"We'll have to get away from here," said Frank as they slowed down. "Count Blowinski, being in command, will have the police and military authorities scouring the neighborhood. If we are picked up in this part of town, we will be no better than if we had been caught in the house." Turning the next corner, Jack came to a halt. "Look!" he said and pointed. Frank glanced in the direction indicated. "Well," he said, "all I see is an automobile." "Exactly," replied Jack, "and that is the thing that will get us to some other part of the city quicker than our legs." "Right you are," said Frank. "No time to lose." They approached the car. "Hello," said Frank suddenly, "it's occupied." A figure of a man had appeared suddenly in the front seat. "It'll soon be unoccupied," declared Jack. Frank made no reply and they approached the machine. Jack walked directly up to the man and spoke. "You will oblige me by getting out of there," he said in German. The man understood, but he had no mind to give up his property so easily. He sought to temporize. "This is my machine," he said. "By what right----" "By the right of necessity," said Jack calmly. "He stretched forth a long arm and grasped the man by the collar and lifted him to the ground. "Stay there," he said. "All right, Frank. Hop in and start her off. I'll keep an eye on this fellow until you are ready." Frank leaped in the front seat quickly. "Luck!" he exclaimed. "A self starter. I was afraid we would have to crank her up. Leave him there and climb aboard." Jack thrust the man from him. "Stay away," he warned and leaped into the car. But this Russian was no coward and he determined to fight for his property. He produced a revolver. "Stop and get out of there!" he commanded. Jack looked at him and sighed. "Poor fellow," he said. "I guess it must be done. All right," he called to the man. "You've got the drop on us. We'll get out." He suited the action to the word and got to the ground deliberately and without haste. He looked at the Russian calmly, and the man lowered his weapon. It was the moment for which Jack had been waiting, and his right hand shot out with amazing speed and an aim that was true. Struck squarely upon the point of the jaw, the Russian crumpled up on the ground without a sound. Jack climbed back in the machine. "All right, Frank," he said. "Let's go." CHAPTER XIV. FRANK TAKES A JOURNEY. "Whew!" Frank dropped his heavy coat on the bed and turned to Jack with a wry smile. Jack smiled back at him. "I recognize your feelings," he said. "Pretty close and no mistake." "I should say. Wonder if our good friend the count has returned yet?" "I don't imagine so. Guess he'll be up half the night seeking some trace of the intruders who were so unkind as to disturb his meeting and shoot up some of his henchmen." "Hope he doesn't look here for them," remarked Frank. "I want to get some sleep."