New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1923-03-21
The Vanishing Stunt the Chauffeur
Achieved With Madgc's Car.

The big man at tho wheel of thu
limousine jumped down and came tt
the door OF the tonneau.
do you suppose anything has hap
pencd to him." he asked worriedly
Perhaps I'd better go after him."
The gashmak-yeiled woman shoos
her head decidedly, and ! realized
that whether or not she were Grace
Draper. as so strongly suspected, at
least she was the head of this ex-
pedition.
The big man remained standing by
the door of the car, and for several
minutes we heard nothing but the
muffled beat Of the throttled-down
engine OF the limousine. For that mat
ter. we did not hear the chauffeur's
approach until after he came into
view walking hurriodly, but with tt
casual air. along the winding path
into which he had driven my car.
did You Turn Her on"
"All set" he said as he came up
to the gray limousine. did you hear
the crash, and was there anybody else
around"
Not that we saw" the big man re-
piled. answering the last question first
Lets hope there wasn't anybody We
didn't see for it sure sounded like
the Wall street explosion. What die
you do with hcr?'
Gave her a shove into the finest
hole you ever saw in your life" the
chauffeur replied. Don't know wha,
is was originally, whether it's naturai
or somebody dug it there, but it's
deep, and covered with vines and un-
derbrush. When i discovered it, !;
tested it to see how near ] could get
TO it. Then l drove her almost to the
edge, got out, and gave her a good
push. She went down into the mud
right side up as slick as you please.
Then | fixed things up a bit where l
drove her over from the path. l
don't believe anybody that wasn't
looking for her would ever notice any
bering around. and that isn't likely,>
did you turn her off before you
gave her that last snovc?'' demanded
the big man.
Say, what's eating you?" demand
ed the chauffeur truculently. Dye
think | Just got out Of the Idiots
Home? I'd be apt to leave her run
ming with the danger or the thing
catching fire, to say nothing Of the
noise she'd make. Yes, you big stiff.
shut her off. and here's the key to
prove it. I thought maybe the young
lady would like it as a souvenir
A Welcome sound
He bowed halt mockingly to me as
he held out the key. but something
about him impressed me vaguely with
the idea that he was the least dam
gerous, the least vicious of the three
people concerned in my capture. !
filed the fact away in my memory
for further reference, and held out my
hand for the key with smile which
! tried to make both wIstful and
grateful.
Thank you so much" ! MUIR
INJURED, as l tucked the key into my
purse.
The yashmak-veiled woman leaneo
forward, touched the big man ON the
arm, and pointed to the wood pain,
which plainly showed the traces OF
the entrance of the small car in
broken branches and tire marks into
the road. The big man nodded, and
spoke to the chauffeur.
Get the Ratchet and the shovel and
come over here. You'll keep watch?"
His eyes Intercepted the veileo
woman.
She nodded her head impatiently,
and the two men worked rapidly,
chopping the broken branches clean
ly and throwing every vestige of them
into the woods. Then they smoothed
out the tire tracks, took a last sat-
listed look around and came back to
the car.
That's sure jake now" the big
man said as he entered ,he tonnea,.
and the chauffeur mounted to HI.
seat. Nobody can tell now where
that car left the road. They'll think
some dirigible swung a hook on her
and lifted her, lady and all, into the
air. Step on her George. We've got
to make tracks"
The chauffeur threw in the Gluten,
and as the great car leaped forward
he shouted back something of when
caught but tho ono word, cops"
Not chance out here" the big
man returned. you'll have to be
careful the other side of Patchogue, /
and we'll keep an eye out through