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Hunted, SIR JAMES CHERNOCKE has inâ€" herited the baronetcy and a fortune from his uncle. He is engaged to NTTA VAUGHAN. VINCENT BIGNAL, Joan‘s stepfathâ€" er, and friend of MURRAY FARNE, who wants to marry Joan and get possession of her ranth. Farne is head of terrorizing gang, who, assisted by the Sheriff, GRANT GARRETT, are seeking to gain posâ€" session of all the land surrounding Loomis. WARD HASKELL and DAVE CONâ€" DON, two of the ranchers who are opâ€" pressed by Farne‘s gang. 1,0GOMILIS, _ Jim‘s life shootirg rant out Loomis. BILL BEVERLEY, his frienc secretary. NITA VAUCGHAN, Jim‘s fianzset JOAN CHANDLER, whose b Part was Jim‘s partner on the rat Loomis, New Mexico. She had # Cmmmmmmwmsss“ssxx : Principal Characters SIR JAMES CHERNOCKE, BAROâ€" NET, formerly Jim Weston, a cowboy. He has inherited his uncie‘s titles and estates. Later in the story is known as Grant Andrews. rel, Farne azcusing Chernocke of tresâ€", just about as much use for you as I pass. In a struggle, they both fall in| have, you dirty crook." He heard the river. On reéturning home. Jim tells| Farne breathe heavily and hoped his friends and secretary, BILL BEV-! against hope that he would open the ERLEY. of the happening. The followâ€"} docr. But the American was too clever i!lg da t rie}teo +A a naAtta tA klan 1 Ti : hi m 4 +********4 * ! t t t t t 8 5 335 8333333333338 88888888 s 4 +A Second Time West : .\\\\m\\"' **8****% *%% ®; R es s in n o n d e o e oAE ENE UR EU U 5 5 4455 NE n PAGE TWCO EASY TERMS MAKE EASY GIVINC Synopsis of Previous Chapters n D Supreme among Christmas Gifts on, WOrkKing on a ranth in where he had been mixed up ing affray. His partner, Bart had been arrested on a ) charge., In rescuing him, shot a man named Wesiey Hunted, he essaped through and cleverhess of Bart‘s sixâ€" old sister, JOAN. Later, he When you give an electric refrigerator, you give more than just a handsome piece of kitchen furniture. 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"Nothing to say," he jeered. "Feeling a bit sore, ain‘t you? You didn‘t believe me when I told you no one ever hit Murray Farne without being sorry for it:" momenis was himself again. He turned to the window. It was high up, small | and now Jim sawâ€"what he had noticed b beforeâ€"that it was barred. Even if he smashed the glass that was no good, for a big, old yew grew in front of it comâ€" pletely blo:cking the view. No one could possibly see from the street any signal he might make. He was properly prisoned andâ€"what made it more bitâ€" terâ€"it was his own fault. He had walked into the trap like any young and innocent mouse. There was still the door. there were also chairs and Jim could supply more muscle power than most men. He pickâ€" ed up the heavier of the two chairs and swung it with all his force against the right hand top panel. The chair broke to bits but the door seemed little the WO prisoneéer For a momet could not think like thisâ€"locke if he had a h was very quiet. Jim got up and went handle turned but open. He tried ag: his strength, befotr Bignal had ront lime pas. Joan or of 1€ 201 ocked in by : a hot temp selfâ€"control as himself ag nake. He : â€"what made his cown fa je trap like a Orl€ by was nigh up, sm what he had noti 1l1n L W ialniy uSs1 realized more bitâ€" He had ha s=| jJust about in| have, you is| Farne â€" br against hc docr. But it ) for that. not open, smashed the glass with leg of the broken chair, and tried the bars. There were three of these cemented firmly into the sill, and no rust about them, either. He tried the cement with the point of his knife, but it was hard as iron. The only other way of escape was the fireplace, but a very brief inâ€" spection proved that the chimney was far too narrow for anything larger than a small monkey. Still, Jim did not give up. There| might be a cellar under the room. He pulled up the drugget and set to work on the floor. The boards were thick rarnes last taunt was not so effecâ€" tive as Farne no doubt expected it would be, for Jim very well knew that Joan would sooner throw herself overâ€" board than share a room with FParne. Yet as Jim heard the front door close with a bang he felt as sick and savage as man could feel. "The pretty part is the way you walked into the trap," Farne had sneered, and this was true for at the moment when he had spotted Farne in the tram, he had never had the faintest suspicion that the whole head ofi doubt atr itl(GL UILATL t as Jim r th a bang man could WA he woman who l¢ When I leave the in the house. You J11 1l anyone will ind you can sharing a . y home." n jokt ut as much use for you as I ou dirty crook." He heard breathe heavily and hoped hope that he would open the ut the American was too clever iimpotent man who let you in has i I leave there won‘t be no house. You may yell your r James Chernocke, but I on the tram. Why, you man watching for you at| ‘phoned me ard I was ‘ou outside that agent‘s ou followed like a lamb."} ain and Jim prickled alll potent fury. Once more] m 6 heart i@ibi1 1A OuU °re 1a open the;, "Of all the darn fools, I‘m surely the vas too clever} worst!" Jim greaned, and in despair he pushed the chair to the window, got on sneereod, "but| it, and shouted through the bars. ‘ve got you| "That you, sir?" The reply was so ere T‘ll keep' unexpscted that Jim nearly fell off his the way you] thair, but he recoveted quickly and u thought I) called loudly in reply. With intense reâ€" 1. Why, you, lief he saw his sturdy taxiâ€"man pushâ€" ig for you at| ing his way beneath the thick branthes mard â€"~I was’ of the big yew. that agent‘s "What‘s up, sir? You hurt?" the man ike a lamb."! inquired. prickled all! "Not hurt. I‘m locked in." Once morel "Huh, I thought summat was wrong," i replied the other. "First I seed that you in has| big blighter come back, and I knowed won‘t be no| you wasn‘t wanting him. Then I seed ay yell your| a woman come out carrying a bag, and r0cke, but I| arter that the big chap hisself, in the u., Now I‘m| devil‘s own hurry. When you didn‘t e and think| chow up I reckoned it were time to get ith Joan on} around." "Thank God, you did!" said Jim. 0t 30 effec.| ""See hereâ€"by the way, what‘s you eÂ¥xnartenr ir! name?" THE PORCUPINE ADVANCE, TTMMINS, ONTARIO cned Bissett was not ir and there was no word of him so Jim sat down to wait. It seemed an hour, bult was actually only twenty minutes before the door cpened and the enquiry agent came in. Jim did not waste an instant in telling what had happened, and Martin Bisâ€" sett‘s eyes widened a little as he listâ€" CHAPTER VI. THUNDEKR ROARS Jim spoke again through the ‘phone. "T‘ll come to the office and wait for Mr. Bissett. It‘s urgent. If he comes in before I arrive ask him to wait for me," He hung up, hurried back to the waiting taxi and gave Trant the adâ€" dreéss in John Street, Arrived at Bisâ€" sett‘s office, he told him to wait. "I may be some time," he added. "That don‘t matter, sir," Trant anâ€" swered, and by his tone was evidently Enjoying the excitement. "I can‘t say. It may be an hour. He didn‘t tell me when he‘d be back." Jim l swore under his bréath. Every minute ]coun*ed Trant had said that Farne was in the devil of a hurry. Wor all ,Jxm knew he and Joan and Bignal lmlght already be on their way to a i port 'QECOND TIME WEST ... ... 2 j’Icllmg Bill and Nita of his plans heq icllows Farne and the two women to London. After consulting a private enâ€" quiry agent, MARTIN BISSET, he sees Farne on a tram and follows him in a taxi to a house in St. John‘s Wood. is out Escape seems impossible for Cherâ€" notcke, as the door is lined with iron and the window barred. Jim tries shouting, and is rescued by the taxiâ€" driver, ,NOAH TRANT, who had been keeping a watch. He telephones Bisâ€" set, but is told that the enquiry agent The taxiâ€"driver keesps watch, and when Farne goes out, Chernotke calls at the house and asks for Miss Chandâ€" ler. He is shown into a room, and finds the door locked on him. . Farne cutside tells him he has walked into a trap and that he is sailing in a few hours‘ time, with Joan as his wife. be in? "He is out, Sir James‘" was the anâ€" swer in a femirine voice. "Out!" Jim repeated. ‘When will he "Can you make it, sir?" Trant asked, but the question was hardly out of his mouth before Jim was halfâ€"wioy out. Trant gave him a hand,"~ and Jim jumped safely to the ground. "Wot next?" Trant asked. "Nearest telephone," Jim said briefly, and in a very few minutes was in a kiosk, ringing up Martin Bissett. ‘"Don‘t you worry," replied Trant reâ€" assuringly. "TI‘ll have them bars out all right. Just wait a jiffy till I get someâ€" thing to shift ‘em." He was off, and for a heavy man it was wonderful how quickly he moved. Jim had hardly time to wonder what Trant would do when he was back carrying an old packingâ€"case and a heavy crowbar. "Bit 0‘ luck!" he remarked. ‘"Found this here bar in the outâ€"house. Saved me going back to the garridge." He climbed on the case, and, inserting the crowbar between one of the windowâ€" bars and the wall, put his weight on it. The window far bent, he took a fresh grip, tried again, and, with a sharp crack, the bar broke away from its fastenings, and fell with a clatter. "It‘s no use trying the door. The front door is locked, and the door of this room is sheet iron. The window is the only way, and I don‘t know how you‘ll make it; The bars are solid and set in cement." "Trant, sirâ€"Noah Trant." "Listen, Trant! You‘ve got to get me out quickly, and I don‘t want the police in this. Every minute counts." "Perlice! Who wants perlice? T‘ll have yer out in two titcks!" He was turming when Jim stopped him. the chances of outside help. They were not rosy. Somewhere about lunchâ€"time Bissett would ‘phone the Cosmopolis. and finding him out, would probably «tart inquiries., In the long run he might possibly get hold of the taxiâ€" driver, but, even if he did so, and found where Jim was imprisoned, it would be many hours before there was any hope of release, and by that time Parne, Bignal and Joan would be well on their way to America. and solid, and he could not get his knife blade between them. By this time he was getting hot and bothered. He sat down on the one reâ€" maining chair, and began to consider the chances of outside help. They were not rosy. Somewhere about lunchâ€"time Bissett would ‘phone the Cosmopolis, and finding him out, would probably ‘tart inquiries, In the long run he Now Read Om Ten miles on the London side of Winchester they hit it. Jim had seen electric storms in New Mexico but never one to beat this. It wasn‘t rain but hail and the rattle of it on the road and the roof of the car drowned the "Good job we didn‘t try fiying." he said to Bissett. Bissett nodded. "*Yes, that‘s a bad storm," he said briefly, and as he spoke a crooked streak of fire split the piled up purple, and a little later came the airâ€"snaking rumâ€" ble of the first peal. Jim hoped against hope that they might escape it, but soon he could see a grey wall anead while the rumble turned to an almost conâ€" tinuous roar. Clear of London Trant put his foot down and the ngedle began to touch sixty, ‘but it was not unti they were past Woking that he really let her out. Jim had never driven or been driven at eighty on the open road, but he was doing it now and quite happy about it for Trant‘s control of the ‘big car was perfect, and he seemed to know the road as well as he knew FPiccadilly. The morning had been fine but very hot, and now ominus clouds in the southâ€"west reminded Jim of the Croyâ€" don warning. ‘"Something out of the usual for a taxi Gdriver," he remarked to Jim "Where did you find him?" "q@uite by chance." "You were lucky," said Bissett briefâ€" ly and Jim agreed. iBut it was not yvet that he knew quite how lucky he had been in picking up Noah Trant. it. Think we can do it by two?" "If you let me drive." "I‘ve handled a racing car, myself," said Jim. "Butinot in traffic, sir.. And I know the road." "All right," Jim answered. The Superspeed was not new, but she was in good order, and Trant certainly knew how to handle her. ‘The way in which he slipped through the traffic stirred Bissett‘s admiratior. "Got the Superspeed., Joe?" he asked of the proprietor. "She‘s in. You wanting her?" "And quick," said Trant briefly. He turned to Jim. "Southampton, ain‘t it?" "Jump in," was all Trant said and whirled them off to a garage in Waterâ€" loo Road. "Better try a car," Bisseii said when Jim told him. "The ship doesn‘t sail till two. It‘s only seventyâ€"live miles by road and with any luck we may do it." Jim merely nodded and ran out. Just as they got outside Trant drove up. "We want a fast car in a hurry," Jim told him. "Then a ‘plane," said Jim. "We‘ll ring up Croydon." He hurried off and rany up Croydon Aerodrome. After a little delay he was told that he could have a taxiâ€"plane, but that the weaâ€" ther report spoke of thunderâ€"storms along the South Coast, and he was warned that a ‘plane might be delayed. "We must have clared. "Not at this hour. There‘s too mus traffic. Ask if you like, but I‘m sure "All right" Jim â€"answeored. Go ahead." At the station Jim waited just long enough to tell Trant to come to Waterâ€" 100 and, if they had left, to call jlater at Bissett‘s office. Then he and Bissett rattled down the steps. Luck was against them, as they reached the platâ€" form, a train went out. They had to wait three minutes for the next and, when they reached Waterloo, the boat train had just left. Jim did not waste time in groaning. "Waterloo," said Jim to Trant. "Can you do it in a quarter of an hour?" "It ain‘t possibleeâ€"not with the trafâ€" fic there is now. Best thing is to take you to Tottenham Court Road Station. You can do it by Tube in ton minutes." "I1l come with you," said Bissett. "1 don‘t want you getting more trouble." He, too, seized his hat and reached the street as quickly as Jim. "Waterloo," said Jim to Trant. "Can est police station I have a taxi. We may just make erodrome. a told that he could but that the weaâ€" of thunderâ€"storms Jim got rather red ‘‘There‘s no need to worry," he said "You can catch the Berlin on Friday and ‘be in New York less than a day after the Ruritania. Meantime why not send a cable to Miss Chandler tellâ€" ing her to meet you in New York?" "But she has no money," Jim obâ€" silence and Bissett upset. "That‘s easily settled. We can cable! a credit to my agent in New York. I can have her met at the pier if vou "That‘s about as close as I like it." said drily. § "It don‘t strike twice in the san place,‘ Trant told him. "It‘s all Car ain‘t hurt." "But the road‘s blocked." Jim sa anxicusly. The hail ceased or rather turned â€" rain and Trant backed the car. B Jim was right. The road was blocke for the tree was all across it. They ha to turn and make a detour. The rai came down in such torrents thkhat any smaller branches bonnet. "T‘ll shift on a few yards. Don‘t like| these trees," Trant answered, and the’ words were not out of his mouth before there was a whiteâ€"hot blaze, a report like a shell bursting overhead followed by a rending crash. Trant stepped on: the brake and stopped the car just as a| great fir topped across the road in front of them, so close that one of the smaller branches actually struck the| thunder. It grew almost dark but a darkness lit by long lines of dar ting fire, of blinding intensity. | Tran switched on the headlights but | the only result was to turn the hail into , a white wall through which it was imâ€"| possible to see. He spoke to Jim. "No use, sir. I‘ll have to slack up.‘ , "Better stop." Jim csaid ean‘t Bis CHAPTER VII i FRIEND FROM THE PAST ssett passed his hand across E. N. WHALEY 8 Reed Block ou8h 1t was {mâ€" He spoke to Jim. I‘ll have to slack up." Jim said. "It can‘t M. W. ADAM Representatives 3 blc:ked,f They had The rain A. NNCOLSON 10 .\l;nr.shall-lfilk M ke it." he| like." Jim cheered up. ! ‘"We‘ll cable money, but we had betâ€" he same| tor not have her met at the pier. Farne all right.| Would know that it was my doing." ‘"Very well. You can expiain it all im said| to Miss Chandler in your cable." Jim frowned. oss his But| "That‘s quite cperator to be su into Miss Chand is alone." 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