Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-12-13

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away, and answered with a shake
of the head.
Just beyond the entrance STOOD
a handsome limousine, it's motor
throbbing. Pachmam hurried
them all into it, stepped round TO,
a word with the driver, then him.
self jumped in and slammed the
door. The car started with a jerk
backed out of the pier shed, and
headed away northward through
the streets OF Hoboken. This way
and that it turned and doubled,
while Pachmann gazed a~nxiously
through the little window in the
back. No one spoke, but they all
watched Pachmann's face. AT last
they were in the open country,
with a smooth road ahead. The
driver opened his throttle, pushed
up his spark, and in a moment
they were %whirling along at 40
miles an hour. Pachmann looked
back for yet a moment then he
turned with a sigh of relief and
sank back into his seat.
1--WE have evaded Them he
said. But we will take no
chances"
On and on went the car, climb
ing to the top of the Palisades and
threading the Jersey woods; mile
after mile along woodland roads,
past country estates, through little
villages, on and On. At last, on a
long stretch of lonely road, they
stopped, and the chauffeur
climbed down, detached the IL
cense numbers at front and rear,
and strapped on another set. Then
onward again, back toward the
and finally, at the Fort Lee
down to the waters edge.
The boat was about to start when
the car ran on board; in another
minute it was moving out into the
stream. No one else had come on
board nor was there any sign of
pursuers on the bank.
Leaving the ferry, on the other
side, the car at once plunged into
a tangle of by streets, and Pach-
mann half drew the curtains. Then
turning southwark along River
side drive, it joined the endless
procession Of cars there in which
became at once only an indis-
tinguishable unit. Finally it
turned eastward along a quiet
swung sharply around one
and then around another,
and stopped.
"Here we are,' said Pachmann,
open the door, and jumped
out.
The prince followed, and, with
out looking back, walked straight
the sidewalk and up the
steps of the house opposite. Pach-
mann, with a smile on his lips.
waited to assist Miss Ward to
"But this is not the consulate !"
she protested, looking first at the
house and then up and down the
She had never seen the
consulate, but she knew it would
not be in such a house nor in such
. street. Besides, there was no
flag above the door.
No it is not the consulate"
said Pachmann smoothly, and
turned to Ward. 81 found, at the
last moment, that there was a re-
ception at the consulate today
would make our conference
there impossible. 1 managed to
procure this house, where one of
our secretaries lives, and where we
will be secure against Interrupt
But if you prefer the consul
ate, we can, of course, wait until
mo, no." Ward broke in. "Let
as get it finished at once--there
has been too much delay"
II agree with you,' said Pach-
mann. 81, also, am anxious to
get the affair settled" and he led
The way into the house. If you
will wait here, Miss Vard," he
added, and pulled aside the hang
lngs before q door opening from.
the hall. I've win not be long,
kasia steppedsthrought the door