The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1918-10-31

OuL! 1OhSS Il oiNii o1A itnnSS
her incapable Of noticing by what
new roads and through what
towns he Was taking her.
I" And then" he repeated, "she
decided to step mr.
YES; and he shut the door aaa
got into the drivers seat. Went
away then
Before knowing which direc
ton they took?'
Yes
did yop suspect on the way
that they thought that they were
being followed"
Certainly. He did nothing
but put his head out Of the win
dow
did the lady cry out at ALL"
mo"
Would you know him again
if you saw him'"
No, I'm sure / shouldn t. At
Versailles it was dark. And this
morning I was too far away. Be
sides, it's curious, but the first
time he struck me as very tall,
and this morning, on the contrary
he looked quite a short man, as
though bent in two / can't un-
dersfand it at ALL
Don Luis reflected. 1t seemed
to him that he had asked all the
necessary questions. Moreover, a
gig drawn by a quick trotting
horse was approaching the cross
roads. There were two others be-
hind it. And the groups of peas
ants We're now quite near. He
must finish the business.
He SAID to the chauffeur:
II can see by your face that
you intend to talk about me.
Don't do that, my man: it would
be foolish Of you. Here's thous-
and franc note for you. Only, if
you blab, I'll make you repent it.
That's all | have to say to YOU"
He turned to Davanne, whose
machine was beginning to block
the traffic, and asked:
Can we start?"
Whenever you like. Where
are we going?''
Paying no attention to the
moyemelts Of the people coming
from every side, Don Luis untold
ed his map of France and spread
it out before him. He experienced
a few seconds Of anxiety at see
ing the complicated tangle Of
roads and picturing the infinite
number, of places to which the.
villain might carry Florence. But
he pulled himself together. He
did not allow himself to hesitate.
He refused even to reflect.
He was determined to find out,
and to find out everything, at
once, without clues, without use
less consideration, simply by the
marvellous intuition which invar-
iably guided him at any crisis in
his life.
And his self respect also re-
CURED that he should give Davan-
ne his answer without delay, and
that the disappearance of those
whom he was pursuing should not
seem to embarrass him. With his
eyes glued to the map he placed
one finger on Paris and another
son LIE Mans and, even before he
had asked himself why the scoun-
drel had chosen that Paris-Le
Mans-Angers route, he knew the
fansWer to the question.
The name of town had struck
! him and made the truth appear
like a flash of lightning: Allen
con! Then and there, by the light
of his memory, he penetrated the
mystery.
He repeated:
where are we going2 Back
again, bearing to the left"
Amy particular place9''
Alencon.
All right, said Davanne.
Lend a hand, some Of you. /
can make an easy start from that
field just there. !"
Don Luis and few others
| helped him, and the preparations
were soon made. Davenne tested
j his engine. Everything was in
!. perfect order.
/ AT that moment a powerful
! racing car, with a siren yelling
like vicious animal, came tear
ling along the Anglers road and
promptly stopped. Three men got
out and rushed up to the driver