The Sentinel=record., 1916-12-24

ing to see her he might have been saved his journey thuer For pres eutly a. o'clock tue girl was stsnd- ing on the vertnda ol ue Noniro-e house lookua down inc street in search of Harold Stanley.
 She was in riding clothes groom held the two saddle horses at Inc porte cochere But Stanley was mo- where to be seen. Nor had he sent word to explain his delay
 Hes forgotten all about mel" she told herself petulantlv. adding. Any how I'm not going to he cheated ont of my ride
 She ran upstairs and knocked al the laboratory door Dr Munfrose put away the diary in which Lt, was writing and went to meet her
 Daddy" she said with pretty inn periousness. Harold promised To ride in Van Cortlandt Park with me I'm all dressed and the horses are wait ing. and Harold seems to have for gotten the whole thing. I'm horribly disappointed Won't you please put on vour riding toes and come along with me?"
 Twenty minutes later she and the doctor were canterug side by side along the highway toward Van Sort landt Park at just about the time Bob Clayton was starting for River dale
 After a while they turned into a winding and leafv by-road off of the park $ main thoroughfares. and usu- ally deserted at this time of day
 Florence and Montrose hearing the automobile dasune along at reckless speed behind them, drew aside to let it pass
 The car sped by them. so close to Florence that the running board grazod the flank of her frightened horse As the ear passed two arms shot out from the newly opened door and seized inc girl
 Before Florence could guess at what was happeniug-h before her father could turn 10 look-the girl was onarched bodily from the saddle and dragged into the ear.
 Even as she screamed aloud in ter TOT Tor Montrose turned his head and saw what had happened In that one deetpg glimpse he could see Tanner and Morrison and a disreputshle-
 
 With cry of paniC-terror, Dr. Montrose drove the spurs into his horse and gave chase GaIlantlY the thoroughbred steed responded to his masters call Down the lane he thuudered al racing speed and around the curve ahead
 But no living horse can overtake a motor ear that is going al fifty miles an hour.
 At last. giving up the useless chase. Dr. Montrose turned his winded horse homeward He reached his own house just as Robert Clayton came up the front walk
 Turning his horse over to the groom, the heart broken Montrose in a dozen words told Clayton what had hap pencd
 "I stopped to telephone police head quarters on the way here. he fn- ished his misera ble recital But am afraid it is hopeless I----'
 Let me call up every town for a twenty-mile radius then" interrupt ed Clayton. hurrving into the house, and give a general alarm"
 As he s~oke Is was striding toward the tetepIaue But as he raised his hand 10 Inc recover the telephone bell began 10 ring. Clayton put the receiver to his ear. impatient at the cNl that delayed his own purpose of sending out an alarm 10 the suburban polio stations
 "ueHo," he said brusquelv, "get off th. N1. Dlaa~el I-"
 f'. said mo more; but stood, mouth aelpr listening to the voice that ia..t Ia by name at the far end ,. .r. eIre.
 Al ine rivers edge three miles .abua. 're automobile that Montrose Iaa -o vtnh pursued drew up along l~lsed and lumble-dOWu boat n... Tanner and Morrison lifted rle ru4-Iug girl from the ear and ha led half carried her into the house. The cripple followed. more e'uHtv hobbling oainfuly along The ,.' aae driven away.
 '%oH, then ordered Tanner from the doorway. step lively and gel that motor-boat Youll find it moored where l told you, just beyond the point over wonder. Jump"
 The cripple did not jump" But he hobbled away on his err2nd at very creditable pace. and when a Wttme h1lock hid him from the hoatbouse he put on a burst Of speed that would have amazed his new as- SocIates.
 He raced al a 10O-yard dash gait for a solitary water side provision shop a quarter mile below shop from whose front he had seen the juttmg sign of a dark-blue bell on a white ground.
 Into the shops telephone booth he slipped and called up Dr. Montrose's house. Al once Bob Clayton replied ordering him to leave the Wire clear
 Florence Montr0se" broke in the cripple, panting from his record breaking un. Florence Nontrose is iu the old Harding hOathouse at the foot of Spuvtan lane. Shes to he taken up the Harlem in motor boat and dropped overheard with Q stoue at her feet Quick"
 He hung up inc receiver. darted ont of the booth and sprinted to the tiny cove where Tanners motor boat was moored Boarding the boat, he rast loose and set the engine going.
 Crouching a the wheel in the bow. he deftly etecred the craft around inc point of land and toward the boat house. AS he neared the boathouse he seemed to lose his athletic energy and to stump back once more into his former awkward and feeble con ditlOn
 As the motor boat came in sight around the point Tanner stepped out