Yellowstone monitor. [volume] (Glendive, Mont.) 1905-1928, 1909-02-25

the yellow room while the doors and
windows were closed. We were with
him in the lodge Of the concierges, and
vet we heard nothing-not a sound.
The concierges have lied, Of that there
can be no doubt. They must have been
already waiting not far from the pa
yilion-waiting for something! Ger
tainly they are not to be accused OF
being the authors Of the crime, but
their completely is not improbable.
That was why N. de Marquet had
them arrested at once"
eff they had been accomplices, said
Rouletab billie, ''they would not have
been there at ALL When people throw
themselves into the arms of justice
with the proofs Of completely on them,
you can be sure they are not accom-
plices. I don't believe there are any
accomplfces in this affair."
'Then why were they abroad at mid
night? Why don't they say?"
'oThey have certainly some reason
for their silence. What that reason Is
has to be found cut, FOR, even IL they
are not accompfices, It may be Of I'm
portance. Everything that took place
on such night Is important"
We had crossed an old bridge thrown
over the Douve and were entering the
part of the park called the Oak grove.
The oaks here were centuries old. Au-
tumn had already shTiye1ed their
tawny leaves. This place, which made
moiselle found cheerful ami in which
she lived in the summer season, ap-
peared to us as sad and funereal now
The soil was black and muddy from
the recent rains and the rotting Of the
fallen leaves. The trunks Of the trees
were black, and the sky above us was
now, as IL in mourning, charged with
great, heavy clouds.
And it was in this somber and desc
late retreat that we saw the white
walls of the pavilion as we approach
ed. It was a queer looking building,
without a window visible on the side
by which we neared 1t. A little door
alone marked the entrance to it. It
might have passed for tomb, a vast
mausoleum in the midst of thick for
est. AS we came nearer we were able
to make out its disposition. The build
ing obtained all the light it needed
from the south-that is to say, from
the open country. The little door
closed on the park. NJ and Mile Stan
gerson must have found it an ideal Sc
clusion for their work and their
dreams.
The pavilion had a ground floor
which was reached by a few steps,
and above 1t was an attic, with which
we need not concern ourselves. The
rooms Of the pavilion were as follows
The yellow room, with it's one win
cow and it's one door opening into the
laboratory.
The laboratory, with it's two large
barred windows and its doors, one
serving for the vestibule, the other
for the yellow room.
The vestibule, with its unbarred win
dow and door opening into the park.
The lavatory, between the vestibule
ana the yellOW fOOms
Besides these chambers there was
fight OF stairs leading to the attic.
The only chimney was the large one In
the laboratory.
Before mounting the three steps lead
ing up to the door OF the pavilion
Rouletabflle stopped and asked NJ.
Darzac point blank:
"What was the motive for the
crime?''
Speaking for myself, monsieur, there
can be no doubt on the matter" said
Mile. Stangerson's farce, greatly dis
tressed 1.-THE marks OF the fingers,
the deep scratches ON the chest and
throat OF Mile Stangerson, show that
the wretch who attacked her attempt
ed to commit frightful crime. The
medical experts who examined these
traces yesterday affirm that they were
made by the same hand as that which
left its red imprint on the wa1l-an
enormous hand, monsieur, much too
large to go into my gloves" he added,
with an fndefnable smile.
COulQ NOT InaC DlOOQ stained nanQ,
interrupted, "have been the hand Of
Mile. Stangerson, who, in the moment
of falling, had pressed It against the
wall and, in slipping, enlarged the Inn
pression?''
ssThere was not a drop Of blood on
either OF her hands when she was
lifted up" replied NJ. Darzac.
eve are now sure" said I, s'tnat 1t
was Mile. Stangerson who was armed
with Daddy Jacques revolver, since
she wounded the hand OF the murder
err She was in fear, then, OF some
body or something
eProbably.' =
'sDo you suspect anybody2''
'sNo,' replied NJ Darzac, looking at
Rouletabi1le
Rouletabille then said to me:
'tYou must know, my friend, that the
inquiry is little more advanced than
Nj. de Marquet has chosen to tell us.
He not only knows that Mile. Stanger-
son defended herself with the re-
volver, but he knows what the weapon