The Havre herald. [volume] (Havre, Mont.) 1904-1908, 1908-06-03
now long have you

we can be alone. How long have You
been in Parish"
About six months
During which time
During which time / have been WORK.
ing-for whom do you think r.
II don't know. You have got into
business, perhaps for yourself-or you
would, if you had sufficient capital. If a
good friend-if I, for instance, showed
you how you could make some money 1t
would suit you, would it notg'
mo, have pretty good berth, thank
you"
at is perfect gold mine for you;
if you will only hold your tongue"
The small man only smiled significantly.
The two walked on side by side until
the brokers' Office was reached.
Come in,'' said the broker, In coax
ing voice, ''and tell me what you want"
The small man passed in through the
open door and went into the brokers'
Office.
''See that under no circumstances am
disturbed was the instruction Herr Max
gave to his clerk. II have important
business with this gentleman"
IOuE q SiOCh Cdulc, dAu I1SEE SIOlu-
stein came out and sent the clerk home.
1t was an hour earlier than usual, but
the clerk was glad to get away. lie lived
in a small fat and had a wife and four
children to support. He could take his
time now and walk home instead of pay
ing for seat in an omnibus. The hours
went by. It was past midnight when the
two men came out Of the inner Office and
into the street.
II live on the other side. Student
quarters said Goldstein. Come with
me, I'll put you up for the night. We
must cross by the Pont Neuf."
'You must make it fifty thousand"
said the small man, as they went along.
That's cheap enough. Old friends
shouldn't be hard on each other"
A fearful expression came over the
others face as they neared the bridge.
Fifty thousand francs. An enormous
sum. And if he paid it-what then?
He had but this fellows word that he
would keep silence.
They stopped for a moment in the
center of the bridge and sat down un-
steadily on one Of the embrazures. 1t
was two o'clock The lights flashed
along the river. Behind and in front Of
them arose the dull roar of Paris which
ceases not by night nor by day. Looking
over the low parapet they could see the
dark waters of the river as they swirled
below
You will make it fifty thousand, will
you not?" urged the small man.
He uttered no cry as the hand Of the
broker closed upon his throat with an
iron grasp; but for moment or two
he struggled desperately as he realized
the others purpose. But the broker
seemed to have become suddenly sober.
The small man was like a child in his
terrible clutches. He raised him to the
top of the low parapet mad whispered
hoarsely:,
u will send you where you won't need
the money"
Then he flung the blackmailer from him
with the force of catapult. The waters
received the detective and closed over
his head. He had not time to utter q
cry.
The broker passed quickly from the
bridge and, plunging into narrow street
! which diverged from the main thorough
| fare, soon gained his apartments. Arrlv-
| ed there, he threw himself, dressed as he
was, upon the sofa, and slept soundly till
daylight.
Three days passed; some workmen on a
brick barge drew from the black and
Shiny river the body Of a man which
| bore upon it's throat the marks of fingers.
| At the morgue Victor Lablanche the
rrafont nf nnlire racopnjzad in the mur-
| dered man the detective he had put on
| the track of M. Chabot.
"Poor fellow! he exclaimed, as he ex.
| arnined the finger marks at his throat.
"A tiger must have seized him. He was
| first strangled and then thrown into the
| river"
And the sole clue he had was this
The murderer must have had enormous
| hands. ~
| Ito be continued.)