Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1907-09-27

has been in BIois for the past twenty
years. She gets all the business because
she knows what they want. She may be
able to tell you something about aim
1t was barely nine O'clock when NJ.
CasSagne having finished his coffee and
rolls, issued forth from the courtyard
of the Golden Fleece. and proceeded IN
the direction of the Rue du Concert 1t
was a short street. containing neither
inns nor barber shops. which, perhaps.
accounted 70 his not having previously
set foot within its precincts. Ii 1t had
not been for the fortuitous meeting with
Cratteau. in all probability NJ. Cas-
sagne would never have thought of
looking there for traces Of Henry Gra-
ham.
1t was a bright, smart shop, with
large plate glass windows, in which were
displayed, beautifully ironed. two long
lace curtains lying specimens of the quail
ity of the work which was never, even
for the best customers, done within Inc
interior of the establishment was fitted
up with a large stove in the rear, on
which dozens of irons were heating. Rang
ed in long rows across the floor were the
ironing benches at which the women Ia
bored. Through an open door at the
back, glimpse of huge piles of linen, IN
various stages of renovation, was 70 De
had. The whole place was full OF steam
Though the weather was warm, there was
an entire absence of proper yentllation
The atmosphere of the place to one UNI
accustomed to breathe it Was lntoerabie
The appearance of the young women
in the establishment OF Nine. Beausan-
tin, however. entirely belied that of the
popular picture Notwithstanding the ar
duous character Of their employment. they
were as robust and strong as amazons.
The glow of health was on their cheeks,
and the muscles of their bare arms and
necks stood out like whip cords. They
were not at work, however, when M. Cas-
sagne arrived. 1t was Il time-honored
custom of the establishment that from
nine o'clock to half-past was to be de-
voted to rest and refreshment.
When NJ. Cassagne intimatcd his wish
for strictly private interview with Nine.
Beausantin she bowed consent and led
the way to an inner apartment.
NJ Cassagne took q seat. Nine. Beau
santin stood with one elbow on the man
| telpiece, and eyed him curiously. She had
| been mistaken in the gentleman beng Il
customer. she told herself. What then
was the object of the present visit? She
! was soon to know. The detective ap"
| preached point blank the one subject
which was always uppermost in his mind
| Can you tell me anything OF the
| whereabouts Of one Henry Graham? You
! were his laundress some seven years ago
In moment he had hit upon plan
| Of cnisting the cooperation OF Nine.
| Beausantin. An excellent judge OF char
| acter. he could tell that greed of gain
was one of her predominant traits. Then,
without giving the laundress time to deny
or affirm his statement. he added in an
| impressive tone:
My name is Alfred Cassagne, and
| Am a detective from Paris
Nine Bcausantin's little beady eyes no
| longer twinkled. Instead, they appeared
| to be dilated TO twice their former size
| Her hands trembled apprehensively and
her fingers interlaced themselves together
! in a spasm of sudden nervousness.
| "A detcctiver' she gaspcd. when she
| was at length able to command her voice
DO not be alarmed madame. said
/ CaSsagne Not the slightest harm is in
| tended TO YOU. On the contrary, perhaps
| | NAV be able 10 make your special
| knowledge of this affair OF considerable
pecuniary advantage to you. Take seat
| There is Il good deal to talk about"
The calm tone of the detective some
| what treasured the proprietress OF the
| laundry. She sat down. The look oil
alarm on her face gave way to her pre-
| dominant expreSsion-the expression oil
| greed.
what do you want to know was hel
| eager question. in a voice which asked a.
most as distinctly as words, What viii
you pay for it:
Il want to know as much OF Monsieur
| Grahams history as you are acquainted
| with
He drew from his pockctbook two bills
of the Bank of France. They were OF the
| denomination of one hundred francs
| aniecc. Taking one between his finger
and thumb he pushed it toward Nine
| Beausantin across the table.
when you tell me all you know about
| Monsieur Graham. you shall have tht
| other one" he remarked. impressively.
THE sum is entirely too small, mon
sieur." she said. for information which
is really worth having.
| Go be continued.)
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