1915-03-06

pursuit Of Ncd's wife. June, was do
ilbernte and %pnTposeful.
June's father strobe slowly up and
down. bis lips compressed aud his
hrows black. He passed Ned BALI q
dozen times, but they did not exchange
a word.
Robbie BletherIng and the driver Of
the Moore limousine had sprung out to
repair their respective tires, but iris
Blcthering. who had INDUCED Ia a few
violent sobs ns n preliminary TO fur.
ther action. suddenly discovered the
economic waste. Here. Bobbie.' she
called. get back and help Jerry aud
let our car 30. There's room for an
OF W. In the limousine
Cp came Mrs. Blye's auto,
You're 20 jump In with Mrs. Rye.
Ned. ana go straight on" IRIS shouted
Get right IN. Don't waste n minuteg
Aud she fairly showed the grim young
husband ~ June Warner into the seat
by the side OF the determined wife OF
the man with the black Vandyke. The
electric rolled away nj IT, utmost speed
at nlye's club the limousine stopped,
while the black Nandyked nan alight.
Cd. June smiled as she babe him good
night. but she WIS very thoughtful
nevertheless aud troubled. Blye stood
on tho steps OF the club aud gazed
after the rccedins car with Il smile o;
satisfaction
The limousine sped on TO the address
which Blye had given the driver. June
studied the house earnestly. 10 was a
smart looelng building. The windows
were brilliantly lighted. and In the par.
Tor were three young ladies In ratheI
striking evening dress. June gave the
driver the address OF a modest hotel.
Halfway TO their destination Jun,
changed her mind. The modest hotel
she remembered. had u blazing lobby
aud there was no way to pass IN or on
without being stared NJ. She gave tbi
driver another address. Marie saw
Junc's panic In her face. She foun'
Tho little hands OF June cOid will
nervous collapse.
East" she snapped 20 the driver
Il don't know the number. IN tel
| you when We get there"
\ few minutes later they stopped II
front %: a dingy looking building witt
no light In the vcstibule. Marie jump
cl out aud rang the doorbpll. A won
am came to the door. Tney exchange,
q few brief words, aud Marie ran dOwi
70 tho Limousine.
Its an right. JUNE. Mrs. Boalo.
has "a nice back room for you and
cot for me-"
June stepped from the car with
Sigh uf relief. a home OF any sort wa
welcome now. Il bad been Il hong an,
exciting day.
~ know the room, Miss june" sal,
Marie, sweeping past With her arm
fuil OF GuGles.
bye was In front OF hls club with
gray mustachcd. jovial looking. PM
faced man when the car returned.
Where did you take her. ScattiT
Blye asked.
she wouldn't stop az Mother Rus
sells" began Scatti con1dentlally
She
we know that" interrupted th
gray mustnchc1 man. Grin Cunning
ham.
There was no number on the house
boss, but q nad H."
Drive us there directed HlyC
Down on the diupy cast side street h
tried earnestly 20 pin down Scatti'
dlzzied memory. Up and down Bly
moved, seeking IN every window 70
some sign OF the runaway bride. Sud
denly his eye caught the CLINT Of some
thing In n ycstihulc. lio ran up th
steps. The gllttcring object was
buckle on Il dainty little slipper. on
which Junc's collie had carried dow
20 the tax! for her when she had stole
her clothes aud Marie from her IA
theirs house. lie Iotted the humble
OF the house In D memorandum book.