The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-01-19
SYNOPSIS

 SYNOPSIS
 Lamar escapes death at the hands of the fanatical Borden by the timely ar- rival of the police. Borden kills himself The gas has axphyxiated the son. Think ing that the circle-branded family is eX- tinct, Lamar is surprised to see the Red Circle on the hands of a woman in u swiftly passing automobile. He manages to get the license number.
 Grant. a notorious loan shark, is locked in his vault and a batch of valuable notes are stolen.
 Fastening to notify the police, he finds his chauffeur and car to be missing He reaches the police headquarters in taxi cab and tells Chief of Police Allen of his loss. Lamar is present
 "Jim left no daughter. His wife died, years ago. You're dreaming You've worked on this Red Circle game so long you're daffy over it."
 Am I?'' retorted Lamar. "If my daffiness turns to rank idiocy, maybe l can qualify as central office square toe. ( Ten minutes ago I saw the Red Circle Saw it as plain as I see you. A woman was sitting in a limousine. Her right hand was resting on the window ledge. And she'd taken off her glove. There, on the back of her
 
 look any closer the car had speeded up and chugged out of sight,
 And you let it go?" cried the chief "I thought you had more sense than that, Max Why, even one of my 'square-toes,' that you were Just guy ing me about, would have followed it till he found out who owned it.'
 oddly enough" answered Lamar, "the same Idea occurred to me But as I was on foot and as the car was doing an easy 30 miles an hour, and as there wasn't taxi in sight, didn't see any way to follow it-very far
 "So you let it get away? Lord, but"
 Get away? Not quite. I took its number. just as it disappeared in a little hurricane of gasoline smoke and yellow dust Let me look over your state auto license numbers. We'll cas- fly enough get 1t that way.
 "Here you are" said Allen, produc ing the book. What was the num- Der of"
 Uncermoniously man pushed his way past the doorkeeper and into the hallowed room of the chief of police. Allen glanced up angrily, at the in terruption. Then he forced a civil smile to his lips as he recognized George Grant-With whom he had once had business dealings and with whom he might at any unluclSy time be forced to do business again.
 Chief" burst out grant, without so much as returning the others salu- tation. i've been robbed! While I was in my vault just now. the door was shut on me and lot of notes or people who owe me money were stolen out of my desk.'
 Lamar, to whom tales of robbery were an old story, moved back to the window taking the license book With him. He was more interested m trac- ing the automobile number than in listening to a loan sharks tale of woe Grant hundred on:
 s'My clerk says he saw a yelled wom- an go into my office. She was seen coming out again with handful of documents bound up in rubber band And when I went down to my car." he continued in mounting excitement "she'd stolen that, stoo And my cha,u feur."
 "Oh. come, comew laughed the chief "Stole your car and chauffeur
 'It's true. I want that ear traced Send out an alarm Tor IL at once please. It cost me se5Oo three months ago. I@ - .
 ssWhat was the number?" asked the chief. taking out a pencil and drawing scratch-pad toward him. r.
 aThe number of my car: It was 126694''
 1sffThe deuce II WhS! cIicu J-ailhi, Ni N7f hing the license book and striding for word ssYo,i,re sure of that? Sure"'
 "Of course am. It's my car. It's num- Der Is 12Ss94 Why? Do you know any thing about it"
 Dgregarding the question, Lamar pro dnccd a card and handed it to Chief AL len.
 said "The number of the car with tho Red Circle woman in il"
 .1266s4!" read the chief.
 Whats that? What's that?" demand ed Grant eagerly. What are you talk ing about you two? How did you get my license number on that card?'
 Brusquely he snatched the card from the chief It slipped from his awkward fingers as he grasped it, and fell to the floor beneath the window sill
 Grant stopped to pick it up As he rose, his gaze fell on the busy street just out side. with its hurrying traffic on the side walk and asphalt At the same moment hice jam and dashed past the window. Grant gave one incredulous look. then bawled:
 There's my carl There it is, now See?''
 The two others sprang to his side, just in time to see the number at the back of the fast-receding automobile.
 "Come on!'' exclaimed the chief as he bolted from the room with Lamar and Grant at his heels.
 At the outer entrance of police head quarters motorcycle policeman was dis 
 Follow that carn' ordered the chief. That limousine there. The numbers 1266e4. Get it. Arrest the chauffeur and hold the car till we get there. Don't let anyone get out of it."
 His final instructions were fairly screamed, for the fleet motorcycle was already under way. In the alley at the side of police headquarters a department al automobile was waiting The chief gave a swift command to its drowsing chauf- feur,> then jumped into the tonneau, La mar and Grant piling in after him.
 Off whizzed the car; in the wake of the which was with difficulty keeping on the track of the stolen linou- sine. The limousine's occupants seemed to know they were followed, for the big put on new burst of speed that carried it along in a cloud of its own dust and sent it around corners on two wheels.
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