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HIDE AND SEEK. — 209 ‘We'll wait until he comes back,’’ said Clara, ‘if we have to spend the rest of the day here; but you watch the hotel— Stay! there’s a side entrance to the Crawford House, isn’t there? Can you place the coupé where you can see both doors?”’’ “Yes, but I don’t know how long the police will let me_ stay there.’’ “Try it, please. If they make you moveon, drive around the square and come back.”’ : Mike accordingly drove up to the curb of Tremont Row, where he could look down Brattle Street. No policeman had disturbed him before Patterson turned from Cornhill into the square. He had driven around a few blocks, evi- dently for the purpose of testing the design of his pur- suers. Clara wondered why Poubalov should permit such a chase to continue. It would have seemed more like him to come to her with some of his characteristic sophistry, and either appear to yield, or adopt an entirly different course. It must be that he had some plan in view to the execution of which Patterson and his closed carriage were essential. Patterson drove to the front entrance of the hotel and waited, casting ugly glances across the square at Mike, who grinned complacently and shook his fist. After a moment Poubalov came out, entered the carri- age, and Patterson promptly drove away. It was plain as day that he had received his instructions while Poubalov stood on the side-walk at the time of their arrival there. He was to see whether Clara would persist in her pursuit, and if so he was to—and that remained to be seen. Mike speedily resumed the reins, and again the chase was in progress. Patterson went down Hanover Street, and, without any apparent effort to distance his pursuer, kept on until he came to Fleet Street, which leads to one of the East Boston ferries. | He turned in there, and Mike lost a little by reason of a temporary jam of vehicles. As soon as he was out of it, he too went through Fleet Street, and saw, to his satisfac- NMICLIOOKS (E(0) im