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PAGE SIX V\GATI6i F .CsCAPADE CHAPTER THE CAR GAINED speed as Sally and Ted drove down the sloping, curved road away from the old mansion where the girl.had been a prisoner. As the slope grew eteeper, Ted cut off the motor and turned out the lights. “Just light enough to see," he said, “and this way we won t be so darned noisy and conspicuous. Somehow I have a feeling that that Vitelii cit teen may be hanging around to am bush us.“ They had gone hardly a hundred yards farther when a light came cut ting through the brush from around the bend in the road. “Look!” Sally whispered. Ted did not reply. He looked quickly to the left and right, then swung the car off the road on the right side and with a sickening jolt It bounced over the little ditch and Into the brush with a squeaking and rasping of sharp branches on the radiator and fenders. Ted pulled at her arm and opened the door. She followed him out They ran a few feet away and threw themselves behind a clump of pal mettos. Ted drew the revolver and cocked It. They could hoar the approaching purr of a powerful motor and In a moment the car swept around the curve at a speed that was high and dangerous for such a narrow road The car was a big. black sedan, heavily curtained, and of a familiar make. They held their breath as it passed, but it did pass and in an other moment was lost around the next curve as it sped toward the house. “1 wenld!” Ted exclaimed dis gustedly as he hauled Sally back to her feet and raced toward their car. "Now if we can get this hack out of here.'* He backed the little sedan into the road with a terrific thump. For a moment the rear wheels spun in the ditch and they looked at each other hopelessly, but finally the wheels found traction and the car shot up onto solid ground and Ted threw it Into second and raced down the road. Into high and around the corner. From the corner they could see the highway. “Now. if Gussy isn’t laying for us," Ted said as they sped down the drive. Two minutes later they vvere well down the lonely road, driving as fast as the little sedan would travel. Ted kept looking behind to see if the big car had turned to follow them. “Don’t worry.” he said, “when they come, they’ll come! It won’t take that guy long to get the lay of the land up there at the house and they’ll be after our blood ” “That must have been ‘the boss’,” Sally said. Ted nodded grimly. “And I would. I would forget to cut the phone wires. Our friend you cracked on the head probably staggered over and put in the alarm. Did you see the way that bus was traveling when it came up that drive? Lucky for us. I guess, because we weren’t so darned invisible where we were. The hind end of this hack was sticking out like a welcome sign.” “Ted" Sally said, “that big car looked familiar.” He nodded. “So you noticed it. too.” “Whose was It. Ted? Do you know? Who’s responsible for all this i mess?” “That’s hard to tell, baby.” He i cut himself short and looked back j again “Listen.” he said, “there’s j just one thing we’ve got to do to get out of their way. and that’s get off this highway and into the back ! country where we can switch from i one little cow trail to another and i come out someiv here away from j here. I’m going to turn off up here.' I He slowed down and turned to the ' right onto a narrow sand road over- I hung bv trees. The tnnd led thrmish I Tobacco Twine r ■ Save by buying now before ad vance September 1. Special prides for cash. Legg-Parham Co. „ f t' \ —■— Last Excursion of P Ihe Season From Durham Seashore Special Durham Suffolk —TO— Norfolk-Portsmouth Virginia Beach , . August 27th Through Coaches to Portsmouth ; and Virginia Beach Plenty of Seat Space for Everybody ( Going' Kouund Trip Fares Schedule Poirtsm’th Virginia i Norfolk Beach Lv. Durham ..12:30AM $1.25 $1.65 Lv Crccdrrloor I:ISAM 1.25 1.65 lv. Hosier ... I:24AM 1.25 165 Lv. Dickerso„ I:49AM 1,25 1.65 Lv. Henderson 2:3OAM 1,25 1.65 Lv. Norlina .. 4:IOAM 1.25 1,65 Arrive Portsmouth 7:45 AM Arrive Virginia Beach 8:45 AM Kates Same Basis Durham to Suffolk Return Leave Virginia Beach 7:45 PM Portsmouth 9:HM) PM Same Day For Details See Ticket Agent Seaboaid lL_ toiDEBSWCfN. C.J DAILY DISPATCH-' THURSDAY, AUGUST 24, 1931 Clara jungie country tor a wntie, then past a trail leading to what seemed to be a house back through the brush, thtn on into another, wider sand road Ted turned onto this road, then off it. still bearing to the right, at he first sign of an other trail. Thus, by threading a route always to the right from coun try trail to country trail, past sleep ing little farms they made their way somewhere, somewhere west, Ted ex plained. . After an hour’s hard driving, they arrived sleepy, sore, but still safe, on a narrow asphalt highway. Ted turned south and drove back In the general direction of the mansion they had fled. “This way,” he explained, “we can double back and head for home. We’ve been going northwest. That’s away from Daytona. Did you know that?” “Just where are w«, Ted?" Sally asked. ‘T’ve had no idea where that horrible house was." “Out west of St. Augustine," Ted said. "About 50 miles northwest of Daytona. But if we go like the devil and this hack holds together and nobody stops us. we'll get there before dawn and that’s the main thing—unless I’m badly mistaken.” "Why mistaken. Ted?” “Well, I don’t know who ptilled this gag, but I have my suspicion that it was Proctor himself." “Tod! That hlg car back there— the ’boss’—that’s what I thought when I saw it. It looked to me like his sedan.” “Me, too.” he agreed solemnly. “And Gus Vitelii—it all tits to gether.” “Sure, and who else would have known where we were last night when we went to Casa del Rio. We were trailed, baby, and that stunt was pulled there either because it looked easy or because that louse. Constan tine. is one of Proctor’s men.” “Constantine?” Ted described the cadaverous road house proprietor. “Now.” he demanded, “what hap pened to you. exactly? Did you get a look at the birds that kidnaped you ?’’ “I oniy saw one of them real well.” She described her squat captor. “But he’s one of the men you shot. . . . I wonder whether you killed those men, Ted?" “I’m not worrying. I didn’t try to. of course. Wasn’t any time to think.” “Who was that man that came with you? The one I hit?" “That was a gent called Goldie Slattery. Nice boy. He’s the oyster that got me away from the table so they could pick you off.” “A big blond man with a scar on his neck?” she asked breathlessly. Ted nodded. “He’s the one who told me you wanted to see me—when the other one was waiting to kidnap me.” She launched into her story and Ted lis tened, nodding, as he drove steadily south. Already the sky was begin ning to lighten and he glanced ap prehensively at his wrist watch. When Sally had finished he told his own story. When Slattery had grabbed his wrist there in back of the road house, he had kicked the rnan as hard as he could in back of his knee, crumpling him to the ground. But Slattery kept his hold and carried Ted down with him. Ted chuckled as he told Sally how he broke that hold. “I just chewed his ear." lie said. “Unless I'm mistaken, it’s lying back there in the sand half of it anyway." Slattery had yelled for help, but Ted had worked his gun hand loose and walloped the man behind the ear. knocking him senseless. Then he had another problem on his hands— how to get the limp,' heavy body over the fence, through the woods and into his car without being seen. He heard someone running from the far side of the road house and his first 1 thought was to throw Slatterv over PRESIDENT ISSUES NRA ULTIMATUM / tiSSioi ■ V'* s' •• ' y' ' HI Jv jgßMt i, I ft fjjjjk ■Bi \ iMml - HR * mm ■. ftMBMIW— WEm m WfHHftnnftH H . . a i |l i I WWfjmk ' .5. f % , afti - T / v mmmmm Ceneral Johnson General Hugh S. Johnson, direc tor of the NRA, and Secretary of the Interior Harold Ickes, in charge of the adrninistration’a,. huge public works program, leave the White House in Washington after Pmideat Soosevelt made it l i, ■ J V , ms shoulder ana run by the shortest route to bis car. taking a chance on cowing any pursuer with the gun. but a better plan came to him. Ho picked Slattery up bodily, held him up level with his shoulders add pitched him over the fence, vaulted after him and crouched behind tho man’s body, revolver ready for action. Concealed by the brush ha had a fair chance of escaping detection. The man wlio came around the corner of the road house was the big bouncer in tho bursting dinner jacket. He looked about vaguely, prowled around, looked under tho kitchen, scratched his head and wan dered off In the direction from whteh he had come. So Ted had dragged Slattery through the brush, a little at a time, stopping to rest and listen, until he came to the parked Cars. Then ha hauled him over the fence and walked out boldly among the auto mobiles. himself staggering arid grinning as if dragging a drunken companion. A couple who passed .them smiled and the girl giggled. At tho road and out of sight Ted put Slattery down and dragged him by the collar down to his car, loaded him in and drove away. Down the road far enough to r»e safe, he set about reviving his pris oner. He loosened Slattery’s collar and worked over him. Gradually signs of life began to appear. Ted had an inspiration. He reached into his coat pocket and too,k out the flask he had taken from the man's hip. Forcing Slattery’s mouth open, he poured a gushing stream of the fiery liquor down his throat. There was a bubbring, a wheezing, a cough ing and Slattery’s head jerked up. fell back and his eyes opened. When he finally had the man able to talk he tied his hands behind him with a belt and shoved his gun un der his nose. * “Slattery." Ted said coolly, “you*r% going to spill your guts or God help you I’ll blow your brains out in two minutes by my watch.” He raised his wrist and glanced at the dial. "Okay,” he said. “Two minutes from now and I’m not playing games, Slattery. I’d get a kick out of kill ing you.” Slattery balked, but as the watch ticked on grew uneasy. Then he talked. He admitted that Constantine had given him his orders. Where Con stantine got his own he had no Idea, so he said. Another guy, a stubby bird whose name he professed not to know, had pulled the actual job and had taken Sally to the Abel house. Slattery denied vehemently knowing who might be the power behind the move. All he knew was that he had done a little job for Constantine now’ and then and that Constantine owned this old house in the woods near St. Augustine where the girl had been taken. That was enough for Ted. He knew that Slattery had told only a third or a fourth of the truth, but the thing now was to get Sally; questions could come later. So he forced Slattery to guide him to the Abel house and when they arrived he sent him forward as a decoy, keep ing him covered with the gun in his coat pocket. As the two men at the house stepped forward to greet Slattery. Ted brought out the gun. That was why Sally never heard the answer to one’s question. “Boss come?” And then the other had flashed out a gun. Ted shot without time for care ful aim and the man dropped to his knees. The other one whipped out his own gun and fired. The bullet sang past Ted’s ear. His own crashed through the man’s body, dropping him. Then Slattery had worked his ruse of toppling over to distract Ted’s vigilance. Sally had burst forth with the rock and prob ably had saved Ted’s life. He slipped his arm around her and drew he*- close to him. fro nr. coKT/NUEni Secretary Ickes | clear he will use the whip necessary to bring recalcitrant in dustries into line in the matter of ’ . code formulations. The presi* i dent told Johnson to lay down the * law to the oil industry and coal| operators* . * * «. J v store Hours: N RA ■ We invite you to see the new arrivals in new frocks in, failles, cantons, satins —We feel you will ~be extremely on ji ii( oi, ready-to-wear section— V* v ' . i _ ■ . Millinery IvCW \ Every express brings us new hats, I f in felts, fur felts also a few satins Tv" ’*V / ' , ‘. . 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