Elk City mining news. (Elk City, Idaho) 1903-1913, 1908-06-20
The Roupell Mystery
CHAPTER XVIII.
A Il s t y n

Alfred CaSsagne remained In earnest
conversation with Nine. Cresson for up
ward Of two hours. During that period
the young woman several times retired
to the privacy of her bed chamber and as
many times emerged therefrom, reappear-
ing upon the last occasion dressed In full
street costume, and having her dark hair
entirely concealed with a profusion Of
blonde, fluffy ringlets.
She had on a rather loud, plaid dress
4 travelling cape of Scotch wooden, and
q bonnet very plainly trimmed. Plain
gold earrings were In her ears, and In
her hand she carried a silk umbrella and
a small travelling bag. On her feet were
a paid of broad, large-heeled shoes and
over those white CATERS which twinkled
La and out from under her petticoats as
she walked UP and down the room. Ce-
lestc looked on wonderingly and ate her
bon-bons. NJ. Cassagne examined her
mother with the eye of critic.
You'll do" he said presently, AL but
the CATERS / don't think those white
CATERS have reached London yet"
''Oh, monsieur is mistaken, am sure"
replied Nine. Cresson, with enthusiasm.
Il was on Regent street not two weeks
Peter Robinson case. They were very
generally worn"
you are wrong. all the same. / was
over there myself lately. Caters were
worn, IL is true, but In much darker
shades. London is always six months
behind Paris, and New York six months
behind London In such matters. Now.
don't contradict me, child. The English
ladies are not yet wearing them"
Mime. Cresson urged the point no fur
them. Turning to her maid, she said:
Bring me my dark gray CATERS. Ma
non; they are year at least, out Of
fashion In Paris, monsieur. / hope they
will satisfy you"
you think i am very hard TO please"
remarked Cassagne. II may be so. /
know the kind of man have TO deal with
IN Victor Lablanche. the project Of po-
lice. ] will call for you tomorrow at
ten o'clock. In the meantime i have
quite a deal to attend TO-"
He took his hat, kissed little Celeste
good-by, and, descending by the stairway,
opened the black door and passed out on
TO the street.
~ love Papa Cassagne," cried little
Celeste, as she stood by the window
watching the retreating form of the gen
tleman who bought the bon-bOns. Then
looking up at her mother, she added
You love him, too, don't you,
mammaT
Celeste Is a goose" said Nine. Cres-
son, her charming cheek tinged with
color, land geese mustn't ask foolish
questions"
Nj. Cassagne pursued his way still fur
them into the intricacies of the Latin
Quarter. At last he stopped before a
small shop, pushed up the latch Of the
door and entered. A large, stout man,
with a pen behind his ear, was seated at
a high desk with a pile Of proof in front
OF him. lie nodded familiarly 10 the de-
tective, got OFF his stool and al once con
Quoted him into private Office.
"Ha Monsieur Cassagne he exclaim-
sd. What can ! do for you to-dayT
II have two small jobs for you. Its
simply 70 Get two lines Of type, aud print
Ene half dozen sheets Of note paper also
A couple OF cards. ] viii pay yOu Bell
for u. Can you do u personally 40 that
40 one else will know what you are do
lng1 and can you do a. right awayT
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