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"To begin with, monsieur, Monsieur
Jandidier didn't leave his house at half
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"To begin with, monsieur, Monsieur
Jandidier didn't leave his house at half
past six, but at seven precisely"
Precisely2"
eyes. I got my information from a
clock-maker in the Rue Saint Denis, who
is sure of the fact, because Monsieur
Jandidier, while passing his shop, took
out his watch to compare it with the
clock over the door. He had an un-
lighted cigar in his mouth. On learning
this circumstance I said to myself, Il
have him he'll light his cigar some
where My reasoning was correct; ne
entered a shop in the Rue de Temple,
where he is we'll known. The woman
remembered the circumstance because,
though he always smoked sou cigars, he
bought London ones.
Glow did he appear ?"
"He seemed very thoughtful, the
shopkeeper told me. It was through
her 1 learned he often went to the Cafe
Ture. went in and was told he had
been there on Saturday evening. He
appeared depressed. The gentleman,
the waiter told me, talked all the time
about life insurance. At half-past eight
o'clock our man left the cafe with one
of his friends, Monsieur Blandureau. I
instantly went to this gentleman, who
told me that he walked up the boulevard
with Monsieur Jandidier, who left him
on the corner of the Rue Richeleu,
pleading o business engagement. he
was out of sorts, and seemed troubled
with the darkest presentiment.
"Very well, so far" murmured the
magistrate.
"On leaving Monsieur Blandureau I
went to Rue du Roi-de- -Sicile, to ascer.
tain from somebody in the house wheth-
er Monsieur Jandidier had any custom
ers or friends there was only his tailor
in the Rue Richelieu. I went to this
tailor. He saw our man on Saturday.
Monsieur Jandidier went to his shop
after nine o'clock to order pair of pan
falcons. While his measure was being
taken he noticed that one of the buttons
on his vest was ready to fall of, and asked
to have it sewed on. He was obliged to
take off his overcoat to permit the little
repair to fhde, and as at the same timehe
took out the contents Of the side-pocket,
the tailor noticed several hundred-franc
bank notes.
"Ah that is clew He had large
sum of money with him?"
"Not large, but considerable. The
tailor estimated it at twelve or fourteen
hundred francs"
$50 on" said the examining magis-
trate.
"While his vest was being repaired
Monsieur Jandidier complained of sud-
den illness, and sent little boy out to
look for carriage. He had to 60 to see
one of his workmen who lived long dis
tance off, he said. Unfortunately, the
little fellow had forgotten the number of
the carriage. He only remembered that
it had yellow wheels and was drawn by
large black horse. This afforded a
clew. A circular sent to all the livery
stable keepers put me on the track. I
learned this morning that the number of
the carriage was 6,007. The driver, on
being questioned, distinctly remember
ed having been stopped about nine
o'clock on Saturday evening in the Rue
Richelieu, by little boy, and having
waited ten minutes in front of the Maison
Gouin. The description of his face
suited our man, and he recognized the
photograph among five others I showed
him."
Maitre Magloire stopped he wanted
to enjoy the approval he read in the
magistrates face.
"Monsieur Jandidier," he continued,
"was really driven to No. 48 Rue
d'Arras Saint Victor, where one of
his workmen lives, man named Jules
Tarot."
The manner in which Maitre Magloire
pronounced this name was intended to
arouse, and did arouse, the attention of
the magistrate.
"Ycu have suspicions?" he asked.
"Not exactly; but these ore the facts.
Monsieur Jandidier dismissed his car
riage at the Rue d'Arras and went to
Tarot's room about ten o'clock. At
eleven the employer and workman went
out together. The workman did not re-
turn till midnight, and here I lose track
of my man. OF course I didn't ques-
ton Tarot, lest I should put him on his
guard"
"Who is this Jules Tarot?"
ga worker in mother-of pearl that
is, man who polishes shells on grind
stone, to give them perfect lustre. He
is skillful fellow, and helped by his
wife, to whom he has taught his trade,
can make hundred francs q week."
"They are in easy circumstances,
them"
"Oh no, they are both young; they
have no children, they are Parisians !;
and, zounds, they amuse themselves.
Monday always squanders all the other
days bring"
Two hours after Maitre Magloire's re-
port, several police-oficers went to Jules
Tarot's lodgings to make a search. At
the sight of them the worker in mother
of-pearl and his wife turned paler than
corpses and were seized with an attack of
nervous trembling that could not escape
the praciced eye of Maitre Magloire.
Yet, the most careful search having
failed to discover anything suspicious,
they were about to withdraw, when the
detective Saw Tarot's wife an1iously
watching cage that hung near the win
dow. This was ray of light. In an
instant Magloire had taken down the
cage. Twelve hundred-franc notes were
found between the boards of the floor.
This discovery seemed to crush the
workman, while his wife began to utter
terrible shrieks, protesting that she and
her husband were innocent. On being
arrested and taken to the police-station
they were questioned by the examining
magistrate that very day. Their answers
were precisely the same. They ac-
knowledged that they had had visit
from their employer on Saturday even.
ing. He seemed 80 i'll that they had
offered him something to take, which he
refused. He had come, he said, on ac-
count OF all important order which he
proposed that Tarot should undertake,
hiring his own workmen. Tarot and his