The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1908-02-06
CHAPTER xI.-(Continued. !
A u s t y n


He sprang from the bath. tho water
dripping from his firm, white body ant
eiistening in big drops on the thick hail
on his heaving chest, as he rushed acros,
! the floor Of his sitting room, holding hi
towel around him with one hand. HI
opened the door little way and took II
the letter. Still holding his towel about
him, ne stood examining the envelope very
carefully. AZ he stood thus, with one
/. foot slightly thrown forward, all hi.
weight on his left leg, his muscles stood
out like whip-cords. His eyes we're bright
and the light of Z new interest suddenly
sprnng into them. He presented thus a
splendid specimen Of physical manhood
He had little occasion for the brisk rub
( bling to which he treated himself, when
he had put down the letter unopened
merely remarking:
Il wonder what Cassagne is doing at
| Villeneuve."
! The heat of his young and vigorous
body had almost evaporated the moisture.
He went back into his bedroom and put
on soft, silken suit of pajamas, caught
at the waist with brocaded belt. He
took tasselled Turkish fez from its peg
and put it on his head Then he went
In to his chocolate and rolls, picked up
his morning paper and began TO read. He
skinned the sheet at first with anguid
interest, eating very deliberately as his
eye travelled over the paper Suddenly he
came to this ITEM
Nothing new has transpired since
yesterday in regard to the murder of
Nine. Roupell at the Chateau Vile
neuve-''
He got no further Like a fash he
dropped the paper and reached out and
took hold of the letter which he had
almost forgotten, exclaiming
The Chateau VilleueuveI Villeneuve
Why, that's the place Cassagne writes
from. Pshaw what am l thinking of?
He can't have been called in on that mat
ter. 1t was in the hands of the project
of police, and i know he hates Cassagne
like poison"
Nevertheless It was with fingers which
trembled little in their eagerness that
he opened the letter.
"Ah" he exclaimed, heres fun at
last. Cassagne is engaged in that Vile
neuve matter after ALL Called in by a
friend of the suspected party, too. Al
ways on that side of the case-the most
difficult, of course. Wants me to watch
one Jules Chabot. l know him; old
fop: club man. About as much chance
of his being implicated as of my getting
married. Well, l declare |"
There were two long sheets of instruc-
tons. His first excitement over, Charles
D'Auburon read them twice very care
fully, slipping his chocolate so slowly that
the contents Of the cup were almost cold
before he finished it. Several minutes
elapsed before he finally put Cassagne's
letter on one side and lay back to think
1t was curious that his new field of
activity should at last have brought him
Into contact professionally with man
whom he had hitherto known only social
ly. NJ. Jules Chabot, while a mere &C
quaintance, belonged to a club of which
be was a member-the Alliance He
was not very constant in his attendance
but he was tolerably well acquainted
there. Jules Chabot he had known as
one is apt to know those one casually
meets in the billiard room or at the card |
able.
How fortunate it was that, acting I'M |
Ter the advice of his friend Cassagne, he
lad scrupulously hidden from all his |
friends and acquaintance his new occu-
'ation. 1t would be comparatively easy
ask for him to keep watch Of Chabot's
movements. The only question was how
o do so without exciting his suspicious.
He sat revolving this matter in his
mind for nearly an hour, at the end of
which time he arose and completed his
oilet, dressing himself with unusual care.
he role he had now to play was one
Thich had deceived many-that of rich,
Innocent dandy, to whom appearance is
and who has not a thought In
is head beyond the set Of his hat or his
He selected from his wardrobe a fine
forming frock coat and lowered waist
,at of an oriental design which was all
le rage among the boulevards He put
i a very tall collar and a necktie of a
cry ultra fashion; a glossy hat, patent
ather boots and silyer-headed Malacca
Inc completed his outfit. As he descend
the stairs he put an eye glass in one
e.
Thus ACQUIRED, Charles DAuburon :
as as Inherent being as you could well i
lagine, from the free and easy Bohe-
ian of an hour previously. A slight
awl was apparent in his speech. Hail +
g cab, he directed the driver to pro q
ed to the Alliance club. He was the r
ost innocent looking young man in the e
hole of Paris. A vacant smile PLAYED a
ound his mouth. One gloved hand f
ught his blonde mustache in a caress- t
: manner, while with the other he re- b
rned the salutations of his numerous b
luaintances. NJ. Jules Chabot, seated t,
the bay window of the Alliance club. G
v him alight, and surveyed him with a II
k in which contempt struggled with G
likeness and got rather the best of it.
There is that insufferable fop, D'Au- IL
ron, coming up the steps," he remarked N
an intimate. II think that fellow IL
ks bigger fool every day" oy
CHAPTER XII. lie
When Alfred Csssagne bid DR.. Mason de
eu, it was to return to Paris. first TO ii,
ak and then to act. Never in the
rise of his experience had a encouu fu