Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1915-02-03
CHAPTER XXI.
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Alan came 70 nlmSelf supported Dy
Barcus-his senses still Keeling from
the conclusion of that thunderbolt
which he had 30 unwittingly loosed-
the cloud OF srlphurous smoke and yet
dissipated by tie wind
Judith lay at his feet, stunned; and
round about other figures Of mon In
sensible. II not. for all he could say.
dead.
And then Barcus was hustling him
unceremoniously down the wharf.
Come! Comet" he rallied Alan
Pull yourself together and keep q
stiff upper lip. Rose is waiting in
the car, and IL you don't want to be
arrested you'll stir your stumps. my
sonl That explosion is going to bring
the worthy burghers of New Bedford
buzzing round our ears like swarm
of hoTnets!'
His prediction was justified even
before II was made; already the near
| by dwellings we're vomiting half
clothed humanity; already a score Of
people were galloping down toward
the head OF the wharf; and in their
number a policeman appeared as II by
magic.
And while the man hesitated Alan
grabbed him by the shoulder. threw
him bodily from the car, dropped into
his seat, cried a warning to Rose, and
threw in the clutch. The machine re-
sponded without a Jar; they were a
hundred feet distant from the scene
OF the accident before Alan was fairly
settled in his place.
As he grew more and more calm, he
congratulated himself on having drawn
an excellent car in the lottery OF
chance. 1t was light. but the motor
ran famously, and IL not capable Of
a racing pace It would serve his ends
as speedily as was consistent with
reasonable care for the life OF the
woman he loved.
Yet his congratulations we're prema-
ture; they were not ten minutes out
of the enyirons OF the city when Rose
left her seat and knelt behind his, to
communicate the intelligence that
they were already being pursued.
A heavy touring car, she said it was,
driven by man, woman in the
seat by his sde--Judith the latter, the
man an old employe Of her fathers
by the name of Marrophat.
Marrophat
Alan remembered that one.
He could only trust IN his skill as
driver. and ekill is theNlesser factor
in such a race.
They could oyertake the fugitives
practically when they would.
But for some weird. Incompetent
sible reason they chose TO hang a GER
tain distance in the rear, distance
that could readily be bridged by two
minutes Of furious drlving.
Why?
In the succeeding quarter-hour the
calmness Of fatalism became Alan's.
They were hiding their time for some
secret and fatal purpose. The blow
was predestined TO fall, but cruelty de-
ferred.
For his own part, he drove like an
exceptionally cunning mailman.
And then. quite clearly. he recog-
nized the time and the place and the
character Of the read that lay before
him as the car sped like a dragon-fy
down slight grade.
From the bottom OF the grade IL
swung away in a wide, graceful curve,
bordered for some distance by railroad
tracks on a slightly lower level
He had guessed the fendish plan OF
the other driver only too truly.
As they approached at express
speed the stretch where the road par.
aIleled the tracks Alan sought to hug
the left-hand side OF the road. but ia
vain.
Roaring, with it's muller cut out, the
pursuing car swept up and baffied him,
bringing its right forward wheel up
beside the left rear wheel Of his car.
then more slowly forging up until,
with its weight. bulk and superior
power. It forced him inch by inch to
the right, toward the tracks, until his
right-hand wheels left the road and
ran on uneven turf. until the left-hand
wheels as well lost grip on the road
metal, until the car began TO dip on
the slope to the tracks. ]