Daily Arizona silver belt., 1909-01-20
The Mystery of
 the Yellow Room
 By GASTON LEROUX
CHAPTER XIx-Continued.) )


 of the murderer! When he recovered himself. he said 10 me: I am going to leave you. Since you have been here have appreciated your exceptional in- telligence and your unequaled inge- nuity But l ask this service of you. Perhaps I am wrong to fear an attack during the coming night. but as I must act with foresight count on you to frustrate any attempt that may be made
 "'Have you spoken of all this to M. StangersonT
 "'No. do not wish him to ask me. as you just now did, for the name of the murderer. I tell you all this, M. Rouletabille. because have great very great, confidence in you. know that you do not suspect me-
 ''The poor man spoke in jerks. He was evidently suffering. 1 pitied him. the more because felt sure that he would rather allow himself to be kill cd than tell me who the murderer was. As for Mile. StangersOn. felt that she would rather allow herself to be murdered than denoupce the man oc tbe yellow room ard of the inexplica- bie gallery The man must be domi- hating her or both by some inscrute bie power They were sreading ncth- Ing so much as the chance of Nj. Stan. gerson knowing that his daughter was held by her assailant made M. DarZac understand that he had ex. planed himself sufficiently and thai be might refrain from telling me any more tban he had already told me. promised him to watch through the night He insisted that 1 should es- tablish an absolutely impossible bar rier about Mile. Stangerson's cham Der, around the boudoir where the nurses were sleeping and around the drawing room where since the affair of the inexplicable gallery NJ. Stapger- son had slept ln short. was to put a cordon round the whole apartment.
 From his insistence 1 gathered that NJ. Darzac intended not only to make 1t impossible for the expected man to  son, but to make that impossibility so visibly clear that. seeing himself ex- pected. he. would at once go away. | That was bow 1 interpreted his final words when we parted, You may men, 1 ton your own suspicious of the expect cd attack 10 NJ. Stangerson. to Daddy Jacques, to Frederic Larsan and to | anybody in the chateau
 "when he was gone began to think | that should have to use even a great | CT cunning than his so that if the man should come that night he might not for moment suspect that his coming had been expected Certainly! I would allow him to get in far enough. so that. dead or alive, l might see his | face clearly He must he got rid of. | Mile. Stangerson must be freed from this continual impending danger"
 The IandIady reappeared at that mo- ment. bringing In tlie traditional bacon omelet. Rouletabille chaffed her a lit- | tie. and she took the chaff with the most charming good humor.
 'She Is much jollicr when Daddy Mathieu is in bed with his rheuma- tism," Rouletabille said to me.
 When he had 6nished his omelet and we were again alone Rouletabllle continued the tale of his condolences.
 "when sent you my telegram this morning." he said. "I had only the word of M. Darzac that perhaps the l nt,rh | ro n now say that he will certainly come. expect him"
 What has made you feel this cer- tainty?"
 T have been sure since half past 10 o'clock this morning that he would Arthur Rance at the window in the court"
 An" l said "But. again, what made you so sure? And why since half past 10 this morning.?
 Because at half past 10 had proof that Mile. Stangerson was making as many efforts to permit of the murder CTS entrance as NJ. Robert Darzac had taken rreeautions against it.'
 ''Is that possible." l cried. Haven't you told me that Mile. Stangerson loves NJ. Robert Darzac?"
 q told you so because it is the | truth"
 "Then do you see nothing strange
 "Everything in this business Is strange. my friend; but take my word for 1t, the strangeness you now feel is nothing to the strangeness thass to comer'
 Tt must be admitted. then" said, "that Mile. Stangerson and he, mur- derer are in communication-'lt any rate in writing"
 Admit it. my friend; admit t. You don't risk anything! I told yoi about | the letter left on her table on the night of the inexplicable gallery af- l fair--the letter that disappear into the pocket of Mile. Stangerson. Why should it not have been summons to a meeting? Might he not as soon as l he was sure of Darzac's abs.,nce. ap- point the meeting for the coming l nightY,
 And my friend Iauphed silently