The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-03-30

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 "Of course. He used to go to see l him play billiards" "Were Kittredge and Martinez good friends?'
 ooh, yes.''
 ''Never had any quarre1?" ''Why-er-no,' she replied in some confusion.
 tfI don't want to distress you, made | moiselle,'' said Coquenil gravely, "but aren't you keeping something back?" ''No, mo-" she insisted. "I just thought of-of little thing that made me unhappy, but it has nothing to do with this case. You believe me, don't you|
 "Of course I believe you," he smiled. 'fNow I am going to give you some of this tea. Pm afraid it's getting cold Now we'll settle down comfortably, and you can tell me what brought you here-telI me all about 1t.''
 So Alice began and told him about the mysterious lady.
 ''This is very important" he said gravely. "What a pity you couldn't get her name!" He reflected that for the second time this woman had es- capped him.
 "Does she speak with an accent?" he asked.
 t'She speaks f1uently, like foreigner who has lived a long time in Paris, but she has a slight accent 'tAh! Now give me her message again. Are you sure you remember it exactly?"
 Quite sure. Besides, she maSe me write it down so as not 70 miss a word. Here it is," and, pr oducing the torn page, she read: Tell M. Kittredge that the lady who called for him in the carriage knows now that the per son she thought guilty last night is not guilty. She knows this absolute 1y, so she will be able to appear and testify in favor of M. Kittredge if it will not be necessary. She begs M. Kittredge to use this money for a good lawyer"
 "She didn't say who this person is that she thought guilty last night?''
 ''No."
 Did she say why she thought him guilty or what changed her mind? Did she drop any hint? Try to re- member
 Alice shook her head negatively.
 What can we do?' murmured Alice, twining her fingers piteously.
 We must get at the truth; we must find this woman who came to see you The quickest way to do that is through Kittredge himself. He knows all about her, if we can make him speak. So far he has refused to say a word, but there is one person who ought to un- seal his Hps-that is the girl he loves.''
 "Os, yes.'' exclaimed Alice, her face lighting with new hope, q think could, I am sure could, only-will they let me see him ?"
 'That is the point. It is against the prison rule for person au secret to see any one except his lawyer, but I know the director of the Sante pris- on, and I think''-
 Alice shivered at the word. ''Yes," she murmured, 'and-what were you saying?'
 q say that know the director of the Sante, and I think, if l send you to him with a strong note, he will make an exception-I think so."
 Coquenil sat down and quickly ad- dressed an urgent appeal to M. Dedet, director of the Sante. asking him to grant the bearer request and assur ing him that by so doing he would confer upon Paul Coquenn a deeply appreciated favor.
 ''There," he said, handing her the
 
 out certain things from your lover. I can't tell you how to find them out that is your affair-but you must do it. You must find them out even if he doesn't wish to tell you. His safety and your happiness may depend on it. You now write down what 1 must know. Then I want to know about the lady's husband Is he dark or fair, tall or short? Does Kittredge know him? Has he ever had words with him or any trouble? Got that?'
 'Yes."
 |"Then-do you know whether M. Kittredge plays tennis?''
 Alice looked up in surprise. "Why, | yes, he does. I remember hearing him say he likes it better than golf.''
 'Ah! Now I want to know if M. Kit tredge uses both hands in playing ten his or only the one hand. And I want to know which hand he uses chiefly that is; the right or the left?'
 ''Why do you want to know that?" in Quired Alice, with a woman's curiosity
 Never mind why; just remember it's important. Another thing is to ask M. Kittredge about a chest of drawers in his room at the Hotel des Etrangers. It is a piece of old oak rather worm eaten, but it has gooo bronzes for the drawer handles, two dogs fighting on either side of the lock plates"
 Alice listened in astonishment. "I didn't suppose you knew where M Kittredge lived"
 ''Nor did I until this morning." he smiled. Since then well. as my friend Gfbelin says, I haven't wasted my tme.'
 ''Your friend Gibelin?" repeated Al ice, not understanding.
 Gro be continued.)