The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1917-12-13

while Pachmann gazed anxiously
through the little window in the
back. No one spoke, but they all
watched Pachmann s face. At last
they We're in the open country,
with smooth road ahead. The
driver opened his throttle, pushed
up his spark, and in 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.
eve 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
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
river, and finally, at the Fort Lee
ferry, 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
it became at once only an indis-
tinguishable unit. Finally it
turned eastward along a quiet
street, swung sharply around one
corner and then around another,
and stopped.
Here we are,'' said Pachmann,
threw open the door, and jumped
out.
The prince followed, and, with
out looking back, walked straight
across the sidewalk and up the
steps Of the house opposite. Pach-
mann, with smile on his lips,
waited to assist Miss Ward to
alight.
"But this is not the consulate I"
she protested, looking first at the
house and then up and down the
street. She had never seen the
consulate, but she knew it would
not be in such a house nor in such
a 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 re-
ception at the consulate today
which would make our conference
there impossible. I managed to
procure this house, where one Of
our secretaries lives, and where we
will be secure against Interrupt
ton. But if you prefer the consul
ate, we can, Of course, wait until
tomorrow =
mo, no." Ward broke in. aLet
us get it finished at once-there
has been too much delay
/ agree with YOU said Pach-
mann. II, also, am anxious to
get the affair settled and he led
the way into the house. If you
will wait here, Miss Ward, = he
added, and pulled aside the hang
ings before q door opening from
the hall. I'VE will not be long. =
Kasia stepped through the door
way, and the curtain dropped be-
hind her. She heard the footsteps
of her companions mounting the
stair to the upper story; then all
was still. She glanced about the
room it was rather small one,
furnished as sitting room, with
furniture both cheap and scant.
There were two windows, side By
side, which opened upon little
court or area way closed in by.
high walls, topped by an ugly and
formidable iron chevaux de frise,
which would be equally effective
in preventing any one getting in
or getting out.
She soon exhausted the interest
of this limited prospect, and,
turning back to the room, spent q
long half hour wandering about
|it, looking at this and that, en-
deavoring to keen her thouphta 0t,-