The evening world., 1916-09-14

Over two roofs they raced thus.
Then Pierre STUDDED hts toe and fell
over q clothes-p rop at the very edge
OF an air shaft. Tho policeman grab
bed triumphantly at him.
stunned La Rue was not there whom
the b~luecoat's hands sought TO close
upon his collar.
Instead. Pierre was behind him
And P%lerre's fingers had closed on
the fat red throat In tho finger neck
lace grip. A few seconds later the
policeman ceased his writings and
his body collapsed.
Pierre released his hold. Tho blue
coat lurched inertly forward across
the parapet, toppled by reason Of his
own weight, and fell ovor the edsc
Of the air shaft. whirlinE around
and around In the air. 10 crashed
downward TO tho fiagstones below.
Harold Stanley. oblivious of the
drama enacted overhead. stood star
ing modify down into the stree.
There At the curb was his graz
roadster. his chauffeur drowsily Ut
the wheel. Twenty feet In front Of
II was DR.. Montrose's black touring
car. Its chauffeur reading . red
covered magazine.
Just at that moment Harold saw
a man run out from tho studio en-
trance carrying a girl In his arms,
shout an order TO tho black cars
chauffeur and lift his burden into
the car itself. following her as the
chauffeur bent forward to press tho
sclf-starter.
Harold waited 20 see no moro. For
he recognized the apparently sleep
Ing girl As Florence Montrose.
Out of the suite he dashed. thrust
Ing aside tho OBTAINING Vanya and
running down the steep flight Of
stairs three at a time.
After what seemed 20 him a CEN
fury or more no reached the side
walk and spranr into his OWE gray
roadster.
do you SEQ that black touring car
away up the street therey" he yelled
TO his wondering chauffeur. over
haul II and III double your pay"
The chauneur-a r New Yorker
needed no further exhortation- The
roadster shot forward at a speed that
detied every traillc law ever made.
In two minutes the black car was
less than a block ahead.
Then IL was that Tanner. turning
idly TO look bacA. saw his pursuer,
He shouted to the chauffeur. The
black car. in q little moro than Its
own length. nearly redoubied its for
nier speed.
The race had begun.
Uptown whizzed the graz car and
the black. Straight ahead they flew.
for at that fearful pace there was no
chance for turning There
vas infinite risk indeed OF guiding
the flying cars through such ever
thinning traitc as they encountered.
Again and again they barely avoid
cd collision or destruction from slower
and larger vehicles.
Again and again policemen sprang
out to stop them; then shrank back
just In time to escape death. and
blasphemously jotted down the racers
numbers.
Inch by inch, as the more open coun-
try was neared, the gray roadster be-
gan TO creep up on the speeding black
car.
In another mile the gray car cut
down the distance between itself and
Its prey far more rapidly than before,
Harold, leaning far forward at his
chauffeur's side. understood why, for
he could hear the black machines on
gine begin to miss" and he knew,
bar accidents. the race was his own.
The gray roadster IN a few min
utes more crawled alongside the
handicapped touring car, whose en-
CINE now was all but useless.
With a flying leap. as the gray
car came up with its quarry. Harold
covered the space bet ween the run
ming boards Of the two converging
machines. landing with both feet ON
the black cars running board. and
steadying himself by a lett-hand grip
on II OF the seat arms. he struck
tercely at Tanner.
The latter. In recent memory of his
battle with the sledge-hammer hitter.
shrank back from the blow. Harold
swung himself on board into the seat
on which Tanner supported the sense
less Florence,
BEFORE he could strike again. Tan
ner had julnped pa OF tao rapidly
going ar. rolled over urco in the
roadside mud and then scrambled to
his feet and set of at IA dead run
down an adjoining highway,
Harold. leaning forward. swung for
the head OF the black cars badly
ratified driver. who promptly followed
Tanners example.