The Prescott daily news., 1910-04-02


 "Yes, but Now her agitation in | creased. No one had entered the room except herself and Martinez and the waiter who served them, she insisted Martinez was standing near her when when the shot v'Gs fred. and he fell to the floor. That was al Coquenil smiled indulgently "What did you do with the auger" he asked. The auger? she gasped,
 Yes; it was seen by the cab driver you took when you slipped out of the hotel in the telephone girls raincoat."
 "Ies," she answered weakly.
 And you threw it into the Seine as you crossed the Concorde brdgeT.
 She stared at him in genuine admira- tion. My God. you're the cleverest man 1 ever metr' NJ. Paul smiled. "I can return the compliment by saying that it isn't ev- cry lady who could throw clumsy thing like an auger from moving cab over a wide roadway and stone wall and land it in q river. I suppose you threw it over on the right hand sldep'
 Yes
 How far across the bridge had you got when you threw it? This may help the divers"
 We were q little more than halfway across"
 "Who bought this auger?"
 Martinez"
 Did you suggest the holes through the wall?" He did"
 But the holes were bored for you because you wanted to see into the Text room?"
 Yes" in a low tone. And why?" She burst out in q flash of feeling. "Because knew that a wretched danc- ing girl was going to be there with"- "Yes?" eagerly. with my husband!
 Then your husband was the person you thought guilty that night?" ques- toned Coquenil. Yes"
 You told NJ. Kittredge when you called for him in the cab that you thought your husband guilty?" "Yes, but afterward 1 changed my mind My husband had nothing to do with it. If he had, do you suppose would have told you this? No doubt he has misconducted himself. but
 You mean Anita?" It was a chance shot. but it went true.
 She stared at him in amazement. "I believe you are the devil" she said, and the detective, recalling his talk with M. Gritz. muttered to himself, '"rhe tall blond, Of course"
 And now Pussy, feeling that she could gain nothing against Coquenil by ruse or deceit, took refuge in sim pie truth and told quite charmingly how this whole tragic adventure had grown out of foolish fit of jealousy. You see, I found petit bleu on my husbands dressing table one morn- ing-I wish to heaven he would be more careful-and I-I read it. It began Mon gros bebe,' and was sign ed "Ta petite Anita and-naturally 1 was furious. have often been jeal- ous of Addison, but he has always managed to prove that 1 was in the wrong and that he was perfect saint, so now 1 determined to see for my self. It was splendid chance, as the exact rendezvous was given-9 o'clock Saturday evening, in private room No. [ at the Ansonia. l couldn't go alone, so I got this man Martinez-he was q perfect fool--I got him to take me because, as told you, he didn't know me and, being such fool, he would do whatever I wished" What day was it you found the petit bleu?" put in Coquenil. "It was Thursday l saw Martinez that afternoon" And you are sure it was his scheme to bore the holes?" Yes: he said that would be an amusing way of watching Addison without making a scandal. It was the first clever idea I ever knew him to have"
 Did you look through the holes at all?" he asked. "No; I hadn't time" Did Martinez look through the first hole after 1t was bored?"
 "Yes, but he couldn't see anything, as No. was dark"