The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-03-07

BO1S when Robin vSntured a glance
 behind. Through the little window 1 in the back of the car he saw big.
 swift moving automobile not more than a quarter of a mile in the rear. "Wou1d you like to verify the re- port of my friend Gourou?" he asked,
 his voice quick with exhilaration. She kneIt with one knee upon the
 seat and peered back along the road. "There they are!" she cried. She
 threw the veil back over her hat as
 she resumed her seat in the corner.
 Her eyes were fairly dancing with
 excitement. The warm red lips were
 parted and she was breathing quick
 ly. Suddenly she laid her hand over
 her heart as if to check its lively
 humping. EfIsn't it splendid? We
 are being pursued-actual1y chased
 by the manhunters of Paris! Oh, I
 was never so happy in my life. Isn't
 it great?"
 "It is gIorious!" he cried exult-
 antly. Shall tell the chauffeur to
 hit 1t up a bit? Let's make it real schase?''
 ''Yes. do! We'll see if we can give them the slip; isn't that what you call it?"
 Robin gave hurried directions through the speaking tube to the at tenttve footman.
 Miss Guile then took command of the flight. She called out the instruc- tions to the driver, and her knowledge of the intricate routes through the park stood them we'll in hand. It was soon quite clear to the pursued that the car containing their followers had been successfully eluded. For some time there had been worried look in the princes eyes. Once he undertook to demonstrate with his fair compan- ion.
 My dear Miss Guile, we'll land in jail if we keep up this hair raising 1 speed. There wouldn't be any fun in i that, you know"
 Pooh! Pm not afraid of the police l what's the matter? Oh, goodnessi'
 abrupt stop. Two policemen, dis mounted from their bicycles, formed an insarmountab1e obstruction. They | were almost in the shade of the Troca- dero.
 ''Do not be alarmed whispered Rob in to the fast paling girl, into whose eyes the most abject misery had Ieap- ed at the sight of the two officers.
 The polite officers came up to the Il window with their little notebooks.
 'I' regret, m'sieur, that we shall be obliged to conduct yourself and made noise11e to the office of a magistrate. Jpsler the new regulations set forth in he order of last May, motorists may ,e given a hearing at once. l regret 0 add that m'sieur has been exceed l ng the speed limit. A complaint came a but a few minutes ago from the Porte de la Muette, and we have been ordered to intercept the car. You may ollow us to the office of the magis- rate, m'sieur. It will soon be over, 
 In a very few minutes the process ion arrived at low, formidable ooking building on narrow side treet. The cavalcade of policemen Iismounted and stood at attention Iown from the car and followed 8 po- ite person in uniform through the Ioors.
 An instant later they were ushered nto a fair sized room on the left of he hall, where they were command d, to sit down. A lot of chairs stood bout the room, filling it to the far hest corners, while at the extreme nd was the judges bench
 "tI'd like to have a word in private with the magistrate,'' said the Prince f Graustark to one of the attend .nts.
 EsImpossibIei" he said, lifting his eyebrows in an expression of extreme sEIt is impos''- A sharp