The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1915-08-19

AS the rest Tall LOWdAu u0 eAASAS
was nothing for us to do but to aban-
don the car ourselves and run for it,
We left the road and struck into the
trackless woods, followed closely now
| By two of the men who had outdis-
tanced the rest. Through the woods
we fed, taking advantage of such shell
ter as we could find.
Look, here's a cave" cried Elaine,
as we plunged exhausted and about
ready to drop, down into a ravine.
We hurried in and the bushes
swung over the cave entrance. Inside
we stopped short and gazed about. 1t
was dark and gloomy. We looked
back There was no hope there
They had been overtaking us. On
down through a passage we went.
The two men who were pursuing us
plunged down the ravine also. AS ill
luck would have it, they saw the cave
entrance and dashed in, then halted.
Crouching in the shadow we could see
their figures silhouetted in the dim
light of the entrance of the cavern.
One stopped at the entrance while
the other advanced. He was a big
fellow and powerfully built, and the
other fellow was equally burly. I
made up my mind to fight to the last,
though knew it was hopeless. 1t was
dark. I could not even see the man
advancing now.
Quickly Elaine reached into her
pocket and drew out something.
Here. Walter. take this" she cried.
seized the object. It was the
searchlight gun.
Hastily aimed 1t. the spot of light
glowing brightly. Indeed, 1 doubt
whether I could have shot accurately
otherwise. AS the man approached
cautiously down the passageway the
bright disk of light danced about un-
til finally it fell full on his breast. I
fired. The man fell forward In
stantly
Again I fired, this time at the man
in the cave entrance. He jumped back,
dropping his gun, which exploded
harmlessly. His hand was wounded.
Quickly he drew back and disappeared
among the trees.
We waited in tense silence, and then
cautiously looked out of the mouth of
the came. No one seemed to be
about.
"Come-1et's make a dash for it"
urged Elaine.
We ran out and hurried down the
ravine, apparently not followed.
Back among the trees, however, the
man had picked up rifle which he
had hidden. While he was binding up
his hand with a handkerchief, he saw
us. Painfully he tried to aim his gun.
But it was too heavy for his weak
ened arm and the pain was too great.
He had to lower it. With a muttered
imprecation, he followed us at dis
lance.
Evidently, to us, we had eluded the
pursuers, for no one seemed now to
be following, at least as far as we |
could determine. We kept on, how
ever, until we came to the waters |
edge. There, down the bay, we could
see Professor Arnold's yacht.
Let us see Professor Arnold, any,
how said Elaine, leading the way
along the short.
We came at last, without being mo- |
Tested, to a little dock. A sailor was
standing beside it and moored to it
was a swift motor boat. Out at anchor
was the yacht.
You are Professor Arnold's man?'
asked Elaine.
"Yes'm," he replied, remembering
her.
rs the professor out. on his boat?"
we asked.
He nodded. did you want to see
him."
Very Euch," answered Elaine.
I'll take you OUT he offered.
We jumped into the motor boat
he started the engine and we planed
cut over the water.
Though we did not see him, the man
whom I had wounded was still watch
ing us from the shore, noting every
move. He had followed us at dis
lance across the woods and fields and
down along the shore to the dock had
seen us talking to Arnold's man, and
get into the boat.
From the shore he continued to
watch us skim across the bay and pull
up alongside the yacht. AS we climbed
he ladder, he hurried back the way
he had come.
Elaine and I climbed aboard the
yacht where we could see the pro-
lessor sitting in wicker deck chair.
why, how do you do?" he well
coined us, adjusting his glasses SO his
ayes seemed, If anything, more
opaque than before.
I cold not help thinking that, al
hough he was glad to see us, there
vas a certain air of restraint about
linn
Quickly Elaine related the story of
hiding the bomb in the rocks and the
peculiar events and our escape which
ollowed. Once, at the mention of the
gun, Professor Arnold