The Carlisle independent., 1917-10-04

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 Sebastian began to recover his equa- nimity. If the man was willing to bargain with him, he could not be sure of his ground. He shook his head.
 ''Then,' said Ravengar quietly, there is no more to be said"
 At that moment the sound of an ap- preaching automobile was heard. Se- bastian, who had risen, looked out of the window, to see a police auto draw ing up to the house. In it sat two policemen and Leontine
 "Wait!" yelled Sebastian, as Raven gar was nearing the door. of I write that confession, do you swear you will call off the police?"
 Ravengar nodded, and Sebastian rushed to his writing table and, taking sheet of notepaper, began to write with trembling fingers. Ravengar watched him for a moment. There came ring at the door, Ravengar left the library and went to the aper- ture in it, which Sebastian had had made in order that he might scrutinize unwelcome visitors before admitting them. Leontine, upon the doorstep with the policemen, saw Ravengar's face.
 You have got him?" she cried.
 Sebastian, writing furiously at his desk, saw Leontine through the win d ". She was talking to Ravengar, and she seemed at loss to understand why he did not open the door, Sebas- tian threw the pen down, and a crafty look came over his face.
 He reflected for moment; then he deliberately tore up the confession which he had written and threw the scraps away. He crept toward the door. Near this was standing a heavy lockwood chair, which he had brought with him from the Argentine. It was very old, and the wood was almost as strong and solid as if it were steel. Sebastian picked it up and noiselessly opened the door.
 He crept into the hall. His feet made no sound on the thick carpet. He saw Rayengar, talking to Leontine and the policeman through the door. He raised
 
 down on Ravengar's head.
 Rayengar dropped like a log, with out sound. The fragments of the broken chair fell all about him.
 Sebastian turned and fled up the stairs. He dashed into room which overlooked a neighboring garden. It was his plan to leap from the window. thus to avoid the police.
 In front of it stretched a line of telegraph wires. It was desperate spring, almost an impossible one.
 He heard the front door splinter, and the police rush into the house. They were searching the library, they were coming up the stairs. A hand was at the door. Sebastian poised himself upon the window sill, and, rendered desperate, leaped as the police entered the room.
 Sebastian caught the yielding tele- graph wires with one hand, hung there a moment, reached up the other hand and made his way to the pole. He climbed down, and had just reached the bottom when a shout from the win dow above him indicated that he was discovered.
 He heard warning cry. A bullet whizzed past his head; but Sebastian was running swiftly for the garden gate. It was unlocked. He darted through and found himself in the street
 His versatile brain was working fast. He knew exactly what he was going to do. His garage stood near. In this he kept, besides his autos, a motor cycle, hobby of his. Sebastian snatched it, mounted it, and whirled away.
 He rode with all his might, for he was bent on making this supreme eff fort and shaking his pursuers off the track. But TOW fortune ceased to fa- vor him. The police auto had been brought round to the back of the house; as Sebastian dashed along the road he was seen. The hue and cry was up. In a moment the police auto was after him.
 Sebastian headed toward the hills, but glance showed him that there he would be caught. He could not hope to best an auto on an ascent He turned and headed toward the har- bor. And now he became panic stricken. He headed toward a wharf
 It was the last wharf up the river. It was little private dock once used for sailing shi- S, but now practically abandoned. In the distance, toward | the river mouth, fisherman sat in a motorboat.
 Sebastian saw him and his scheme | was formed. He drove straight for the l head of the wharf. Without checking | himself, hc ,ct the motorcycle plunge | into the river, and, disentangling him. self, began to strike out toward the motorboat.
 The police chauffeur threw on the