The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1908-03-26

the center Of the lawn, and | had better
be quick about it," he said.
Relying upon his general knowledge OF
the construction OF Partisan garden, Nj.
Cassagne walked rapidly forward, struck
his foot against some unforeseen obsta-
Gle, tripped, stumbled, and the next mo-
ment found himself struggling in the
water. He had overlooked the fact that
some gardens have fountains.
where have you come from, and what
have you been dolng?" was the astonish-
ed inquiry of Charles D'Auburon.
He had been aroused from his bed at
midnight by thunderous knocking at
his door, and on going to see what all
the noise was about, had discovered Cas-
sagne, standing, the picture of misery,
| under the lamp on the landing.
Dripping yet with the moisture which
ran from all his garments minus his hat,
and shivering like an aspen, the famous
detective presented picture well calcu-
lated to excite the utmost commseration;
but CLEAN of triumph was in his I'M
dimmed eye; and he wore the air of a
conqueror rather than of man who had
mei Win Illuminating dcCIueUl.
Cassagne entered into a circumstantial
relation of his adventures. When he ar
rived at what he facetiously termed the
frog pond incident" D'Auburon could
not restrain his mirth; and ii was so con-
tsgious that Cassagne, though the Joke
was against himself could not refrain
from joining him. The two men roared
until the room shook again. When their
merriment had somewhat subsidized NJ.
Cassagne took up the thread of his nara.
tive In this wise:
Il had hardly got my head out OF
water, and cleared my ears and eyes, be-
fore / heard door open and shut, in |
the back part of the house. l crept softly |
out of the fountain and lay extended at :
full length upon the grass. Straining my |
eyes in the direction of the house, 1 per-
ceived the figure of a woman coming to-
ward me. She was a woman daintily
dressed in full ball costume. i had no
difficulty in following her. She had slip
ped unperceived from the ball room, and
no doubt believed herself to be entirely
free frnm surveillance. / crept along on
my hands and knees and got close to her
as she came around the bend in the gravel
walk. As she neared me, the moon, which
had hitherto been concealed by passing
Clouds shone out q little and cleaned
upon her soft silk dress and her white
shoulders. In that brief moment l saw
md recognized her."
"Who was she?' exclaimed D'Auburon |
n tone of almost breathless interest. {
"She was the woman l expected. She
81 Il; r,l1 |
RS wife"
you are joking" exclaimed D'Au-
uron. Both Mendotti and yourself must
ave been mistaken. The light was un- I
ertain, you say. 1t was some young lady c
f the household going to meet her lover" G
at was nothing of the kind. 1t was @
Iadame Colbert Remplin, going to meek /
Iadame Mechant, nee La Seur, who ha, I,
earned some secret of hers and is. trading .
pom it to her own advantage" =
Impossible !"
at is fact. / can understand now
ow Madame Mechant Is able to become a q
owner by selling meat pud- s
ings in the Rue Banquiere. She Is a 6
lackmailer I myself heard money pass d
etween them. The chink of gold pieces.
Is u SOunu WHICH CdnhOl NC uNSClfCu &C.
l."
D'Auburon knew the almost marvellous :,
fit which his friend had received from Il
AZURE in the matter of hearing. No stag
the forest could catch a slighter n,
,und than his highly trained and e1. te
Iisite organ.
You are probably correct" he said. d,
We're you able to CLEAN any particular IN
their secret?" -
81 was hot. The interview was very
lief, and what little conversation there
as was carried on in a very low tone. w
fact, only once or twice did l catch II
broken sentence. Once they spoke
uder than usual Madame Mechant to
as threatening the bankers wife, and tr
adame Colbert-Remplin was begging tho th
her not TO expose her" 81,
"She has her thoroughly in her power?" -
ked D'Auburon. ne
and that her secret Is IL
some way connected with Philip Ora, III
m, l feel convinced" he
"Why?" Re
There was one other sentence l heard, we
you have no mercy for me, do not
in my child. At least respect the feel Re
IS of his unhappy mother" 90,
Ito be continued)