The news=record. [volume] (Enterprise, Wallowa County, Oregon) 1907-1910, 1908-01-02

has been in Blois 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 him."
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 it's precincts. If it 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. The
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 la
bored. Through an open door at the
back, a glimpse of huge piles of linen, in
| various stages of renovation, was to be
| had. The whole place was full of steam.
| Though the weather was warm. there was
| an entire absence of proper ventilation.
The atmosphere of the place to one un-
| accustomed to breathe it was intolerable.
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 NJ. Cas-
sagne arrived. 1t was a 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 intimated his wish
for a strictly private interview with Nine.
Beausantin she bowed consent and led
the way to an inner apartment.
NJ. Cassagne took seat. Nine. Beau
santin stood with one elbow on the man
telpiece, and eyed him curiously. She had
been mistaken in the gentleman being a
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
| rao ra oU U0fs
In a moment he had hit upon plan
of enlisting 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 aundress time to deny
or affirm his statement, he added in an
impressive tone:
my name is Alfred Cassagne, and
am detective from Paris"
Mme Beausantin's little beady eyes nc
longer twinkled. Instead, they appeared
to be dilated to twice their former size
Her hands trembled apprehensively and
her fingers interlaced themselves together
in spasm of sudden nervousness.
"a detective ~ she gasped, when she
was at length able to command her voice
"Do not be alarmed, madame" sait
Cassagne. mot the slightest harm is in
tended to you. On the contrary, perhaps
| may be able to make your specia
, knowledge of this affair of considerable
, pecuniary advantage to you. Take seat
There is a good deal to talk about"
The calm tone of the detective some
{ what reassured the proprietress of thu
, laundry. She sat down. The look o.
alarm on her face gave way to her pre-
dominant expresson-the expression o.
| greed.
what do you want to know?" was hel
i. eager question, in a voice which asked al
most as distinctly as words, What viii
t you pay for it?
5 81 want to know as much of Monsieur
Graham's history as you are acquainted
with"
= He drew from his pocketbook two bill
: of the Bank of France. They were of th
I denomination of one hundred franc
$ apiece. Taking one between his finge
e and thumb, he pushed it toward Nine
e Beausantin across the table.
i when you tell me all you know abou
{ Monsieur Graham, you shall have tn
e other one,' he remarked, impressively.
: 1.-THE sum is entirely too small, mon
J. sieur," she said, ''for information whic
;, is really worth having"
(To be continued.)