cond, Newman was poised in midair. Then Marsh,
swept by a fierce and uncontrollable rage, dashed the helpless
bundle across the room and it struck with a smashing thud.

CHAPTER XIX

KIDNAPPED

Marsh slowly regained control of himself as he stood staring at the
crumpled figure. Striding across the room, he bent over Newman. The
man was breathing heavily, and his eyes had a dazed glare. Although
he was not unconscious in the full sense of the word, it seemed
probable that it would be some time before Newman could start any
more trouble. Marsh decided, however, that it would be safer to
provide against future possibilities, so he drew Newman's hands
together and snapped on a pair of handcuffs.

Suddenly Marsh realized that his doorbell was ringing furiously.
This time he took no chances, and his automatic was in his hand
ready for instant use when he opened the door. He found Morgan and
Tierney in the hall.

"For God's sake, what's the matter?" cried Morgan.

By this time Marsh had recovered his calm and easy manner. "I had a
visitor," he said, smiling, and slipping his automatic back into his
pocket. "Come in."

The two men passed through to the living room and Marsh closed the
door and followed.

"Where did he go?" asked Morgan, as Marsh entered the room.

"There it is," said Marsh, contemptuously, nodding toward Newman.

Morgan and Tierney hurried to the man and straightened him out on
his back. Newman was still too dazed to do more than roll his eyes
at them.

"'Baldy' Newman!" exclaimed Morgan, looking up at Marsh. "How did
you get him?"

Marsh briefly explained the incident. "And what beats me," he
concluded, "is how he got by the policeman at the door."

"By a well-laid plan, Marsh. We were talking about it to the
patrolman when the shooting began. That was the first we realized
what the scheme had been."

"What was it?" inquired Marsh. "I thought I heard a couple of shots
sometime ago, but as nothing seemed to happen afterward, I concluded
it was just somebody's tire."

"You heard shots, all right," returned Morgan. "It seems that an
auto stopped on Lawrence Avenue in front of the alleyway. Someone in
the car fired two shots at the policeman on guard there. He
immediately started for the car, and the man in front, who had also
heard the shots, joined him. Naturally the car was out of sight
before they had run half a block, and so they returned to their
posts. They didn't even get the