Doris Force at Locked Gates; Or, Saving a Mysterious Fortune

her financial troubles were temporarily forgotten. She was not given to worr

dressed in a white sports costume which set off her red hair to startling advantage. They made an exce

r house," Doris told him as they drove swiftly toward the a

upon her. "Anyway, you forget that I'm getting to be an expert at

th you! Perhaps Uncle Wa

lk him aro

hey were forced to proceed at a slow rat

ed a great deal about the distinguishing characteristics of the various models and introduced her to a number of aviators wit

event would be an inside loop contest. A hush of expectancy fell over the crowd as two p

sy, doesn't it?

sured her, without taking his eyes from

u can't, Dave. I'd b

ion of formation flying. Then came parachute jumping, dead-stick landings, and exciting races. Doris found it impossible to restrai

ing stunts. Doris and Dave saw a brilliant red monoplane take off from the field and climb to an altitude of several thous

!" Dave exclaime

eemed to her that, as the monoplane came out of a loop, something was wrong. T

e broke off and a look of horror came into his own eyes as he sa

disaster, sprang as one man to their feet and cried o

ly a short distance above the field, brought the plane out of the spin. However, he had scant time to alter the course,

amed in terror. Doris and Dave had instinctively arisen, but no sound escaped them. It

ane enough to miss the row of cars. As a wild cheer of admiration and reli

keep them back, but it appeared almost certain that before policemen co

g to help, they rushed toward the plane. Before they could reach the spot, the pilot had switched off the e

ping the policemen and some m

backed away from the monoplane

shouted angrily. "Let me get at that

shed to see that it was the driver who had been stalled

impatiently. "His old car wasn't touched! If that pilot hadn't

After he had vented his spite sufficiently, he sprang into his roadster and backed out of the

ruck anyone or not!" Doris declare

nt to their own roadster. There was a bad traffic j

old her friend when they were on the highwa

returned. "Next year I h

is continued. "It would have ruined the entire meet if

as they approached the Mallow residence, she br

been to Rumson, haven't y

e, w

sit there this summer. D

cent town for its size.

Gates. Azalea and Iris Gates

e, I remember their place. It

of a house

ld and rambling. It seems to

teri

hat I've heard folks say there is something quee

that

rounds the garden, and vines grow so thick on it you can't get a glimpse inside. T