The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1908-04-02
CHAPTER xxi.

Two weeks passed, during which TIM
VI. Cassagne, in the character of thu
Bernese manufacturer, continued his Wis
its to the de Valiars. He was now bu
rarely accompanied by D'Auburon, who
adhered so closely to his contention thai
the detective was simply wasting his
time, that, as he put it, he considered II
altogether wrong to encourage him in his
obstinacy.
These detectives, after ALL" thought
| D'Auburon, ARE only human. He Is fas-
cinated by the vicomtesse. Every one
falls into that net. | suppose one can't
blame him-she Is handsome"
NJ Cassagne had apparently made great
strides in the good books of de valiar.
He spent his mornings in the office of the
Mutual Credit and Loan Company, where
he gave really valuable advice concern
ing the floating of the Consolidated Dock
enterprise.
He passed his afternoons seeing Paris
with the vicomte and Chabot; and his
evenings he divided between the vicom-
Jesse and the card table In a house
where high play was the principal event
Of the evening, it was impossible not to
AOAAAT AAOAt VI itoS NAtiii IT'S luuueuce.
Certain it is that the vicomtesse had
taken more than ordinary interest In
her foreign guest. Perhaps he was
good listener, which Is the sncerest fiat
terry to your brilliant conversationalist.
Anyhow she insisted upon accompanying
VI. Lazare to the table upon the first
night, and by her presence prevented the
stakes running unduly high
She need not have been so solicitous on
the Swiss gentleman's account. The
first night or two he lost quite a con- |
siderable sum, to be sure; but they had
hardly been playing a week before de Z
Valiar and his friends discovered that NJ (
Lazare knew as much as they did.
De Valiar particularly was nettled to
see this quiet, transformations foreigner
come in and walk away with his money.
To tell the truth, pending the floating of
the Consolidated Dock Company, that
article was rather scarce with him.
A boom in some of his Argentine Re
public securities on the Bourse had given
him, however, welcome lift 1t was
quite a sum. Three hundred and fifty
thousand francs had been placed to his
account with the Credit Foncier. That
very evening he drew half of it in cash,
and came prepared to pit his fortune
against that of NJ. Frederic Lazare
But NJ. Lazare would not play. From
IN early hour in the evening it was OBJ
served that he kept in the outer salon. ,
lie was unusually thoughtful and re-
erved. He paused by the side of Nine.
Jolbert-Remplin. An expression of pity
lowered on his features as he stopped
nd said
"Will you do me a favor? l ask it for
he last time. Will you go quietly home? Q
am willing to save you all l cam
Nine. Colbert-Remplin's white hand,
littering with jewels, trembled as it lay Il
pom the arm of her easy chair. But her h
ace was adamant and her voice without
tremor, as she replied:
mo, will not stir from here. | will v
tay and save him. 1t would kill me to I
ee him go back to the galleys."
The detective looked upon the frail,
'hite-faced woman sitting before him.
nd an indescribable something flashed
cross his features. 1t was the tender
ess of supreme pity, blended with ad- OF
iration.
You can do nothing he urged. you
I'd better leave him to his fate. I can >,
el for you, but he richly deserves it." g,
ITO be continusd>