The Detroit times., 1910-01-10

I from the bed, and we fell together
with a dull but heavy crash upon the
floor. With fierce and terrible salts
faction | watched his face blacken and
swell. his tongue thicken and protrude
from his gnastly open mouth. Before.
however | could kill him a warning
step and loud cry sounded from the
door
Quick as lightning | sprang erect
and turned. The Negro surgeon. Beu-
dant, Jussieu's companion. was rush
ing towards me, an uphfted bar OF iron
! in his hand to strike. | eluded him.
and, springing to the fireplace. seized
n poker. | had quite forgotten my re-
yolver. For moment We fenced like
swordsmen with our curious weapons,
speaking no word. but striking heav-
lily and warding, filing the place with
the loud clang of steel.
! Two men had entered the room be-
fore was aware OF 1t, DR.. Vernet and
DR.. Fulton. Both men were armed
with revolvers. which they pointed at
my breast Glancing down the muz-
Zles of their weapons. allowed my
weapon to drop. IL would have been
madness TO do otherwise.
! My caDtors had only to hand me
over to the police as an apprehended
I house breaker-an attempted assassin
and nothing that / might do could
save me from long term of imprison-
ment. My very spine went cold at
the idea. | looked hard at DR.. Fulton.
and saw that he was OH the point OF
recognizing me.
! N r.
! | had an inspiration Better any
fate" thought | than "A French
prison"
! Yard" | cried. "Dr. Fulton | arrest
you in the kings name. Better put
! down that pistol. sir; your game Is
! up. The street Is full of my men. And
! If do not go out to them in the next
/ few minutes they will come for me-"
Liar" gasped choking voice.
Sir Chas. Venner had spoken. He had
recovered consciousness, and as he ut
tered the word he struggled to his
| feet
Liar yourself" | retorted desper-
ately IF you don't believe me, look
out of the window
had a Wild hope that the noise OF
my struggle might have attracted the
attention OF some chance wayfarers.
whom my enemies might perhaps mis-
take for the police. Sir Charles caught
up q revolver. cooked IL leisurely, and
pointed IL at my head
Look out of the window, Fulton"
he said quietly.
Or. Fulton peered through the shut
ter into the street below
There are four men standing on
the pavement looking up at the top
windows" he announced.
Sir Chas. Venner nodded, and for
few seconds stood blinking his eyes
in earnest thought.
What would you do?" demanded
Or. Vernet
Sir Charles shrugged his shoulders
and cooked his revolver we must
quit Paris or die i'm the attempt" he
replied "Mr Hume, if you wish 10
| live, YOU will be silent. Fulton, look
out of the windows again"
Or. Frlton obeyed. II can no long
er see any one" he reported.
Sir Charles suppressed a curse.
"They must be on the steps. perhaps
entering" he muttered "Ah. Beudant!
/ Thank heaven Blnd MIN. Beaudant.
| The Negro passed a rope around my
arms and in a trice | was secured. A
bell began to tinkle In a distant por.
ton Of the house. Sir Chas. Venner
started at the sound. and paused for
moment. intently listening. The bel!
rang again. sir Charles threw a cloak
across his shoulders and tip-toed to
the dor.
o"Holloa, within there" cried a rau-
cous voice IN French.
"All right" shouted Sir Charles.
We'll be with you in moment:
watt"
I smiled grimly. Some passing po-
F.; liceman. observing the street door
open, had rung the bell In order to
inform the household OF its careless
ness. Sir Chas venner, however. be-