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 and black derby, carrying a large suit-case, met them. There were hurried kisses and then the party sped on again, the small  youth fairly running along at the Girl's  side. Out on the sidewalk they tumbled into a taxicab, the luggage was tossed in  after them, the porters were tipped and  the chauffeur cranked up and sprang to his  seat. Wade lost no time. He threw his bag into the next cab.

"Follow that taxi ahead," he said, "and don't lose it for a minute. Hurry up, now!"

Then began a wild ride through the narrow deserted snow-sprinkled streets of Boston. Wade's driver proved the man for the work, for he cut down the distance between his  car and the one ahead in the first block and  after that dogged it all the way to the  North Station, sweeping under the arch  not a length behind. The big clock on the facade said eighteen minutes past as the  cab turned in. When he jumped out the party ahead were already entering the  waiting room on their way to the train.