The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1898-08-28
cHAPTER x.

On the night OF it's discovers. there was
long; secret copfabplntion. wondernent, ;ug,
was an ~unoxpectcd COMPLICATION Of the mar.
! rage problem left them by their uncle; Mhat
y she. the g'tite. the despised, carried on thf
beat her nntiI. she %siekened;. Jeanne actually
and never lot her out Until after things were
settled. These were the obvious brute RENE
But that they would not do. Agnes felt
that the child would be missed from her work
There would be inquiries. There remained but
luck and IN what might turn up. Jeanne un'
dertook the charge.
sittarts spill from Ills brougham. the lovers
met at the, Buttes-Chaumont. while Jeanne
Almost Immediately after the first rhapso-
f Glssi Ms5is o Il had Il ai IlSdfiS5 ep MIND ai% al sPG the d EHe
ing ing p sST What could IL not her love doS He
And the models' she said. Have you fin
All h1y yo sss sea s : ft$ s. ls1 L eoo i 7 d It siii Do
W" MT viii vii P Xii sem N e ing like a thousand men
~. How, %%Ssqgnderful you areI And is it big.
big enough to nearly, fill my room"
oh ths model, Don't think of that. 1t is
not be married. and, be Tpr2actieaiS" ~" '"N
Yes, Soon. Soon. nBnt-do you know what 1
shall dor shall go TO the King. or to Mr..
Then you must write to some one and tell
them about the invention. Promise me. One
SHOULD be serious and see to things; Promise"
Il will give you. Promise"
And so the promise was made.
key in the door Of J%eanne's room at Ii Rue Pi-
gale: He had been lurking. throughout the
evening, near the gate and had seen the setting
ing behind her, Jeanne; then, half an hour
after. Agnes. The house. h, knew. was now
was come. He entered the courtyard and the
house. He had sworp not to sleep until he
On the previous day he had taken careful
note Of the rather intricate way to Jeaunc's tri-
angular room. He was able to reach ii in the
dark. In his pocket were q number of keys
uttheoccasionai scratching Of a pigeon against
dark. Folliet turned the key in the lock which
vided himself with q duplicate, in case it
should he removed; but the original key was
them behind the bed curtains and stepped
through the open door. He was In the en-
The room In which he found himself was
looking out, his elbows leaning on the sill. The
But he did not make It. No sooner had he
discerned the dim and silent figure than his re
S SoS va sI n his his ha nIi;r 7 Then with b eyes that
he looked about, the room. In a corners
spot Of perfect ~blackness caught his eye; it
day the two men had hidden from Jeanne.
But it was perilouSly near the window and the
motionless man., 1t was, however. the only APP
When a thing, had to be done. Folliet was
not a man to hesitate. With concentrated
shoot If il stirred Then he touched the open
the tHpS SpeFtu TS0f He drew Himself In Inward Mas "''nin
Once the man at the window lifted himself
n m%.t eaGea ! sh fes 9 }5a fS%F Ib times %sr TGaf I'd b she b rSS%.
Two q them 2niy conld Folliet make out; The.
the dead silence recommended.
Hall an hour mon, and a tramp was heard
All t~ogether-in one breath-they cried out:
m%Newsl Il there any news2"
br Thgy STI SfSiD in S Gsr% = n r, E Z sa held r his
man at the window turned and said,
Not q word. Been looking out all the even
ing. It's sure to come. ] suppose"
Some one struck a light and lit a candle on
a table in, one corner.
WAS p" Clear rit had ' been W %dI sIIe much t one w meRi IL
They were tired. But Folliet said to himself:
,r,Thls is the height of luck. Presently they
He had NOT to wait very long. One said:
We'll: Karl my hoy. SO far everything has
run HG E5ssd5y T ! tbi ISF US ca ! tsi tbc answer, I'VE
didn't want TO kill the man. after all. but only
to keep hin 2 prisoner IN Paris for a day or
dow;
located. at the Shoulder 50 every one is say
ing, II he gets out. of bed before three days
ih NSli hpy We tf be-. VII H. q do g mule; IN tha {, s Fl; BUTT
Il pity the poor begRar myself"
oh. PITY 50 do We an: But what is one man
Hurrah for the Fatherland"
"Hurrah! Hurrah!". said another. with a
kind Of languid enthusiasm.
A third. bi 4 ed-beardcd. began to hum:
"Muttersprsche. Mutterlaut,
Vie so wonnes8m. so trant"
Poor old Bach" said the man atthe window.
mind how he was always humming the
Yes. poor old Bach. Pity he was such q
Wonderful little fuss the Paris Police hove
terly at sea. They are trying to cloak oyer
tbeir 9F iduh laae Il PSs Eiive EG dSet is 4 iO 1na as Y h he
WASH , struck # Th stabbed b, a. What car can q, q i Po93T
innocent eyes and say as little of the matter as
POSSIBLE"
Jeanne got hold OF the detective. As sure as
! am q living man. that girl would have blabbed
II we hadn't stopped her.
'oh, right enough she would have, blabbed;
brains Of monsieur le poisson, very much about
Bach. al, the same; Why. she, does. not even
that he 10 dead. much less the means
by which he died. or our motives for killing
"Bach had no enemies. you know. He was
q quiet. ~easy-goinR kind OF body"
II had strong motives, for living. He was
about 20 marry this girl Agnes. with her
What the deuce can they think OF the mat
teri Lord! they must be puzzled"
but you know. mates, when one comes to
think OF Il. Bach was an honest man. He was
a fool. Of course. But ! say he was an honest
bah! So IS n tree honest. or a sheep, Every
il honest enough"
"Oh, yes-we know all that. But Just con-
He had always been a, struggling man.
had Bach. and suddenly this girl with the
money. takes him ,up: II was a great thing for
tact with the society; he Joins: he il enthusi-
astic in the cause o fGermany, but when he hears
hat II Is necessary for US 70 lay hands on Van
ilttart he draws back. saws he Is NOT prepared,
as a citizen OF France. TO go so far, and. mind
he WAS Wnrnp1-hp WAS warned tbut npath