The Birmingham age-herald., 1919-09-13

NO. Sy.
 The noad over which Jane was trav- cling soon grew more narrow. deeper
 rutted and uneven. The bushes and un- dergrowth encroached more than ever
 along the edges and the trail. trudging
 steadily on, drew a breath of relief as she realized the difficulties an automobile
 would have in following her trail.
 Mentally she again offered up little prayer of thanks to the Burns chauffeur for pointing out this way of escape.
 "A person could trust him." she unused
 to herself as she stumbled along over the hummocks In the road, which had
 been made when wagon wheels had fol- lowed a rainstorm of the past. T won- der what sort of a man he would be to know, and l wonder why he is working
 as chauffeur. Somehow he looked above that sort of position. l don't know why, but he did!'
 Suddenly, at a little turn of the road, she paused. From somewhere behind her voice, raised in a shout, reached to her ears. Listening an instant to be sure, she turned sharply from the road and pushed her way among the under growth, crouching at last behind thick cump of bushes. Almost hidden as she knelt in the high grass and weeds. the girl made but small target. even from prying eyes, that might pass along the road. The sounds grew weaker, the creak and whine of wagon wheels, the heavy move ment of horses and the voice in its hoarse commands to the team. And then, above these sounds with sharp screa nor anger an automobile horn broke the soli- tude of the countryside. It was unex-
 pected, seemingly unnecessary, and with a gasp of fright Jane huddled lower among the rank growth behind the bushes.
 Still the wagon came on, until. Just op- posite her, the teamster brought hls
 horses to a stand with long drawn-out, "Wh-oa." Turning in his seat ne looked back over his shoulder at blood red car that was crawling unsteadily along only a few yards behind him. Craning her neck a little, Jane peered through the stems of the bushes. and, with her heart leaping fn terror, made out the face of Mortimer behind the wheel Beside him was the woman who had attended Jane that morning, Helga, who had given her the $500, only to snatch if back again Seated on one of the lenders and holding on to the gas tank, was the one-time butler who had served the lunch in the Burns home
 "Wen. what are you going to do about it?r the driver of the team exclaimed. You folks can't get by me here! 'We'Ve got to get pys tic Aai"h voice of Mortimer answered sharply. lie was somehow different than the man Jane had met and known in the office. He was more abrupt, more brutal and the girl clenched her fists in an ecstacy or excitement as she realized how nearly she had come to putting herself in his clutches.
 "I dunno how you ken," the farmer returned with laugh. ''Lnfs you Ken flv. This road won't hold more'n one of us, that's surel' | Listen here" Mortimer said. climbing from behind the wheel and advancing toward the wagon. Were in hurry and we've got to get past" Reacnins suddenly into his pocket he drew out 1 bill and held it up to the man on the
 seat. Here" he added Maybe this
 will help you to get out of the way"
 With a quick scrutiny of the surround ings, Mortimer raised his hand and
 pointed almost directly at Jane. For 2
 moment the girl thought she had been
 discovered and she held her breath, not
 daring to even lower her eyes.
 Back up in there," Mortimer said
 You can get over those bushes. Any
 way. you can get in there far enough to
 let me get by!'
 Try anything once" the farmer said
 with a chuckle and settling himself in