Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-04-01
CHAPTER XIII.
"rtsoM HIGHER UP"

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81 Seine by Pussy Wilmott. and
betimes on the morning after that la
dy's examination diver began work
along the Concorde bridge under the
| guidance of young detective named
Bobet. selected for this duty by Nj.
Paul himself Another man was cir
culating in and out among friends Of
| Martinez, whom he must study one
by one until the false friend had been
discovered. And another thread was
hurrying still another man along the
quenil wanted to find out why she had
changed her mind that night and what
| she knew about the key to the alley
| way door. Somebody gaze that Key to
| the assassin!
! Besides all this, and more important,
+, M. Paul had planned piece Of work
for Papa Tignol when the old man
reported for instructions this same
Wednesday morning.
| 'Ah, Tignol" he exclaimed, with a
buoyant smile. Its a fine day, all
the birds are singing. and-we're going
to do great things He rubbed his
hands exultantly. 81 want you to do
a little job at the Hotel des Etran-
gers, where Kittredge lived. You are
| to take room on the sixth floor if
possible and spend your time playing
the flute.'
| playing the fute"' gasped Tignol.
II don't know how to play the flute"
"All the better! Spend your time
learning. There is no one who gets so
quickly in touch with his neighbors as
man learning to play the fute.''
"Ah," grinned the other shrewdly,
you're after information from the
sixth floor! Eth, eh? A droll idea! I'll
learn to play the fute!"
"Meet me at 8 tonight at the Three
| Wise Men and-good luck. Pm of to
the Sante."
He proposed to make Lloyd walk
back and forth several times in pair
Of his own boots over soft earth in
the prison yard and then show the i'm
pressions Of these new footprints were
different in the pressure marks and
probably in the length Of stride from
those left in the alleyway. This
would be further indication, along
with the differences already noted In
the nails, that the alleyway footprints
were not made by Kittredge.
Not made by Kittredge, reflected the
detective, but by man wearing Kit
tredge's boots, man wearing the
| missing third pair, the stolen pair.
| All, there was nut to crack! This
man must have stolen the boots, as he
had doubtless stolen the pistol, to
throw suspicion on an innocent per-
son. 1t was essential to his purpose
that the boots be found in Kittredge's
room. He must have intended to re-
turn them. Something quite unfore-
seen must have prevented him from
doing so. What had prevented the as
sassin from returning Kittredge's
boots?
AS soon as Coquenil reached the
prison he was shown into the direct
or's private room, and he noticed that
NJ. Dedet received him with suspicion.
whats the trouble ?" he asked.
Everything. What the devil did
you mean by sending that girl to me?"
what did l mean?' repeated Co
wanted p a
Dedet made no reply. but he searched
among some envelopes and produced a
square of faded blotting paper.
"Therev' he said. And, with q. heavy
finger. he pointed to scrawl Of
words. There's what she wrote. and
you know d well you put her up
to itr'
II have no idea what this MEANS"
declared Coqueni.
"You iev' retorted the jailer.
/ M. Paul sprang to his feet. 'Take
that backw be ordered. with a look Of
menace, and the rough man grumbled
an apology. "Just the same" he NUT
tered, Its mighty queer how she
knew it unless you told her"
knew what?'
The jailer eyed Coquenil searchingly.
Nom dun CHEN, / guess you're
straight. after all. but how did she
come to write that?" He scratched
his dull head in justification.
81 have no idea"
Coquenil took of his glasses and
rubbed them carefully. Then without
more discussion he left the prison and
drove directly to the Palais de Justice
to see Hauteville, who had previously
summoned him. What did this NEAR?
What could it mean?
| As be approached the lower arm Of
| the river he saw Bobet sauntering
along the quay.
what are you doing here?" he
asked. IT told you to watch that
| diver"
The young detective shrugged his
shoulders. 1.-THE jobs done. He found
the auger."
'Ah! Where Is it,"
81 gave 1t to NJ. Gibelin because he
| told me TO-"
'You must be crazy! You take your
orders from me-"
''Do II" laughed the other. m. Gil
belin says take orders from him."
"We'll see about this" muttered NJ.
Paul. He entered the courtyard OF
the Palais de Justice and hurried to
the Office Of Judge Hauteville. On the
stairs he met Gibelin.
/ .sSee here" he said abruptly, "what
haTe you done with that auger7"
I "Put It In the department Of old
IRON" rasped the other. I'VE can't