Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-09-25

"Mademoisalle Delorme and are
afflicted with the same idiosynchasy.
We want to save our lives, and we
don't mind saving yours at the same
time. In a gray car which has been
following us yer since we left st.
German, is the nan who | oei.c9e
murdered Monsieur lie Comte de
~L-orgnes on the Lyons express, and
who-1 know--tried last night 20
murder Mademoiselle Delorme."
And l suppose that, in his pig
hearted. wholesalers way, he
wouldn't mind making a bag of the
lot of us tonight"
I'm afraid you are right. Our
plan Is to change cars with Leon
and Marthe: the gray car will pass
and go on ahead before we make the
shift: then you, mademoiselle and |
follow in the touring car, the others
in the limousine"
"Ah-h!" Jules used the tone Of
one who ~perceives enlightenment as
a binding flash. "Marthe and Leon
are in on the dirty work, too, eh =?
l shan't shed a solitary tear If some
thing sad happens to them in Ibis
bus tonight"
The plan was carried out in a
Subhl VI 1dti' liz soy puAAA
car ore by in a cloud of dust as
Lanyard and Lame shifted to the
touring car with Jules as driver.
Lanyard established himself in the
tcnneau.
How long, Jules. will Leon
need"
Five minutes, madame, lt he
takes his time about it,"
UNbpU Hrnn "a NUnN from Tho Hn1O11=
sine so quickly that in thirty sec
onds its headlights were ali that
marked its stand.
A bend in the road blottej out
these lights. There was no tail
light visible on the road before them.
Lanyard touched Jules on the shout
der.
switch off your lights" he said
-"all If them. Then find a place
where we car turn off and wait till
Leon and Marthe pass u.s."
Jules picked out the mouth of n
narrow lane, stopped and backed
into it..
In four minutes by Lanyard's
watch, a blue white glare leapt quiv-
ering past the bend, and lay horizon
tai with the road as the a bored
past.
"Shoot, Jules-follow his rear
lamp" cried Lanyard.
The car swung out into the main
highway. Far ahead the red sar-
donic eye in the rear of the limou-
sine leered as if hooking their hopes
of keeping it in sight.
They were swooping down a long
grade with a sharp turn at the bot
tom. when somewhere on ahead,
there sounded a grinding crash, the
noise of a stout fabric rent and
crushed with the clash and clatter
o. shivered glass.
Easy" Lanyard cautioned-"and
ready with the lights."
Below, at the foot of the hill, the
headlights of another car, standing
at some distance and to the right of
the road, furnished lurid illumina-
ton to the theatre of disaster.
Something, it's nature just then
mysterious, had apparently caused
Leon to lose control of the heavy
car, so that it had skidded into a
ditch and capslZed. Four men were
swarming round the wreck. Two
were helping the driver out, two
others having their gallantry in per-
forming like service for the maid
rewarded by a torrent of v%itupera-
tive denunciation, half hysterical
and wholly Infatuated.
BY the freedom of her gestures,
which was rivaled only by hat of
her language, the disheveled, storm
ing figure of Marthe was manifestly
uninjured. And in another moment
Leon found his feet and limped
toward the others.
Lanyard drew attention to a dark
serpentine line that lay like a dead
snake upon the lighted surface of
the road. LANE Delorme b~reathless-
ly demanded: What is it?"
"An old trick" Lanyard explained:
"A wire cable stretched across the
road, about as high as the middle Of
the windshield"
He fondled the pistol which Jules
had handed him: Now before they
wake up, Jules-give her all she's
got"
Jules released the brakes. They
were making forty miles an hour
when they struck the level and
Numbered past the group.
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