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200 A STUBBORN ANTAGONIST. ‘*Yes’m,’’ replied Mike, closing the door. He turned the vehicle about and drove slowly to corner. Poubalov had paused, ostensibly to buy a gor at news-stand a little way up the street. He glk back at the approaching vehicle, shrugged his shoud le and moved on as rapidly as before. Mike reported this t Clara a few minutes later, when he had seen Poubal board a Scollay Square car. i ‘He is satisfied that we are following him, then,’ ”” sai Clara, and she felt afraid as she recalled the threats thi the spy had uttered to Paul. Gg Would he proceed promptly to put into execution what ever design he might have for injuring Ivan? Would nc the disappointed passion that had led him to all but th commission of suicide now prompt him to murder h prisoner? - Clara sank back and covered her’ tice wilt aaaaee and: completely unnerved for the moment by the seeming i minence of catastrophe. } ‘*When will the end come!’’ she moaned. Mike looked on in honest and surprised disinomai Paul himself, knowing as he did the reasons for her exce of fear, was at his wits’ end to suggest comfort. “a Clara uncovered her eyes suddenly. They blazed v new determination. 3 ‘‘Michael,’’ she cried, ‘‘could you overtake the car F on?” "’ ‘‘T could try it, miss, but he’s got a pretty good start. “Try it, then. Don’t spare the horse for just this on If you come near to catching up, and he looks aroun then drive more slowly, as if you were not able to ke up the pace, and finally stop altogether, let the car away, and I’ll tell you what to do next, Hurry!’’ _ The conpé started with a jolt as he lashed his astonis] horse intc a gallop. it GEomicbooks cc