They went to a neighboring garage and selected one which both agreed was a good one.
“Jump in, Jim,” said Joe, “and I’ll give you a ride as far as the hotel.”
They were bowling rapidly along, when an automobile passed them, moving at a rate of speed that was almost reckless. Joe saw that a man and a woman were the only occupants.
He glanced carelessly at the man and was startled when he saw that it was Beckworth Fleming.
But he was still more startled when his eyes passed to the face of Fleming’s companion.
It was Mabel!
Jim, too, was staring as though he could not believe his eyes.
For a moment Joe saw red and his blood boiled with rage. He stopped the car and looked back.
Then his rage turned to alarm, for Mabel was looking back and waving to him frantically, while her companion seemed to be trying to draw her back.
She was in peril!