Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1921-06-07
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[ strolled back to his own car.
- "Hugh-you're mad, quite mad
said Peter resignedly, as with a splut..
tering roar the other car started, but
Hugh still smiled. On the way to
the alrdrome he stopped twice after a
block ii the traffic to make quite sure
that the pursuer should have no
chance Of losing him, and, by the time
they were clear Of the traffic and spin
ming toward their destination, the gen
tleman in tile car behind fully agreed
With Darrell.
At frst he had expected some trick,
being a person Of tortuous brain; but
as time went on, and nothing unex-
pected happened, he became assured.
His orders were 3 to follow the: mil
llonalre. and inform headquarters
where he: was taken to. And assured
ly:at the moment 1t seemed easy mon
'ey.: Then, quite suddenly, the hum.
ming stopped and he frowned. The
car in front had swung OF the road,
and turned through the entrance of a
small airdrome. What the devil was
he to, do now? Most assuredly ; be
could not pursue an airplane on a mo
tor-even q racer. Bllndly, without
thinking, he did the first thing that
came into his head. He left his car
standing where 1t WAS, and followed
the others into the airdrome on foot
Perhaps he could find out something
from one Hof the mechanics; someone
might be able to tell him where the
plane was going. =.
There, shes was with. the car beside
her. and salready The millionaire was
being strapped into his seat. Drum.
mond was: talking to the pilot, and
the sleuth> fall Of eagerness, accosted
passing mechanic. i.;, - - =:
I"Can you tell me where that air.
plane is going tor he asked ingrati-
atingly. - % -,
It was perhaps unfortunate that the
said mechanic had just had large
spauner dropped on his toe, and HE
answer was not helpful. 1t. was an
education in one way, and at any 9th.
er time the pursuer would have treat
cd It with the respect 1t deserved.
But, as 1t was, 1t was unfortunate
that. Peter Darrell should. have chosen
that moment to look round. And all
he saw was the mechanic talking ear
nestly; to the sleuth. :: Where.
upon he talked earnestly to Drum:
p,ond. :. -,
In thinking 1t over after, that un
happy sleuth whose joD had seemed SO
easy, found 1t difficult to say exactly
what happened. All of sudden he
found himself surrounded by people
all very affable and most converse
tional. 1t took him quite FIVE mlnutes
to get back to his car, and by thai
time the plane was speck In the
west Drummond was standing BY
the gates when ne got there, with 81
look Of profound surprise on his face
"One I have seen often" remarked
the soldier; two sometimes; three
rarely; four never. Fancy four pune
tures-.it at the same time! Dear,
dear. ! positively insist on giving
you u lift"
he felt himself frfeslstibly propelled
toward Drummond's car, with only
time for fieeting glimpse at his own
four fiat tires, and almost before he
realized it they were away. And 1t
was then that the man he had thought
mad laughed gently. e,
-".Is it all right, Peter?" Hugh asked.
"All safe" came a voice from be-
hind.
"Then dot him onew -"
The sleuth had fleeting vision OF
stars of all colors which danced be-
fore his eyes, coupled with stun
ing blow on the back Of the head.
Vaguely he realized the car was pull
Ing, up-then blackness.
FOUR.
"My dear fellow, told you we'd
ret here somehow" Hugh Drunmond
stretched his legs luxurfously. The
fact. that It was necessary to crash
your blinking bus in a stray field In
order to avoid their footing pass.
port regulations Is absolutely +imma-
terial The only damage is dent In
.Teds dcky, hut all the best walters
have that They smear 1t with soup
to show their energy. :. My God!
Here's another Of them.'
A Frenchman was advancing to:
ward them down the stately vestlbule
of the Ritz waving protesting hands.
He addressed himself in "a voluble
crescendo to Drummond,. who rose and
bowed deeply. His knowledge Of
French was microscopic, hut such trI'
tles were made to be overcome.
The ;Frcnchman produced a note
book. "votre nom, M'sleur, s'il vous
plait?"
Undoubtedly, Aon Colonel" re-
marked Hugh vaguely. "Nous crash
ons dams"
"TIe wants your name, old dear"
murmured Jerry weakly.
"Oh, does he?" Hugh beamed on
the gendarme. "You priceless little
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