The Grenada gazette., 1888-05-19

ieafneu that most OF the dead men
had come from Marseilles, and that in
that city the excitement was intense.
Gendarmes had been sent out upon all
the roads, and secret police had also
been upon the watch The last victim
had fallen only four days before, and
the deed had been done fifteen minutes
after the policeman had passed the spot
Further, he learned that the officials
suspicion rested to a more or less de-
gree on Juan Fontaix, as nearly all
the murdered men had stopped at this
inn and he must have known some
thing of their business.
Impressing absolute secrecy as to his
presence, Bressart returned to his lodg-
ings, and finally entered into a conver-
sation with his host upon the subject Of
the mysterious deaths.
The innkeeper pronounced it won
derful, and assured the detective that
it injured him more than he could tell.
"Mon Deu!' muttered the host,
"they will be suspecting me next, if
they have not done SO already"
Although when the murders were
mentioned Fontaix blanched and trem-
bled lest he should be apprehended for
the crime, Bressart did not deem it ad-
visable to follow up the suspicious of
the Sub-Prefect concerning the land
lord.
Having spent the next day ostensibly
engaged in business in the factories,
but in reality on the alert for any clew,
Bressart became convinced no circum-
stantial evidence would answer. The
culprit or culprits must be caught with
the proof upon him or them.
Bressart, now having spent the sec
ond night at the inn, determined upon
very bold move. He had given an
assumed name on his arrival, and
stated that he was from Toulon; so,
calling for his bill, he informed his
host that he was off for home. Then
he Went to the fruit prescryer's and
told hm the same story, stating that
he must consult his partner before con-
cluding any bargain. After that he
called at the woolen factory and saw
the business agent. His name was
Louis CazaubOn, and he had come to
Castellane about year before. He
seemed to the detective like straight
forward business man, and had previ-
ously discussed the murders with Bres-
sart in an open and of1-handed manner.
To the agent Bressart stated what he
had told the others-that he must re-
turn to Toulon.
If you have not the ready money
with you we can give you credit" said
the agent.
In reply, Bressart said that he had
plenty of money, but was not fully pre-
pared to pay the prices demanded.
VERY well' answered Cazaubon;
II shall be happy to sell when you
come again.
Thereupon the detective departed.
When alone. Bressart became very
thoughtful. 1t seemed strange that,
although he had told the agent that he
had money. the latter had not bantered
him. Perhaps the agent wanted him
to have money when he left Any
how. Bressart rode to m out-of-thc,
way place and left his horse, and then
returned and concealed himself in d
position where he could watch the
movements of Cazaubon.
In few minutes the agent came out
from the factory and walked away.
His step seemed hurried and eager,
Although the detective now fully sus,
pected Cazaubon, he felt sure that he
was not the man who did the direct
work of death. The plot must be
deeper or it would have been discov'
cred before.
As Brcssart could not follow witt
safety, he determined to wait and see
the agent returned. In less than lif
teen minutes Cazaubon returned. He
walked with sober and innocent air.
Waiting until the agent was seated
at his desk, Bressart returned to hi:
horse.
The detective now concluded that l.
the factory agent was really at the bot
tom of the crimes, he had already pu
his machinery in motion and the mex
development would be upon the road
He examined his pistols and left th'
town. taking the road along the rive
toward Aups.
Having ridden about half an hour
Bressart, although u brave man, be
gan to experience slight sense of fea
as he entered dreary piece Of woods
and carefully kept his eyes about him
The mysterious manner in which tn
murders had been done verged 81
closely upon the marvellous that natll
rally q superstitious feeling was at
tached to it.
Having crossed small cascade a
St. Esprit, he was descending short
steep hillside, when he came upon
boy by the roadside engaged in whir
ping mule. The youth was slightly
built young fellow, not more tha
fifteen years of age, dressed in coars
garments, which were covered wit
meal. .....