The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1898-08-21
CHAPTED vi.
TIE DEAD BODY.

strength.
CHATTER vi.
THE DEAD BODY.
Tho splendid success OF Je Breton's ride gave
s W os unTesSs for the present. at least,
Wilhelm had bis work cut out, not before hut
%a slp short. Tho frantie epcfsies With which
the Germans threw themselves into the task OF
that what he did he must do quickly.
And IN order that the victory might be strik-
With the army, commanding Il, he. vanslttart.
Paris was no place for him. His eagerness. to
set out became in a few days q fever with him
First Of ali. thcre was q whole world Of bust
| ness, a whole cosnlos OF organization. which
his tired brain had to arrange before he could
dream Of leaving the capital,
Secondly, by come perfectly organized and
determined hostile agency. the chief railway
lines east ~ Paris were temporarily ruined By
viaducts and bridges being blown m.
ing aYfSifs totaEe care Of themselves in order
TO reach the front by n clrcuitous route, the
body Of. an unknown man ,was found floating.
The body was found at O'Clock on a Tues
day morning. The same night, Folliet. the Pre-
| ono 81 the small inner rooms OF the prefecture.
His sharp. angular features were bent in eager
inquisitiveness close TO the face OF his subordi-
"MurierH ?" he said,
oh, 1 suppose that's about II" answered the
no marks?. No woundsl"
None. And the fu9ny thing is. the arron-
him as II death was due to drowning"
~~SNSsa sI S ESissS e that's certain"
tb @Heb ISHss t. Se %s Iias sr e Gsr% Ri.h; the {Sp back sPO "
the skull ali dat like a board"
Only a little piece Of wet cardboard in his
pocket. marked in red ink With q big 9. # may
Bach, a laser beer seller. No, I Rue Musetse.
girls his psSSsetSeart; 4 little beiore. that the
body had been found, and we took the girl to
see II, She said 1t wasn't Bach. though It was
Foiiiet smiled.
But must point out that the girl also said
,"Ahi The corrse's clothes were peculiar.
His hat was a little peculiar.
Then i was this hat the girl meant. In
caught sight p the hat. That it. Tell me
dow 1ss W Is vas e e fGnn Tft fos q iSI21 near pfsa in. ts sEnef
between the ribbon and 1.-THE side OF the cap was
feather Stuck. in i. did he But tell me
about Bach: all the same he interests me. Did
Not seems not. At on Friday evening
the girl was with him in the parlor behind the
a%iittie fdgety. perhaps-,rather a nervous Kind
Of man she says Bach is. BE kept glaneing at
the. clock. I last ne jumped UT. suddenly and
night as he had an appointment which he must
keep. SO she went and Bach has not since
lie shut up his shop 70 go. then :"
It's one OF those tiny huuo shops up Mont
1T must have been q. deuced important APP
pol9tment this q Bach's. Carot" said Folliet.
And in order to keep it he found 1t neces-
snry, to put on a cap with a pigeons feather.
Yes-if Bach and the corpse are the same"
And ABOUT this girl4 What's her name9"
Agnes Carhaix-"
Where does she live?
Rue PiEalle. No. H."
Good. You are to understand. Carrot, that
this case is DOW In my own hands. Come
along, with me. i am going to have a look at
They proceeded at once into a room behind.
where the hat hung among a host OF Shastly
a maRnifying glass from his pocket COM
menced TO examine the feather and every por-
e siGn q fr6 t6s S shP: II Rsef6s ad foS an xithin tSe
pqP S6 folded e e apis. i! !Sse Ssye sap' t'm RSS see. was
ffia sS E AZ SIi H. fi$ i.'sT Ry sifE !; si $ssd TT i
shows that II must have been not only too large.
Put very much TOO large. and that again shows
cap for himseif. How Think yo 5n.' CarotD that
this beer sellst Of McnsnaTyt!Te came by a cap
pTOcuTeu uy OmtDOQytISe
A sir. that L don't know" replied Carrot.
No. nor1 l., either, said Folliet, " but that is
What ws'ys got 70 md out. you see. Let's have
Fold by fold he opened the damp leaf. 1t was
ruled with red lines. and looked as though it
had been torn from an account book: on 1t
were written some words whose blurred out
lines were now all but illegible. But by the aid
of the glass. Foliiet was able to read them. and
when he read them he smiled. The words
were:
Three casks book.
Bottled, nyadozen absinthe.
Layer, IL ~litres."
This, 6arot:isa little bill of Bach's.' said
Folliet. Suppose / tell you that it is a bill for
beers apd spirits, will you still doubt that the
beer seller and the CORPSE are the sameT"
All right then, ! do tell you so. And now.
the cardboard.
This, too. he examined. II was s~mall-about
an inch gquare-dry and peelinR. But on II.
quite legible. was the red 8 or q with curvinR
tail. Folliet put Il Into his pocket.
And now for Mr.. Eansittart. =" he muttered.
To be continued.