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 MTLLICENT GRAVES, secre- tafy to GEORGE DRIMGOLD, finds her employer in his Oce dead. JARVIS HAPP. stranger. offers to help her. He sends her to beauty shop where she is transformed into a brunei, then takes her home, introducing her as his secretary. ,-She meets Happ's son, NORMAN; his stepsOn, ROBERT CAISE; MRS HAPP; DICK GENTRY, Happ'ss partner; VERA DUCHENE, Mrs Happ's maid.
 In Happ's home Millicent sees hte mysterious "wOman i'm black ermine" whom she believes has some connection with Drim- gOld's death.
 The chauffeur is found dead. Later Happ is kidnapped.
 NIillicent and Norman learn the car driven by the woman in '.erTnine belongs to PHYLLIS FAULCONER.s They go to her apartment and find there the missing suitcase of books show ing shortage of $2OO,OOO i'm Gentry's accounts.
 Mi11icent and Norman leave and later return. Norman goes in first. When he does not re- appear Millicent enters. The place is in wild disorder. A man who says he Is n policeman comes to the door. Milliccnt takes him to the kitchenet. then escapes. Running down the hall she hears n police whistles
 CHAPTER XIII
 Millicent dashed down the stairs as fast as her feet could carry her She crossed the lobby on the run, pushed open the door of the apart ment house, and sprinted across the strip of sidewalk between her and the taxicab.
 The cab driver saw her coming. He jerked open the door of the cat shifted gears, raced the motor, and held the clutch down with his foot. AS Milhcent jumped into the cab he slammed the door shut and let the clutch in, all in one motion. II seemed to Millicent that the car fairly leaped forward. throwing her back against the cushions.
 The tires screamed as the cab driver negotiated the corner anf skidded into the side street. Mill licent felt as helpless as a kernel of popcorn in hopper on a hot stove. She was bounced around from one side of the cab to the other, her ears filled with the noise of the racing motor and the sound of protesting tires as the cab whirled around a second corner.
 She saw the board shoulders of the cab driver braced back of the wheel, realized that his foot was crowding the throttle, pushing Il down clear to the floor boards, but as she looked back through the rear window of the cab, it seemed to her that they barely crawling along, so great was her panic and so keen her desire to get away from the neighborhood. Her ears echoed with the sound of that DO licc whistle. Now she had edfinite- ly burned her bridges. She was a fugitive from justice.
 All sorts of visions fioated through her tortured mind and sh' heard, as from a great distance the voice of the cab driver saying Any place in particular. Miss"
 It took her several seconds to get sufficient control of her self te trust her voice.
 "No," she said. "Just away"
 He slowed the car slightly flashed her a quick glance over his shoulder and said, That's the way I figured it, Miss. When you came out of there on the run l figured you wanted to make a quick start and boy, oh boy! did I make it!
 She leaned forward, realizing that this cab driver would pe- come either a dangerous witness against her. or an invaluable ally.
 "I'n say you did" she said. "You certainly made fine job of 1t. Pull in to the curb here for moment l want to talk with you"
 "Where?"
 ''Right in to the curb. Right here"
 There's a garage there, ma'am
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