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dying of thirst Can't we find a well
about the old place?"
"We'll see. Get a drink and make
for the city," put in a third voice, and
the three men disappeared around
"H'm!" muttered Jim, getting to
his feet, "they're stealing the trunk.
Yes, they've btfsted the front door
open. And there's an automobile out
in front. I think 1 guess the riddle.
A Drink and be merry, my friends, for
you'll have a long, dusty walk before
Jim chuckled -as he made for the
road, looked over the machine, chug
ging low and. steadily. He took in its
mechanism with a practiced eye, for
' he 'had once done' some chauffeur
work Tha he was in the seat. Qr-rr-up-zip!
it started Up like 'a met
Jim had sized up the situation
completely. The three men were
city thieves on a looting expedition,
apparently financed by one Darfiy.
They had stopped at the village, the
halt at the house Jim was guarding
being merely incidental. Primarily
all that Jim cared for was the res
cue of the trunk, but, as he glanced
into the rear seat of the machine
and noticed various boxes and bags,
he decided that he had done some
thing of real importance in divesting
the criminals of their means of
transportation and their booty.
Jim had a definite point in view as
he whizzed down the smooth country
road.' He had gathered from what
Miss Davis had said, the location of
her new home. He had gone about
15 miles when he observed a trim
v feminine figure coming down the
road, clearly Bllhouetted in the misty
moonlight. He slowed down with a
jerk and peered forward with a
W "I declare!" he shot out briskly.
"Oh, ma'am! please, it's "me."
"Mr. James," warbled up the .me
lodious tones of Miss Davis. -
"And in an automobile?"
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"Borrowed, ma'am that trunk
and all. But y6u, ma'am?"
"The wagon broke down. It's just
ahead. It will have tq. stay here all
night I was going back to the next
village to stay until morning," ex
plained Miss Davis.
"Why not go to your sister's,
ma'am?" suggested Jim. "I'm a
careful driver, being sober, ma'am.
Besides, I want to get to some safe,
sure place, for I'm' thinking there's
a lot of valuable stuff in that back
seat of the machine, and we want to
The eyes of his interested passen
ger glowed with keen interest as Jim
recited the story in detail They ex
panded to their widest after they
reached her sister's ome. The trunk
had not been opened. In the various
boxes and bags they found a great -mass
of silverware, watches and the
like. Obviously some jewelry store
in the villagehad been burglarized.
"I think I guess out just what has
happened," observed Jim, "and some
one is probably worrying back there i
at Reedsville. If I may stow the au- 1
tomobile in that shediand sleep in it
till morning', then I'll go back my
tracks, and see what turns up."
Miss Davis was up and around
when Jim awoke. She suggested that
they telephone Reedsville. Their call
brought back a vivid response. The
main jewelry store of the town had
been looted the evening previous and
nearly five thousand dollars of its
contents carried away.
Within two hours Roscoe Woods,
a well-appearing, eager and anxious
young man, the proprietor of the de
spoiled store, appeared in an auto
mbbile. He was overjoyed at the dis
covery that the entire plunder was
intact He had just started in busi
ness, and his entire capital was in
vested in the recovered goods. He
insisted on pressing $100 on Jim. He
selected a dainty -brooch and, asked
Miss Davis to accept' it, for, indirect
lv through her, affairs had come for