. The American Legion Weekly [Volume 1, No. 22 (November 28, 1919)] . before the houseand a number of voices were blend-ing in an excited chorus. He didnot need the menace of a pistol athis back to speed his steps. A fewseconds later he had descended twosteps at a time from the velvetnight of the veranda to the morepenetrable darkness of a tree-archeddriveway. He ran along the grassyedge and noted in his wake thesound of footsteps so light andquick he scarcely could distinguishthem from the beating of his ownheart. The garage door was open. Hepassed through the building to asecond door, swung
. The American Legion Weekly [Volume 1, No. 22 (November 28, 1919)] . before the houseand a number of voices were blend-ing in an excited chorus. He didnot need the menace of a pistol athis back to speed his steps. A fewseconds later he had descended twosteps at a time from the velvetnight of the veranda to the morepenetrable darkness of a tree-archeddriveway. He ran along the grassyedge and noted in his wake thesound of footsteps so light andquick he scarcely could distinguishthem from the beating of his ownheart. The garage door was open. Hepassed through the building to asecond door, swung it outward andstood in a cemented two seconds later the figureglided through the opening. North, she breathed. Throughthe hedge behind Martins north again through the arborout over the wall to that littlegrove at Linden and the Lake road—and hurry. At the comer a taxicab was waiting—the motor running and the chauffeur alert. Get in, ordered the woman, steppingmomentarily from the enshrouding gloominto the dim light of a street
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