The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-03-11
CHAPTER XII.
I Unmask My Enemy.

next morning, and L was eager TO crap
pie anew with the mystery. I found
two reports awaiting me at the office.
Mr.. Royce had passed good night and
r>was better; the clerks who had spent
1.-THE afternoon before in visiting the
lDstables had as yet discovered nothing
and were continuing their search.
I looked up the timeeard of the Long
Holidays coachman could not reach
the city until 9:3O. So l put on my
hat again, sought secluded table at
SWallack s, and over a cigar and stein
of book, drew up resume of the case
to clear the atmosphere, as it were.
1t ran something like this:
murdered; daughter drives to Wash
ington Square.
pMarch IA, Friday-Coroner 8 inquest;
Miss Holiday released; mysterious
note received
March l6, Sunday-Holladay buried.
March IS, Tuesday-Will opened and
WMarch %, Friday-Miss Holiday re-
turns from drive, bringing new maid
with her and discharges old one.
March 20, Saturday-Gives orders to
open summer house.
April /, Tuesday-Asks for 100000.
April 2, Wednesday-Gets it.
NApril 3, Thursday-Leaves home, osten-
siblly for Belair, in company with new
" maid.
oApril IA, Monday-Butler reports her
o. disappearance; Royce taken i'll; be-
gin my search.
r, There l stopped. The last entry
cbrought me up to date-there was moth
aing more to add But it seemed i'm
cpossible that all the developments Of
sHhis mystery should have taken only
Va month. F or years, as it seemed to me,
L had thought of nothing else.
1OOka6 over the eHJ1e In CARA
Fully There was only one opening that
could see where it was possible to be-
gin work with the hope of accomplishing
anything. That was in the very first
STsentry: Miss Holiday had driven to
l,certain, visited her sister; I must dis
tcover the lodging of this woman. Per.
Ihaps l should also discover Frances
Holiday there. In any event, should
have new point to work from.
/ The police had been over the ground
knew; they had exhausted every re
Mr.. Holladay's mysterious visitor
1and had found not trace Of
1her. But that fact@did not discourage
me; for I hoped to start my search
mot possessed. Brooks, the coachman
should be able to tell me
Recalled suddenly to remembrance OF
him, [ looked at my watch and saw that
1T was past his hour. I was pleased
to find him awaiting me when 7 opened
the office door three minutes later.
had only a few questions to ask him
when your mistress left the car
riage the day you drove her to Washing
ton Square, did you notice which stree
she took after she left the square?'
Eyes, sir; she went on down Yves
Broadway
''On which side9'
eth left-hand side, sir; tn cas-
"she must have crossed the stree
to get to that side
Eyes, sir; she did. I noticed per
tic lar, for I thought it funny sh
shouldn tive let me drive her on dow
tn street to wherever she was goin
1t 8 a dirty place along there, sir.''
Eyes, 1 -Anow. When you drove he
put on the 2Sth-the day she brough
back the maid-where did she go7''
''To Washington Square again, sir.
"And left you waiting for her7
eyes, sir; just tn same.'
and went down the same street,
Eyes, sir; crossed to tn east sid
Just tn same as tn time before.'
How long was she gomez"
MOyer an hour, sir; an hour an.
Ibid you notice ANYTHING unusus
back?'
"No, sir; she was wearin' heav
veil. She had tn other woman wit
her, an she just said 'Home!' in
kind O. hoarse voice as I helped the
into tn CARRIAGE"
That was all that he could tell m
and yet I felt that it would help N
greatly. In the first place, it narrowe
my Investigations to the district lyir
to the east Of West Broadway, and
knew that the French quarter O.
nH nn1r 4xr-o IL
rection. And again, it gave me poi
> to insist on in my inquiries-I kne
the date upon which the mysterio,
woman had left her lodging Or
least, knew that 1t must be ono
two dates. The lodging had had been v
or. the third Of April AS a last reso
I had the photograph. I was ready.
begin my search, and dismissed Brook
warning him to say nothing to anyo.
about the mystery.
AS passed out the door to the paw
ment, l happened to glance across t.
way and there, in the crowd of broke
which always lines the street, I D,
ceived Martigny. He was listening
tently to one Of the brokers, who W
talking earnestly in his cart ling hi
how TO- make his fortune, I suppose
and did not see me. For an insta1
was temptedAto cross to him, and g
him out of danger. Then smiled
the absurdity of the thought. It won
take clever man to fleece Martigr
and I recalled his strong face, his m,
terful air-he was no fool, no la1
ready for the shears. He was perfect
able to look out for himself-to VIE
the shears with power and effect,
x need be.
I turned west toward Broadway, St
I suppose, thinking of him subct
consciously, for few moments la
some irresistible impulse caused me
glance around. And there he was, wa
Ing after me, on the opposite side
the street, Then, in a flash, I und
stood. He was following me!
RI It is difficult to describe the she
that ran thru me, that left me numt
and helpless. For an instant,
stumbled on, half sdazed; then, or
ually, my self control came back, a
with it certain fierce joy, hot exul
ton. Here at last, was something d
mite, tangible, clew ready to my ha
if only were clever enough to foil
1t up; ray of light in the darkne
- I could feel my cheeks burning,
my heart leaping at the thought!
l., But what had been his part in
AFFAIR." For moment CROPPED bin