clever enough to deceive them and now they would never know. There was
great wealth in his family, and with the rest of them occupied with
leaving the city and taking what valuables they could on such short
notice, he had been put in charge of one of the chauffeurs.

The chauffeur had been given the responsibility of getting the
pale-skinned young man out of the city. But the young man had caused
several delays until all the rest were gone. Then, meekly enough, he had
accompanied the chauffeur to the garage. The chauffeur got behind the
wheel of the last remaining car--a Cadillac sedan--and the young man had
gotten into the rear seat.

But before the chauffeur could start the motor, the young man hit him on
the head with a tire bar he had taken from a shelf as they had entered
the garage.

The bar went deep into the chauffeur's skull with a solid sound, and
thus the chauffeur found the death he was in the very act of fleeing.

The young man pulled the dead chauffeur from the car and laid him on the
cement floor. He laid him down very carefully, so that he was in the
exact center of a large square of outlined cement with his feet pointing
straight north and his outstretched arms pointing south.

The young man placed the chauffeur's cap very carefully upon his chest,
because neatness pleased him. Then he got into the car, started it, and
headed east toward Lake Michigan and the downtown section.

After traveling three or four miles, he turned the car off the road and
drove it into a telephone post. Then he walked until he came to some
high weeds. He lay down in the weeds and waited.

He knew there would probably be a last vanguard of militia hunting for
stragglers. If they saw a moving car they would investigate. They would
take him into custody and force him to leave the city.

This, he felt, they had no right to do. All his life he had been ordered
about--told to do this and that and the other thing. Stupid orders from
stupid people. Idiots who went so far as to claim the whole city would
be destroyed, just to make people do as they said. God! The ends to
which stupid people would go in order to assert their wills over
brilliant people.

The young man lay in the weeds and dozed off, his mind occupied with the
pleasant memory of the tire iron settling into the skull of the
chauffeur.

After a while he awoke and heard the cars of the last vanguard passing
down the road. They stopped, inspected the Cadillac and