The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-09-26
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at him and called his name.
 Wendell, having showed himself, re- treated abruptly into the darkness Of the alley and, as Bob beckoned, Jim backed his car into the alley.
 Lights out" Wendell ordered. Jim switched them off.
 Whats up?"1
 You were just coming down to find ollt?'' Bob challenged.
 "No;I was here at 8 o'clock"
 What did you find?"
 Just. Ingouf and Enloe, working at their valve"
 working on their valve! That was all you saw?"
 What else was there to see?''
 "ThOse men''5Bob motioned toward the darkened laboratory as if thcy were still there-"tell me. how much do you know about theh?"
 Jim had not realized until he tried to answer how little he knew about them or about others in his fathers employ. They had come to Elgin re- gently to take machinists' positions. They were good machinists.
 "Your cars good for seventy or esl;.5 eighty miles 2 the r0adf" Wendell de
 Eighty five on straightaway. One likel it has been, driven over 100 miles an hour on track"
 And you dare drive it like the devil, If we need toT AT VA "Darer' Jim rejoined. What for?''S> For your friends in there. I was going to jump them as they came out. They've motorcycles here. But if we can let them come ou. as If they weren't watched and show us where they're going and we could then get them we'd find out more. But, aside from the pace, it's going to be danger ous." -5.s. "Dangerousr' Jim calculated. with scorn. 4s< "Quiet!" Wendell warned. They're coming!' Jim gazed with him about the cor ner of the building. A door at the far end of the factory opened, and two men stepped out into the shadow. They looked about. and apparently saw nothing to disturb them, They took motorcycles Il which were leaning against the building, brought them to the street and started away.
 '.Nowr" Wendell cried. He was in the seat beside Jim as the car started and swiftly turned into the street and followed the cycles Ingouf and Enloe, looking back, saw the car; but, as they were riding at little more than ordinary pace and as the car yet made no attempt to over take them, they could not be certain that they were followed. They went fast and turned corner. The car fol. lowed, and when it pursued also about i a second turn the men on the motor cycles no longer had doubt that the car was after them. They "opened up" and speeded faster. Jim's foot bore down on his accelerator, and the car did mot drop behind.
 Eighty the speedometer showed, and Wendell, clinging to the sides of his seat, cried Jim on. He gave the car all he had, knowing no more than that Bob must believe that the overtaking of Ingouf and Enloe that night was worth Bob's life and his own, and the riders of the motorcycles made it plain that their errand was worth any risk. The car had begun to gain upon one cycle, although the other still kept 1, ahead. The rider of the slower ma chine. Ingouf, realiged he was losing.
 Look olitr Jim and Bob each cried the warning to the other at the same | moment.
 A round object, metallic from its | glint in the moonlight as it fell and rolled in the road, dropped or was flung back from the motorcycle. Jim, swerv. 1 ing his wheels so that they would not strike it, dashed over the object while | It was still rolling. And the car was barely over-it was not ten yards by when an explosion rocked the air Jim his arms and legs all tense, his eyes staring ahead, held the gar on its course. M
 "Go on.'' Bob cried to him and he saw without looking around that Wen dell had a revolver in his hand now and was aiming it. Keep on; I'm go 4 ing to firew
 l The revolver roared twice, splitting it's smoke before Jim's face. The rusl of the afr cleared the smoke, and Wen dell fired twice again. The car ws. coming up fast upon the motorcycle and the rider no longer tried to escape instead he slowed, leaped off his ma l chine and turned, metallic missile ir hand, to fling 1t at the car pursuing 1 him. y ! Don't slow! Go byv' Bob command ed. firing again, and once more as the car rushed by. Ingouf stopped at the first of these shots and, having fired his missile, drew back his arm. The pistol was fired in front of Jim and across him, but he was by Ingouf be fore hescould see what it did. He was still steering the car at seventy miles an hour when he heard, behind hin again, the detOnation of an explosion and Wendell, shouting, was telling hin l to stop.
 He brought the ear up as short as ht could; he leaped down to the ground | after Bob, who was running back be l side the road, reloading the revolver a. he ran. The motorcycle which hat been ahead stopped far down the road the rider, Enloe, jumped off and stood staring back. Jim watched him, ana when he made no move Jim grabbed { steel bar from his tool box and fol