Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1906-01-04

that she committed the terrible crime
which has caused such n sensation in
London. Her movements upon the
Monday night have lot yet been traced,
but it is undoubted that a woman an
swcring to her description a%ttracteS
much attention at Charing Cross sta
ton on Tuesday morning by the wild
ness of her appearance and the VIC
lence of her gestures. 1t is probable,
therefore, that the crime was either com
mitted when insane or that its immedi-
ate effect was to drive the unhappy
woman out of her mind. At present
she Is unable to give any coherent ac-
count OF the past, and the doctors hold
out no hopes Of the re-eStabliShment of
her reason. There is evidence that Il
woman, who might have been Mime.
Fournaye, was seen for some hours up
on Monday night watching the house in
Godolphin street"
What do you think Of that. Holmes 2"
l had read the account aloud to him
while he finished his hreakfast.-
My dear Watson" said he as he
rose from the table and paced up and
down the room, you are most long
suffering. but if 1 have told you moth
ing in the l; t three days it is because
there is nothing to tell. Even now
this report from Paris does not help
us much"
Surely it is final as regards the
mans DEATH"
1.-The mans death is q mere incident,
a trivial episode, in comparison with
our real task, which is to trace this
document and save Il European catas-
trophe. Only n important thing has
happened in the last three days, and
that is that nothing has happened. I
get reports almost hourly from the gov
eminent, and it is certain that nowhere
in Europe is there any sign Of trouble.
Now, if this letter We're loose-no, it
can't be loose-but if it isn't loose
where can it be? Who has it? Why is
it held back? That's the question that
beats in my brain like a hammer.
Was it, indeed, q coincidence that Lu-
cas- should meet his death on the night
when the letter disappeared? Did the
letter ever reach him? If so, why is it
not among his papers? Did this mad
wife of his carry it off with her? If
so, is it in her house in Paris? How
could I search for it without tho
fsench police having their suspicious
aroused? 1t is a case, my dear Wat
son, where the law is as dangerous to
US as the criminals are. Every mans
hand is against us, and yet the inter-
estS at stake are colossal. Should I
bring it to a successful conclusion it
will certainly represent the browning
glory of my career. All, here is my
latest fro.l the 'front.' He glanced
hurriedly at the note which had been
handed in. Hello! Lestrade seems
to have observed something Of interest.
Put on your hat, Watson, and we will
stroll down together to Westminster"
1t was my first visit to the scene of
the crime-a high, dingy, narrow chest
ed house, prim, formal and solid, like
the century which gave it birth. Lee
strade's bulldog features gazed out at
us from the front window, and he
greeted US warmly when a big consta-
BILE had opened the door and let us in.
The room into which we were shown
was that in which the crime had been
committed. but no trace of it now re-
NAMED save an ugly, irregular stain
upon the carpet. This CARPET was a
small square drugget in the center of
the room. surrounded by a broad ex-
Dansc of beautiful, old fashioned wood
flooring in square blocks highly polish
ed. Over the fireplace was a magnif-
cent trophy Of weapons. one of which
had been used on that tragic night. In
the window was a sumptuous writing
desk, and every detail of the apart
ment. the pictures, the rugs and the
hangings, all pointed to q taste which
was luxurious to the verge of effemi-
macy.
Seen the Paris ncws:" asked Le-
strade.
Holmes nodded.
Our French friends seem to have
touched the spot this time. No doubt
it's just as they say. She knocked at
the d~oor-surprise visit, l guess, for he
kept his life in water tight colnDart-
ments-he let her in, couldn't keep her
in the street. She told him how she
had traced him, reproached him; one
thing led to another, and then with that
dagger so handy the end soon came.
1t wasn't all done in an instan.., though.
for these chairs were all swept over
yonder. and he had one in his hand as
If he had tried to hold her off with it,
We've got it all clear as If we had seen
it."
Holmes raised his eyebrows.
"And yet you have sent for me?"
"Ah, yes, that's another matter; a
mere trife, but the sort of thing YOU
take an interest in-queer, you know.
and what you might call freakish. 1t
has nothing to do with the main fact
can't have, on the face Of it."
what is 1t, then"
well, you know, after u crime Of
this sort We are very careful to keep
things in their position. Nothing has
been moved. Officer in charge here day
and night. This morning, as the man
was buried and the Investigation ovnr