St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1908-07-04
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ueftohe. Sne started back and gtareC
at him curiously.
| You say you come from M. Ian
dre," she whispered hoarsely. How
40 | know you are speaking the
truth?"
Look down and behold the sign. >
replied M. Claude in the same cautious
tone.
The girl glanced rapidly at her com.
panion's hand which was held under
the edge of the table. In the open
palm there cleaned the scarlet out.
lines Of small arrow.
Very well, Monsieur" she said. ~
see you are one of us. What is your
messenger"
You are to come with me to a
house in the Rue du Temple, where
your lover, Emil Chatelain, awaits us, !"
returned NJ Claude. There is work
on hand and your help is needed. Fol-
low me quietly and at once, for the
traps are abroad and for aught we
know may be watching us here"
Nina Fleurette made a gesture Of
assent, and NJ. Claude, with a quick
glance around to assure himself that
their movements were not observed,
arose and passed swiftly through the
rear door, the girl following at his
heels. AS they emerged on the street
into which the alley opened, the chief
led the way to cab standing at the
edge of the pavement and opening the
door signed to his companion to en-
ter. She did so and as soon as M.
Claude had followed her the driver
whipped up his horse and started off
at a rapid pace.
On the afternoon Of the second day
after his visit to the Lapin Blanc M.
Claude entered police station in the
Rue de Jerusalem, and bowed formally
in response to the salutation of the
inspector in charge.
Good day, M. Blauvert," said the
chief. Have you taken Emil Chate-
lain, according to my instructions?"
Your orders we're carried out
promptly, NJ Claude" replied the in
spector. "Chatelain was decoyed by
message to quiet spot where he
was seized, forced into a cab and
brought here without the knowledge
of any of his pals. We gathered him
in only three hours ago, so that he is
not likely to be missed from his regu-
lar haunts until tonight"
You have done WELL" commented |
the chief. I'm what condition is the |
prisoner, Nina Fleurette, whom I de-
livered to you last Tuesday night?"
"She suffers terribly" returned |
8lauvert. "The supply of morphine
she carried was taken away from her.
AS she is habitual user of the drug
she has ragged and wept alternately,
us to give her few grains
If the stuff, but acting under your in
DR.. MARITIME not only re-
used but declined to administer any
medicines that might alleviate her dis
ress."
Tell DR.. MARITIME wish to see him.
aid the chief CURLY.
In few moments the police sur
icon, a tall, well-built man of so, with
ron-gray hair and beard, made his
appearance.
Il sent for you to make some in
uiries as to the condition of Nina
'leurette, inmate Of cell Is, M. Mar.
tne," said the chief i
"Ah, yes" responded the surgeon.
Number 10, bad case, M. Claude. II
he is partly delirious and unless re- :
eff of some kind is given her death !
an only be a question of hours" 6
How long can she live in her pres
ut state?" demanded the chief. +
The surgeon pursed his lips and s
leditated. Il would like to visit her r
gain before answering" he said t
Come then, Inspector Blauvert and :
will accompany you,'' said the chief q
hey proceeded to the door which A
ave admission to the narrow stair h
ay leading to the cells beneath, and n
; it swung open faint moaning be- !,
lme audible. o
THAT is No. 49," remarked the sur !;
con. can hour ago she was shrek /,
g violently, but I presume she is Z.
most exhausted now" q
Reaching the cell in which the girl f.
as confined they beheld a figure Iy- a
g PROSTATE upon the stone floor and :,
convulsively. The girl of the An
apin Blanc presented a truly CHASTITY
ID terrifying appearance. Her eyes, re
oodshot and hollow, with pupils con- &.
acted until they had become mere ~
n points. glared horribly from out 4,
e sunken, pallid face; her tangled 70
ack hair hung in unkempt masses 4.
er her slender shoulders, and shreds G
cloth torn from her garments lay =,
altered around.
At the sound of the ofiicials' foat-
Fps she turned and struggled to her ~
ees, holding out imploring hands. &C
palms of which were lacerated he
d bleeding from the furious attacks
her nails ON the agonized flesh. 90
Mercy, Messieurs." she moaned he
spairingly, mercy for the love of rs
Bon Dieu-only little-iust lit fo
morphine. Holy Mother-what re-
ll-what torture! The fiends are
ming red-hot knives through my an
ly-give me help or death-death; mt
not let me live thus o1r
Ter voice died away into hoarse ca
gle, and falling back into her form ne
posture she sobbed and chartered ms
oherently. M. Claude looked upon hi,
sufferer with an impassiYe coun- AT
ance. NJ
How long may she exist-so. M. wa
rtine?" he demanded of the physi- To
T. i.
he latter bent over the girl, felt tn,
pulse and peered curiously into tar
shrunken pupils of her eyes. wa
She might linger on for ten hours. !