The Mission of Poubalov — page 207: what you’re looking at

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A STUBBORN ANTAGONIST. 263 ‘fand be a little more careful. It would be rough on me, you see,’’ he added to Clara, ‘‘if I wasn’t to stop him.”’ Mike looked inquiringly down at his passenger. “‘Come to the door a minute, Michael,’’ she said, and returned to the coupé. ‘That cop’s too fresh to live,’’ remarked Mike as he put his head in to receive instructions. ‘“Were we any where near the car?r’’ asked Clara. ““Yes’m, we was most onto it, an’ I was just goin’ to pull up a bit when the cop got in his work.”’ “Could you see the man we were after?”’ **Yes’m; he turned round, an’ I guess he saw what the cop did, but I lost sight of him tryin’ to keep me horse from treadin’ on the cop’s toes.”’ *‘Tt’s just as well, then,’’ said Clara, satisfied. ‘‘I’m rather glad the policeman stopped us, for now Poubalov will be certain why it was that we didn’t catch up. You needn’t hurry so now, Michael; drive back to the place where we started from.’’ ‘‘Where Patterson shook me, miss? All right. I’m on,” | and he clambered back to the box. Nothing occurred to disturb their return journey, and when Mike again opened the door for instructions, Clara and Paul got out. ‘We will go straight to the house and inquire for Pat- terson,’’ said Clara, ‘‘and if we don’t find him there, we'll ask all along the stret.”’ ‘*Whist, miss!’’ exclaimed Mike, in his eagerness grip- ping her arm; ‘‘there goes Patterson now!”’ ‘‘Where?’’ she cried, looking, of course, in the wrong direction. ‘‘Below there, him on the box of the closed carriage, miss. On my soul, it looks like the same——”’ ‘*Follow it quick, Michael,’’ she said excitedly. ‘‘Come, Paul!’”’ and she sprang into the coupé. ‘**T’ll sit on the box with Mike,’’ answered Paul, tremen- dously aroused; he was already climbing toa place beside ONNIECLOOOKS (C(O in