The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1898-08-28
TIRE LOST PROVINCES.
How Vansitart Came Back to France.
By LOUIS TRACY.
cspyrtpA. 1888 ~ Lort, Hsy.
CHAPTER VII
NO. IL HUE r1oAILE

sprang into . 1hcre.
Nc told the coachman to drive to No. IL rue
Pigale.
This street runs northeast and southwest
nom the place de Ia Trinite. starting from near
The Ane church Of that name. It il narrow and
Winds somewhat. The ialousied houses are
large. but decayed and sombre. There IL .
certain mystery. a hint Of ~squalor.
No. IL had q gloomy exterior. II was big,
and the gray jalousies were every one closed.
In the courtyard there was no concierge.
But Folliet, penetrating a few steps beyond
the gate. was met by a girl. SOM 20 years Of
age, vel. figured. with dark face. and hair in
disorder. She was quietly dressed. Her eyes
looked as II they had been crying.
Il want 10 have a talk with Agnes Carhaix."
said Folliet.
But I am she. monsieur" said the girl.
rood. | am Of the police-from the Pre-
iect.rs. You called there this morning. I
think"
Yea. monsieur. but
IL Just want To have a talk with you
well, monsieur. II that is SOL
Her eyes dropped. She was confused. What
tha DEVIL said Folliet to himself. rs the mat
terri
~ monsieur wiil-will step this way with
me-.we might sit together in the Cabaret au
vrli Bruyant just yonder outside. and there
talk"
Can't any one enter the house then. l won
der" said Folliet to himself. Aloud no added:
Ideally, but IL isn't worth all that trouble.
.,ou know. ! wanted merely to ask you a Ques-
ton or two about your sweetheart. NJ. Bach.
] may tell you st once that We have every hope
Of finding and restoring him to YOU. II we can
Just get a few facts''-
The girls eyes leaped upon him.
OF finding him-really. monsieur" she said.
Yes. really-why not? These temporary
disappearance are quite common you know.
in a place like Paris. Let us sit in the room
here a little and talk the matter over"
still she hesitated a moment, then turned re-
~luctsntly and led the way.
As Folliet moved 10 follow her. something
slowly falling from above through the air
brushed past his nose. He caught It quickly.
And quickly poked 1t into a pocket. It was a
feather.
The courtyard in which they had stood was
dark; but the room on the ground floor into
which Agnes Carhaix now led him was darker
still. Folliet placed his chair 50 that. while he
remained in absolute shadow. q dim Glimmer
from the half-open door made her movements
and attitude discernible.
But It was his nostrils and his ears. rather
than his eyes. which were busy. He had no
sooner entered the room than q singular odor
greeted him. He had no sooner settled him
of on the chair than a singular sound fell upon
his ears.
The odor was the faint. fetid odor Of a stable.
The sound was a single one. resembling the
stroke Of q club humping upon boards. As 1t
sounded through the room the girl WINGED.
Well. now about Bach said FoIliet, with
every sense on the alert. You will find that
the questions I have to ask you about him arc
no; many and easily answered. First OF all,
how long have you been engaged to him.
IL" she said in evident confusion.
Come, now-how lonR?"
"~About-about two weeks"
That all?"
Down In answeC came sounding the club up
o. the boards a single blow.
"Yes-that's ALL"
Aud when were you to be married.
"iE-in a week"
'So1 Really7 Not q very long engagement.
then. all told"
No, But what has that to do with the mat
ter. m0rsieur?'
We'll. in a case Of this kind everything Is Of
Importance. you know. Just answer my aues-
tions-you will find them easy to answer. How
long have you known Bach?"
"About-about three weeks"
That alt He was anxious to be married
quickly. them Oh. come, low. II the man is
tn be found it is clear that you must let me
know the facts. you know"
All. monsieur, do not torment me-"
She buried her face in her hands.
We'll. then" he said. I'VE start with this fact:
That Bach was anxious. for some reas IN or
other. TO get married in frantic haste. Bach
or YOU. Which was it-Bach or your"
The mysterious sound of the club came
InnniiND In anEu-nr rnnn che h1a-lr TI1
covering girl was silent.
All. You are not open and candid. you see."
said Folliet. How do you expect me to find
your lover for you? Well. then. / must ask you
something else. Was the appointment which
Bach had TO keep on the day he disappeared
an important one;'
i suppose So"
Only 'suppose?'
Il believe So"
Come, now: that's better. You believe so.
Well, what was 1t all about?"
i don't know"
Very well. then / shall leave you to find
your lover for yourself. that's ALL"
lie Was going to a meeting"
Really An assemblage Of mem"
i suppose So
He told you so?"
Yes in the ~faintest whisper came from her.
4 assemblage OF Germans?'
Oh. not necessarily Germans"
How do you know:'
M did not say they were Germans, Why
should you pitch upon Garmans?"
bach Is a German
les-a naturalized Frenchman."
ing?'
You do not suppose thar Mr.. Bach told me
his secretsf"