The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-06-07

and. as II is, l believe my successor IS
on his way over already. Now would
you like TO know why ! have come
here at this hour of the night to tell
you this?'
Duncombe nodded.
Go On!' he said. Afterwards I've
something to tell you"
I've come" Spencer said, because
I'm free now, if you like, to help you.
l was interested in your story before.
am ten times more interested in il
now. If you still want me I'll do what
can for you"
Want you. Spencer. do you mean
it?" DuncOmbe exclaimed. Want
you! Why. there's no one I'd rather
interest in the affair than you"
well, i can promise you my inter
est is pretty well excited already"
Spencer answered. I'm with you
right along. Now tell me where you've
been this evening, and what's hap
pened."
DuncOmbe recounted the evening"
events. His new ally listened and aft
erwards smoked for a moment or two
in silence.
1T is simply wonderful" he declared.
The whole secret service system IN
Paris is working to cover up the traces
Of this boy and girl. Their spies, Of
course. are everywhere, and their or
ganizatiOn perfect. The first one Of
their creatures who tries TO break
away is MademOiseIle FlOssie. The
poor little fool lived for only a few
hours afterwards. Your bride was
high. but she ought to have known
better"
You mean"
why. Of course! The theft OF her
poor little jewels was only a blind. 1t
was TO deceive the public. for, as 2
matter OF fact. her murderer would
have been perfectly safe if he had
strOiled into the nearest police station
and made his report. She was killed
because she was going to give you Ger
tain Information
DuncOmbe shuddered.
Great heavens," he exclaimed.
Tell me, Spencer. who or what can be
at the back of all this? Guy POyntOn
was simply a healthy minded, not
Over-inteliigent, young Saxon, IMAM
bilious. and passiOnately fond of his
home and his country life. He had
no friends over here, no interests, no
ties of any sort. He was abroad for
the first time of his life. He regarded
foreign countries and people simply
with the tolerant curiosity Of the IN
Travelled Britsher. He appears In
Paris for one night and disappear.
and forthwith all the genius of French
espionage seems to have combined o.
cover up his traces. 1t is the same
with his sister, only she came after
wards. il was evidently on his account
that she also is drawn into the mys-
terry. What can be the meaning Of it,
Spencer"
My young friend" Spencer said. Il
viii be frank with you. I have not the
least idea, I only know that somehow
or Ot her Won re I'm a gaiUsf 2 hie fhiuo
In a Week-perhaps a day. may
know more. Meanwhile ] want you to
go on your way precisely as though
you and I had not discussed this mat
ter"
We may not work together them"
Duncombe asked
Certainly not, You ara a marked
man everywhere. Every door is closed
to you. ! shall nOminally stick 10 my
post. You must be content TO be the
actual locker on, though you had bet
ter not abandon your inquiries alto
gether. I viii put up al the Cercle
Anglais. It viii serve to pass the
time, and you may gain Information
at the most unlikely places And nov
goodbye"
The liftman thrust a pencilled note
into Duncombe's hands as he ascendeI
to his room.
From I do not know whom, mon
sieur," he announced. 1T was left
here by some one. Whom I cannot
say"
DuncOmbe opened it in his dressing
room. There was only one sentence.
Monsieur would he well advised 10
leave Paris tonight"
Continued Next Sunday.