The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1902-03-05
CHAPTER XXI Continued

Nei, potrcn, i am glad 70 see 4
once more" lie cried Now you car
tell me what 70 do; I have oeen ps~
fecuy lost during your abseLce, auo
have felt like a jumping monkey with
q broken string"
What did you get frightened
too9"
''Dless mel I think I had cause for
alarm when ! could not find you any
where- Yesterday afternoon. | seat
you three dispatches 20 the addresses
you gave me, Lyons. Beaucaire, anl
Oloron. but received NO answer. 1 was
almost crazy with anxiety when your
mcssage reached me just now"
Things are getting hot then ."
"Hot They are burningl The place
is too warm to hold me any longer;
upon my soul, { can't stand itl"
M Nerdufet occupied himself in re.
pairing his toilet, wSich had become
disarrar Jed by lying down
When he had finished, he threw
himself IA an casy-chair, aud said t.
Joseph Dubois, who remained re ,pect.
fully standing, cap ia hand, IKE \
soldier awaiting orders:
Explain yourself, my boy. and
quickly. u you please; no circumlocu-
tionr
1T Is just this, patron. l don't know
what your plans are. or what line you
are taking now; but I can just tell
you uiis. That YOU win have TO wind
up the affair pretty quickly"
That is your opinion, Master 10
sephr'
~Ycs. patron, because If you whit
any longer, goodbye to our corey;
you viii certainly fiud an empty
cage, aud the birds flown. You smilea
Yes, ! know You are clever, an can
accomplish anything; hut they are
cunning hIades. and rs slippery as
eels They know that they are
watched. too
''rhe devil they dol" cried A Yer
aurct. who has been committing
biundcrsP"
"0hi nobody has done anything
wrong" replied Joseph. "You know
pat<oE. that they Suspected some.
thug long ago. They gave Aon a
PROOF uf IL, the night Of the fancy
hall; that ugly cut on your am was
he beginning Ever since they nave
had one eye open all the time. rhey
had begun to feel easier. when all OF
! sudden, yesterday, ma f,i. thry be-
gan to sneIl ratf'
"Was that thc cause os yClr tcle-
grams9"
"0f course Vow listen: yesterday
morning when my master poL uD
about ten O'Clock. he took il into his
head to arrmge the papers in his
desk; wif.ch, by the way, has a dis
gusdng lock WHICH has given me
deal Of trouble Meanwhile / pre-
tended to be fixing the fire, so % te
remain in the ropm ia watch him
Patron, the man has an eye like
Yankee Az the first glance hs saw,
or rather OWNED. that his papers had
been meddled with; hc turned liwd,
and sworc ala oath; Lord, what an
oathi"
Never mind the oath go on
Well how he discovered the little
attentions / had devoted TO his letters
! oan't imagine You know how care
fuI am / had put everything in per
feot order, just as | found things
left them; when. 10 and beholdl my
noble marquis picks up each paper,
one az a time. turns il over. and
smells IL. | was lust thinking would
offer him "A magnifying-glass when
all ot a sudden he sprang up, aud with
one kick sent his chair across the
room, aud few at me with eyes fash
ing like two pistols Somebody has
been at my papers. he shrieked; this
letter has been photographed B-r-rl
ana not coward but can tell you
that my heart stood perfectly still:
saw myself as dead as Caesar. cut in
70 pince-meat; and says ; to myself,
'tanfer excuse me Dubois, my
friend, you are lost, dead; and /
thought Of Madame Alexandra
N Verduret Yves buried Ia thought,
and paid no attention to the worthy
Joseph's analyas Of his personal sen
satiana
What happened next2" sail Yer
durct, alter a Few minutes
VIII he was just as frightened as
j was, patron. The rascal did not
oven dare 10 touch me. To be sure.
had taken the precaution 90 get out
81 bis reach; we talked with large
table between as. Wiuic wondering
what could have enabled hin to dis
cover the secret. ] defended myself
with viriuous indignation. . sud.
~ can not he; Monsieur le Mar.
quis is mistaken. Who would dare
touch his papers7
"iiaAtal Instead Of listening 70 me,
ho iiourished an open letter. and said (:
This letter has been photo
grnphedi here Is proof of it, and he
painted TO a little yellow spot on the
paper. and shrieking out 'Loolsl
Sneill Smell il. you devill IL is' /
forget the name he called IL. bu,
SOME acid used by photographers"