The Mission of Poubalov — page 210: what you’re looking at

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206 A STUBBORN ANTAGONIST. Clara was beside him in an instant, and though her fell, she exclaimed: ‘‘Shut the door and stop the quarrel. I must speak ft Patterson.’’ Everything had happened so quickly that the y drivers were still on their respective boxes, making remarks to each other, when Paul stepped upon the wh a é beside Patterson and said: wy ‘‘Mike, drive up to the curb just in front of us. tet down, Patterson. We’ve something to say to you.”’ a Patterson looked down in surprise, glanced at Clara, shook his head and gathered up the reins for a fresh start. Paul sprang from the wheel and caught the horses by ) the bits before they had taken a step, is Mike was carrying out instructions and was then jt abreast of him. ‘*Mike!’’ said Paul in a loud voice, ‘‘don’t stop, but pick up the first policeman you can find and bring him — here ina hurry! We'll talk to this manin a cell if he- won’t wait here.”’ . ‘ Patterson was unquestionably alarmed at this. a ‘What is it you want?’’ he asked in a surly tone. ‘3 ‘‘Get down, and the lady there will tell you,”’ answered ; Paul. Patterson prepared to obey, but just then a south. boul car stopped near them, and Poubalov alighted. He came rapidly toward the group, his dark face darker yet with | passion, ‘‘Stay on the box!’’ he commanded. He took off his hat; | ) bowed stiffly to Clara, with one hand on the carr door, and said: P ‘This is my carriage, Miss Hilman. Drive on, James;!s and before even quick-witted Clara could interpose a restraining word, the door had closed upon Poulan nd the carriage rolled away. ts Gomicbooks.cor