The Birmingham age-herald., 1915-01-31
THIRD EPISODE. June Finds Work.
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 ~ OWN the dark boulevard from Brynport
 weaved and bumped and rattled lone taxicab, with high powered limousine
 steadily gaining on it. A black yandyked man in the limousine began to toss something out of the window he passed the taxi at breakneck speed. He smiled he heard a 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 the hamper in which he had broken to bits all it's porcelain and glassware. A tall gaunt girl distinctly maid, was out impa- tently surveying the flat 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 use q my machine" be susEosted.
 That relieved young woman opened the door of the taxi and poked her head inside.
 There ain't anything else do, Miss Junie," ;" she whispered.
 T suppose not" came a sweet voice from the taxi and the face of beautiful young girl appeared in the window. She started she the black Van dyked man, Gilbert Blye! He stood, hat dofed, po- ltely waiting their acceptance.
 You'd better go miss," husked the tax driver. This old tub'n be here tomorrow morning"
 June Warner slowly stepped down.
 "Thank you" she managed to murmur.
 'I beg of you not to mention it. The favor s to me-" Bye gallantly returned, while the maid began to transfer from the taxi to the other load
 
 Around the curve behind them there dashed an- other limousine and runabout in time for the cupants to Gilbert Bye assisting June into the luxurious limousine. They also the eight cylin- der machine leap forward. Bye, unconscious that they were being pursued as was the girl. thought that he heard shout they gathered speed, and he looked back in time to first the runabout and then the limousine swerye and slow down and to hear two loud bangs. He grinned. His driver grinned. The taxi driver grinned. Then they whizzed away
 Why, you the little runaway bride, the giri in the watchr' said Bye, leaning forward.
 "Yes.' And June blushed.
 She felt the black eyes of Gilbert Bye fixed upon her. Could it be possible that he had followed her? Oh, mol Still, he had her address in her watch and her portrait
 You kind enough on the train Mr. Blye to offer to let me buy my watch, and I'll take it now if you please"
 'Pm very sorry haven't it with me- But shall you another time, sure.' He came back from the forward seat and sat with her.
 Back near the abandoned taxi there 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 Blye's pursuit of Ned's wife, June was de- liberate and purposeful.
 Junes father strode slowly up and down. his lips compressed and his brows black He passed Ned half dozen times, but they did not exchange q word.
 Up came Mrs. Bye's auto
 You're to jump in with Mrs. Blye, Ned, and go straight on.' Iris shouted. "Get right in! Don't waste minuter' 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 Blye's club the limousine stopped while the black vandyked man alighted. June smiled as she bade him good night but she was very thoughtful nevertheless and troubled Blye stood on the steps of the club and gazed after the receding with smile of satisfaction.
 The limousine sped on to the address which Bye had given the driver. Marie panic in June's face She found the little hands of June cold with nervous collapse.
 "Eastw she snapped to the driver. "I don't know the number. I'll tell you when get there" A few minutes later they stopped in front of dingy looking building with no light in the vestibue. Marie jumped out and rang the doorbell. A woman came to the door, They exchanged few brief words, and Marie ran down to the limousine Its all right, Junie. Mrs. Boales has nice back room for you and cot for me-"
 June stepped from the car with sigh of relief. home of any sort was welcome now. It had been a long and exciting day.
 T know the room, Miss June," said Marie, sweep ing past with her arms full of duf1es
 Blye was in front of his club with a gray mus tached jovial looking pink faced man when the car returned.
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 She wouldn't stop at Mother Russels" began Scatti confdentialy. "She"-
 We know that" interrupted the gray mustached man, Orin Cunningham.
 There was no number on the house, boss, but can find it."
 Drive us there." directed Bye. Down on the dngy east side street he tried earnestly pin down Scattis dizzied memory. Up and down Blye moved, seeking in every window for some sign of the run away bride. Suddenly his eye caught the glint of something in a vestibule. He ran up the steps. The glitterng object was buckle on dainty little slip per- one which Junes collie had carried down to the taxi for her when she had stolen her clothes and Marie from her fathers house. He jotted the num- Der of the house in memorandum book