The Prescott daily news., 1910-04-07

Il < from her dream or in some other way, but that girl knows things that that she has no business to know"
 Then, briefly and impressively, Go Quenil told of the extraordinary reve- lations that Alice had made not only to him, but to the director of the Sante prison. She's possessed of dan- gerous knowledge. and l want to know where she got it. 1 want to know all about this girl"
 Bonneton shook his head. we know very little about her, and the queer thing is she seems to know very little about herself. believe she is per fectly honest Anyhow, her cousin is stupid fellow. He comes on from Brussels every five or six months and never less. He eats his meals. attends to his commissions for woodworking, takes Alice out once in the afternoon or evening, gives my wife the money for her board, and that's all For five years it's been the same. I've noticed hIt S ttl NOuS Just DtiOit HIS NlSltS anu sort of sad after them. My wife says .he girl has her worst dreams then"
 ''I have it!' Coquenil exclaimed presently "Tell me about this man Francois"
 Francois" answered the sacristan in surprise. why. he helps me with the night work here. He takes two meals with us a day"
 An. Do you think he would like to make hundred francs by doing noth- ing? And you would like to make 50O?"
 Five hundred francs?" cried Bonne ton.
 Don't be afraid" laughed the other, When do you expect the wood carver?"
 Hell be here next Wednesday,"
 "Next Wednesday," reflected Coque- nil. He always comes when he says he will?'
 Always He's as regular as clock work"
 And he spends two l'.,hts with you"
 ''Yes."
 That will be Wednesday night and Thursday night of next weekT'
 Yes"
 Good Now I'll show you how you're going to make this money. l want Francois to have little vaca- tion He looks tired. 1 want him to go into the country on Tuesday and stay until Friday"
 And his work? Who will do his work"
 Coquenil tapped his breast
 'I will take Francois place. I'll be the best assistant you ever had. and l shall enjoy Mother Bonneton's cook ing. None of them will know me. You won't know me yourself"
 "Ah, see," nodded the old man wisely. You will have q disguise"
 'T shall come on Tuesday. When do you want me?"
 At 6 o'clock" answered the sacris- tan doubtfully. But what shall say if any one asks me about itT
 Say Francois was sick and you got your old friend Matthieu to replace him for few days. Pm Matthieu"
 You wouldn't get me into trouble, NJ. Paul?" he appealed weakly.
 Papa Bonneton,' answered Coque- nil earnestly, "have I ever shown you anything but friendship? When old Max died and you asked me to lend you Caesar I did it. didn't I? And you know what Caesar is to me. l love that dog"
 M Paul held out hs hand frankly. and the sacristan took it with emotion.
 That settles it." he murmured. "l never doubted you"
 'Then it's understood. Tuesday, at 6. your friend Matthieu will be here to replace Francois" The detective rose to go. He moved toward the door. "Oh, l forgot about the dog. Tignol will come for him Tuesday morning with a line from me. I shall want Caesar in the afternoon, but I'll bring him back at G."
 "All right" nodded the sacristan. Hell be ready. Au revoir until Tues day"
 Things are marching along" smiled Couuenil some minutes later to Papa Tignol as they rolled along toward the Eastern railway station. You know what you have to do. And . what have to do. We meet